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🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

After Party

DISCLAIMER!

All who enter the party fall under an enchantment in which once one leaves, the memory of the party will become a hazy dream in which details, especially magical ones, can not be recalled. Most usually write this off as being too wasted.
(Please also ignore the televisions in the picture above. Those aren't there.)

Cocktail Menu

Warning: These are not normal alcoholic drinks. These drinks will have magical effects as well as consequences on your character.
It is highly recommended by the bartender, Florence, that you only have one drink. Having two will result in you falling very ill while three or more will result in certain death.

Standard Bar Menu

Bar Menu

- Beer
- Hard Liquor Mixed Drinks by request
- Wine
- Jello shots
- Most things are available upon request, including fruity mixed drink creations

Florence the Bartender

Florence

Bold, mysterious, and cool as a cucumber, Florence is your bartender for tonight. Her long hair is back in a neat low ponytail down her back and her green eyes will meet yours with an emotionless stare and smirk. She is content to say whatever is on her mind and get you whatever you need.

Music

As soon as guests would walk down the stairs, a light fog would greet them. When the fog would clear, they’d see a masked man with a black mask and white mask in each hand as he held them out forward. Some guests would take one while others chose not to, which was an acceptable choice. The dim warehouse basement was lit up by colorful neon lights that many in the room had never seen before. Guests were staring in awe and wonder, marveling at them, wondering how this feat was achieved. Holographic, colorful shapes seemed to be moving about the ceiling. This too was a confusing feature for everyone, but as people got more inebriated, they shrugged it off. Something also worth mentioning was the loud and bizarre music, which seemed to be coming from a masked man in the back with a strange device. Even the cocktails that most had in their hands seemed to have strange holographic designs in them. Everything about this basement would seem out of this world as if one was entering into a dream.

And it might as well be.

Everyone that entered would forget all these details once they left after all.

The room was rather large with plentiful room to dance and plenty of triangular-shaped tables to sit at. However, off to the side was what looked to be a boxing ring where many people were crowding around, shouting bets as two muscular men were punching at each other. While that was going on on one side of the room, the other side of the party was filled with people either making out or dancing around poles. There were a few notable characters who were a little underdressed, to say the least.

Marek had arrived at his bar, making sure all the arrangements had been set in preparation for the events of tonight. He met the eyes of his bartender, leaning an elbow on the bar, “All things in the clear, Florence?”

Florence met his eyes with her sparkling green ones, smirking at him, “Crystal.”

Marek nodded with a grin. “Let us have ourselves a delightful night.” He gave his final words before walking over to the door towards a masked man.
“Make sure anyone, on that list who tries to enter is removed from the area. Also, contact the others and secure the area for extra security measures.” and with that, the man walked off. The stage was set and it was time for the play to begin. As for Marek, the day had only begun.

Avalia

Bandits

Time: Night
Location: Desert
Interactions: @baraquiel Jomari, @13org Nuallán

As the two were traveling across the desert sand, an ambush was being prepared by six members of the bandit group that was responsible for kidnapping the princesses. The goal was to keep the pursuers from reaching their primary bed down location. They had been assigned to scout as it was expected that the princesses would be pursued.

“NOW!” The shout of the hyena demi-human lookout came out as more of a roar that sent the bandits springing into action before the two. The scorpion demi-human burst through the sand in front of them, pointing his lance towards the elf before him. “You ain’t goin’ anywhere bud.” His voice was coarse and cold.

Four torches lit around the elf and human as the six bandits surrounded them.

“You missed, you blind fool!” A monkey demi-human chastised.

“It’s better ta let’em know theyze gonna die. Let’s the fear kick in Shah, you’re too hasty.” The crocodile demi-human retorted to the monkey.

“Let me crush them, I wanna hear those bones snap.” The rhino demi-human added.

“We’re paid to kill, not talk!” Not wasting any more time, the ibis demi-human lunged forth with her polearm to strike Jomari down.

Avalia

Night time

The night has set over Avalia. Nocturnal creatures around the continent have woken up, filling the land with various calls and noises. Larger cities have opened their clubs and other questionable businesses. The time is currently 8 pm. Those who enjoy clubs or other night activities: the time is now to get yourself out there and find what the nightlife brings to you!

7 of Spades Male x {2 - K} Hearts|Diamonds|Clubs|Spades Female

Advancement.

Pythagorean Sunset

Ryomen looked at Bob Blobson. "You will die here."

