Cold Hands

Hunters of the Eternal Eye

I referred to it as cannibalism as they only instances of them seen or heard of eating, was when they had been eating people in the human forms. But I will correct it.

Hunters of the Eternal Eye

Wowa didn't see the sudden jump but here's a bit more information. Also please ask questions or comment. I will get working on an OOC here soon.

Silver: Is the most lethal substance a hunter can wield. Used in all of his hunting weapons, from their bladed weapons to the flintlock balls. To wolves it singes the skin acting as a burning effect and keeps burning even if the creatures is dead, causing spazams making it more difficult for the beast to function. Vampires it acts much to the same effect but if they've fed it makes them wretch their stomach severely weakening them.

Wolves or aka Werewolves: Can live up to roughly thousand years given good conditions but no given wolf has lived that long other than their leader Tamas, who has lived up to 800 years Younger wolves only turn during of a night and lack the control of the older wolves that can turn when they see fit. They're able to stand on two legs if necessary but prefer to walk on four giving them their renowned speed. They only eat humans. Their hierarchy is loose save for several key leaders to keep packs in line and are subject to being replaced if another member kills them in a duel. Silver has a less of an effect on them while they have their human skin on but it does cause a rash on the skin.

Vampires: No they aren't the gods you see in the movies but are dangerous non the less. Their running speed is roughly around fifty miles an hour and the strength to rip a person in half, depending on long its been since they've feed. Their feeding is relevant to everything, everything depends on how much they've ate. The more they've eaten the stronger and faster they can become. If they get away from silver or are poisoned by it they vampire in question has to gorge themselves in blood. Vampire work in strict hierarchy, nothing is done without the higher ups approval. The age they can live to is questionable but the Red Queen Anna has lived 1200 years.

Vampires/Wolves: Hate each other like cats and dogs. They don't get along even their own blood is toxic to one another. But for some unknown reason they're working together at least on a surface level.

Witches and Warlocks: Witches are hideous beyond belief but they often maintain an aura of beauty to blend with crowds. While silver isn't lethal to them it does prevent their magic from affecting the hunter, but they still posses a raw strength to make them quite formidable. Their magics are in the form of curses that have lingering effects but can be quickened for faster results. Warlocks while similar to witches they don't actually wield that much magic but give way to a monstrous form that the church calls demons. They can be unearthly strong or fast but never both. Their own weakness is a pure black eye a foot in length somewhere on their body that has to be ripped out.

Hunters of the Eternal Eye

The suns flames of deep violet, flaming orange and sparkling yellow erupted from the horizon as the blood soaked noble came from the woods. The wolves were growing in number for a reason that eluded the duke, faster than he could kill them. He needed to know but the answer eluded him, exhaling a sigh. Though as he did a hooded figure figure sporting the emblem of the order appeared from the shadows, the Sage. It had been decades since the two had last seen one another. Silence had followed only by the rustling of two pieces of parchment. One from the French King, the second from the grand master. Looking hesitantly at the man before he opened the letter from the grand-master first.

"F or that's what you will be called now since you are receiving this letter and I am dead. I've named you as my successor, a dauntless task and one I regret giving in such perilous times. I attached the same letter I received from the French king, it details you what is happening here in Paris. It is much worse though. Wolves and vampires run rampant at night, witches and warlocks simply walking into houses taking newborn babes for their dark spells. Further more the sight of the Red Queen and the Silver Prince disturbs me to the bones. I think they're searching the catacombs for something, for what I don't know.There are other things I don't know how to describe, perhaps it is because I sit here dying as I write this. I hope you farewell and better luck than I had.

Sincerely
A"

The Sage had handed over the previous grand-masters ring, proof that he lead the order. Staring at the silver band for a moment, realizing the gravity of the situation at hand. F's gaze returned to the Sage, looking to the cloaked figure. "Do you know where they all are?" Only a nod followed from the muted. A gathering of the hunters, never before since the first members of the orders, something that must be done in order to counter such a threat. Experienced hunters and new apprentices alike, all must come to stem this tide, no one person could handle this job alone. Dipping his quill in the ink well as his hand grabbed a piece of parchment. Issuing a proclamation for the order to come to France.

"Hunters of the Eternal Eye, I regret to inform you that our late grand master has perished in France. He has discovered the Tamas Alabart the Silver Prince ruler of the werewolves and the Red Queen Anna Druvia ruler of the vampires have been spotted. As we all know these two have killed countless members of our order, but also if these two forces are working together there is something desperately wrong. I've come to the conclusion they're searching for something, for what I do not know. Also witches, warlocks and other unknown entities. I have put for this issue that we are to go to Paris to combat this threat. While it might be our deaths we cannot stand idly. The world will know our faces and who we are. I humbly beg that you aide me in such an endeavor.

Grand Master
F"

"Copy this and send it to the others." The sage nods simply and disappears out the door. F rubs his sweat stained temple, sitting back down. Drawing another piece of parchment. This time he writes his will.

((This is a supernatrual hunter roleplay. I will go in depth about, the hunters, supernatural beings, the orders beginning and other things. But I want to test interest and I know its vague to start but I wanted to put it out there before I lost the thought.))

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Live like Royalty... Or Die Trying

I'll be a scapegoat, no problems there.

Live like Royalty... Or Die Trying

I made Obelix's sister and added it under his in the character tab. I have an idea though I'd like to shoot by. Perhaps Freyea is hosting a tournament as a part of the marriages/marriage announcements?

Live like Royalty... Or Die Trying

Obelix

Obelix gave a bow back to the Erendale Princess Ares out of protocol between that the elite of society demanded of them. Different from the rest of the group of young royalty, she was a warrior princess but not the first he'd encountered. The way she spoke permeated confidence that much was sure, but her voice was laced with something else. Something he couldn't place his finger on, not yet at least. Watching her cradle the hilt of her blade. Yes he was foreign and didn't know the customs but to blatantly show such aggression openly against a diplomat let alone an emperor in the make was an inexcusable offense. Obelix wouldn't be the one to force the fight, if Ares wanted one she'd have to draw steel first. She was rash almost too rash.

"To open diplomatic talks, offer trade and possible alliances. With all the court or courts of this realm since it seems there is more than one. And Princess Ares if you want to spar, I would oblige you but you'd find me a most difficult opponent and unlike anything you've fought against. However now is not the time or the place. So I would appreciate you taking your hand of that hilt and that glare isn't as frightening as you think it might be. So I would appreciate if you'd stop." Obelix wasn't tooting his own horn it was the truth since he'd adapted several styles of fighting based on his opponents strength. Also he'd seen war and blood, he didn't hold back. There was difference in just sparing and fighting for amusement, compared to actual combat. To those who haven't killed another held back at the last moment, those who have fought without holding back. In addition the princess just revealed what would be her biggest weakness in an actual fight.

Obelix hoped that the manners of the others