Bob had a knack for knowing when it was safe to move. When he felt his captors were vulnerable. But he didn't move, having counted three dead and twenty-one wounded. Ryomen realized that he'd have to fight his way free, or die with them.

"I'll kill them," was all he said, never breaking eye contact.

"They're too many to take out. Even with a knife," Bob replied. "You want to trade with me?"

"Yes. Even if you kill me. But I think I can kill some."

"I have a new hammer," he replied, pulling a large, black iron weight from a deep pocket.

Ryomen eyed the weight, but pulled out a knife.

"No," the drifter said, "you have a hammer."

"And you have a knife."

"That's true. But we have a hammer here now."

Ryomen couldn't argue with that.

"Why are you doing this? Are you punishing us?"

"Somehow," Bob said, "yes."

"Not like that," Ryomen protested, but Bob held up a finger.

"When I was a boy," Bob told him, "I had a dog. It died. The man who owned it didn't feel bad about it. My mother told me I should be angry, but I wasn't. I still remember the man laughing at me in front of the whole village. The day after he had me and my mother come to take the body away. When I'm angry, I like to take the edge off by losing myself in violent action. I put myself in the shoes of the other guy. I try to understand the motivation behind his actions. When I'm done, I go into my own world and think about my frustration with my father. My own world,"

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Tsukigami Katsuo

Tsukigami Katsuo🌑27🌑Male

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Appearance

Height: 200 lbs
Weight: 6’2
Eye Color: Red
Hair Length/Texture: Thick hair down to his lower back
Hair Color: Black
Skin Color: Pale White
Facial details(freckles, moles, etc): Strangely colored eyes
Clothing Preferences: Traditional robes and armor

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Psychology

Likes:
🌑Flowers
🌑The Moon
🌑Beautiful women
🌑To be in control
🌑Nature
🌑Noodles
🌑Ravens

Hates:
🌑Wystan Blackmane
🌑Being abandoned
🌑Betrayal
🌑The corrupt and twisted world
🌑Hurting children or those who do so
🌑Alcohol or drugs
🌑Slavery

Sexuality:
Straight

Life Goals/Dreams:
“I want to change this corrupted and twisted world. That is my only dream.”

Personality Summary:

Tsukigami is introverted and short when it comes to speaking to strangers. He is scared to open up and trust others. Those he meets often find he is quick to get angry; he seems to be tension itself manifested as a being. He has absolutely no sense of humor despite being naturally intelligent. His charisma is completely lacking; he is too blunt and honest for his own good.

On the more positive side of his personality, he is brave and extremely determined. He fixates on a goal and cannot be deterred. He refuses to let needless suffering occur around him and will do anything in his power to stop it if he sees it, but also will strike down anyone causing it to others. Though he loathes his violent past, he tends to often get into rages and hurt others around him who anger him. His trauma haunts him and he struggles with it, often having nightmares.

He has a no-nonsense attitude and has a never-ending amount of energy to keep moving. Deep down underneath all the anger is a lonely and guarded man. Though he has existed for twenty-seven years, he’s only just started living. It is not always visual on his face but he will get enchanted by the little things he finds as he is just discovering the world such as pretty girls or wonderful sights of nature.

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Background

Current occupation:
Mercenary

Any past occupations?:
None.

Relatives:
None that he knows of.

Skills:

🌑Martial and ranged combat in various weapons
🌑Hand to hand combat
🌑High stamina and endurance
🌑Killing
🌑High intelligence
🌑Great eyesight
🌑Excellent hand-eye coordination and aim

History Summary:

Tsukigami was born into the slave trade of Caesonia that goes right under King Edin’s narcissistic nose. Through many cities, people are carted for all sorts of uses. One of the most popular were the fighting rings, where even the rich would sneak in to bet on who would win and would die. Tsukigami found himself just there at a young age. If he had parents before, he couldn’t remember them now. For his own sanity perhaps his memory is a bloody haze.

Tsukigami lived to survive in the ring as it was the only thing he knew. He hated killing other children but what other choice did he have in the position he was in and kill he did. Love, friends, family… These were things he never got acquainted with. All he knew was to sleep, eat and fight. Then one day everything changed. He met a child named Wystan Blackmane, a fellow ring fighter who had struck down every opponent with ease. He had approached him with jealousy only for the two of them to find solace in each other. After years of being alone, the two quickly became friends. The two were competitive but secretly Tsukigami would always go easy on him not wanting to hurt the only person who showed any care for him.

Then when Tsukigami was nineteen years old, he was mortally injured in a fight and needed to recover. He was taken from the ring and rushed to someplace he can not remember. When he woke up, he felt completely fine. The only side effect was that his eyes had taken on a red color, Little did he know days had passed. Tsukigami had finally been returned to the ring and when he did, he realized that Wystan was gone. He asked everyone only to find out he had left with someone. Abandoned by his only friend, he had his heart shattered and was rebuilt with a new feeling of hatred. The betrayal tore him apart inside as his world was once again only pain. There was no one he could trust and there never had been.

This hatred festered as he continued to fight slaughtering those he fought with violence, rivalled by none now as he was being entered in fights with older competitors. He became to be known as “The Demon of the Ring” a title only solidified by the deep red eyes that looked into those he took the lives of. At the age of 25, he was offered freedom due to the fact the ring was losing too many competitors and money with him around. They told him if he managed to kill fifteen others in the same fight all pitted against him he would gain his freedom. The demon did not hold back fueled by the rage of his desire to kill Wystan for abandoning him. Though he had suffered many deep cuts and multiple broken bones, Tsukigami survived. He won his freedom and a chance to not only finally see the world he had missed out on all his life, but to change it. He left the arena, not looking back. A year later, a man approached him offering him a job as a mercenary which he took. He has worked for him since.

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Questionnaire

History
Did you grow up nurtured or neglected?:
Neglect? This is an understatement when you are forced to kill and harm others just to survive almost half your life.

When you were upset, where was your sanctuary?:
I had no sanctuary, I see no true sanctuary in this hell we call a world. The only sanctuary is death, even my dreams are filled with pain and anguish.

What were you like in your teenage years?:
I had no teenage years, those were filled with killing and fighting.

How close are you to your parents?:
I don’t have a family. They either sold me or were killed possibly both.

Do you have any trauma that haunts you?:
My entire life was filled with trauma, why would you even ask this after what I have told you already…

What advice would you give your younger self?:
Just survive and change this world or die trying.

Were you an obedient child or defiant?:
I was forced to be obedient or else I would be beaten or worse… Killed.

What is your biggest regret?:
I didn’t kill Wystan when I had the chance… If I knew he would abandon and betray me as he did. He called me his friend, he is a counterfeit.

Romance

Have you ever been in love? :
I have never been shown love by anyone.

What is most important in a partner to you? Describe your dream partner.:
I just want someone to care for me… To love me and my flaws.

How do you display affection? What is your love language?:
I am not sure and how could I know.

Have you had your first kiss? What was it like?:
No…

Do you believe in love at first sight? Why or why not?:
I am not sure what I believe about love I have yet to feel it.

What does marriage mean to you?:
I don’t know.

Are you currently crushing on anyone?:
No… I am not.

Do you ever consider having children in the future?:
I would like someone to carry on my dream if I cannot succeed myself. If they felt different I would still love them but I don’t want them to have to worry that they could end up in the place I grew up.

Personality

Describe your ideal Sunday morning:
I prefer the silence of night.

What kind of person do you aspire to be?:
I aspire to change the world and be someone who creates a heaven from this hell we live in.

What bad habits do you have?:
I am constantly worried someone will try to kill me and don’t react well to surprises or fast movements towards my body.

If you could go back in time and change anything in your past, what would it be?:
I would change everything. The only past I know is despair.

What is your greatest fear?:
Not being able to change this world.

What are your pet peeves?:
People being ungrateful for the peace they have in their lives.

When you are in a sour mood, do you like to be alone or with others?:
I prefer to be alone it’s the only true thing I have realized that stays with me.

Are you more likely to fight with your fists or your tongue?:
I am well adept at both.

Avalia

Dante Blackbourn

Time: Morning
Location: River Port
Interactions: @FunnyGuy Darius @samreaper Menzai
Equipment: Old hat, Clothes from a dead elf, Steel Sword

Dante looked at Darius for a moment with a smirk then looked back Menzai. “You can skip the sir in our names there Zai.” He laughed and continued talking. ”So, what kind of agreement are you looking for?” Dante asked before the waiter came back with their food. The smell was delicious and he was starving. “Ah, this is the slime day special; it looks amazing.” He told the waiter. The dish was multi-coloured jello surrounded by a variety of fruit alongside another plate containing a beefsteak with mushrooms and some mashed potatoes decorated with a variety of herbs and spices.

Dante took a bite of the steak and it was the juiciest mouth-watering steak he had ever tasted. The herbs complimented the steak with divine flavour. Dante was speechless as he neatly yet hastily zoned on his meal as he waited for a reply.

Avalia

Dante Blackbourn

Time: Morning
Location: River Port
Interactions: @FunnyGuy Darius @samreaper Menzai
Equipment: Old hat, Clothes from a dead elf, Steel Sword

Dante paused a moment confused as to why someone would come up directly to them. He looked at this man who had stood before the brothers at the table. He was a pretty strange looking guy; something out of an anime convention. Dante leaned over and quietly spoke. “Uh… I think there may be a better place to speak about such things.” He said then leaned back again. “Nice to meet you Menzai, I am Dante Blackbourn. Why don’t you take a seat? We are just waiting for our food to arrive.” Though he did not feel any ill intent from Menzai’s words, he decided it is best to be friendly to those he did not know. Dante still looked around the room to make sure nobody else was looking at them. He was cautious after the scene that Pride showed only wanting to keep him and his brother safe and out of danger.

Dante looked toward his brother and ordered, “Darius welcome our guest and introduce yourself.”

Avalia

Barboda Teff

Time: Morning
Location: The Ship
Interactions:Lizzie @Tae, Nym @Helo, Helio @princess, Tigerlily @Potter Tesoro [@InfiniteCosmos]
Equipment:

Equipment

Repeating Crossbow

Mithril Plate

Long Sword

Backpack

50 feet of rope

Way finder

Waterskin

Ring (cold resistance)

Rations

First aid kit

Bedroll

Memory glass

Vial of his venom

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Barboda held his breath noticing those around him gasping for air in the darkness; he couldn’t see anything but the heat signatures coming from those around him. This could go very wrong quickly. He could feel water was now at his feet. Was the ship going to sink? Barboda had been trying to figure out a plan to get out of this situation when the darkness finally dispersed from around him. He watched Lizzie get impaled by a tendril of darkness from the dark elf and fall to the floor shortly after.

Barboda looked around and ran towards Lizzie grabbing her limp body and slinging it over his shoulder. “We need to get off this ship now or we are going down with it.”He stated in an almost demanding tone. He did not waste time as he climbed back up the ladder and to the deck. He made his way back across to the Harem and laid Lizzie on the floor and knelt next to her. “I am sorry, Lizzie..” He said to Lizzie. It was obvious she wouldn’t make it. “I will avenge you, Ardyn has taken too many lives. Now he is taking those who do not even belong in this world.” Barboda stood up and looked towards the other ship waiting for the rest of the crew. He briefly glanced at Tesoro and Tigerlily, ” Lizzie will pass soon. I do not think there is much we can do.”

Caelan Knight

Time: Morning
Location: Myriamor
Interactions: @princess Sophie @Mole Aurora @FunnyGuy Slick @Helo Leaf
Equipment: A D&D miniature, a blunt, and the clothes he was given

Caelan stood up and picked Sophie up onto her feet by her forearms. He felt upset and angry seeing this affect her so deeply. “Come, we need to go.” He looked towards the others. “So where are we going? The blacksmith or the inn.” Caelan awaited an answer but looked back at Sophie, “Listen I know you are scared but we need to stay strong at least until Princess Rosaria returns. She said she can send you home if that’s what you really want. I am going to stay and help these people who are in dire need of saving from creatures like those.”

Avalia

Barboda Teff

Time: Morning
Location: The Ship
Interactions:Lizzie @Tae, Nym @Helo, Helio @princess, Ardyn (Transmission)@FunnyGuy
Equipment:

Equipment

Repeating Crossbow

Mithril Plate

Long Sword

Backpack

50 feet of rope

Way finder

Waterskin

Ring (cold resistance)

Rations

First aid kit

Bedroll

Memory glass

Vial of his venom

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Barboda looked at Ardyn on the transmission. “Your cargo was ruined by your own crew killing them so you can’t blame us.” He paused before speaking again. “Captain Ardyn Croft your head is worth a lot more than mine ever will be. I know at least a dozen who would pay more than fifteen thousand Amas for you alone. You have been a plague on the waters for far too long and don’t worry I will kill you just like I did to most of your crew. And worry not, you will be writhing around on the ground in agony wishing I killed you outright.” Barboda’s tone had a sense of fury that he had never shown to anyone in a very long time. “I will make sure that you suffer.” He stopped and raised his arm to his helmet, grasping it tightly in his fingers.“This will be the last thing you ever see when I inevitably find you”Barboda lifted it off his head and revealed his face, his snake-like eyes void of emotion despite his lethal tone, “and I kill you.”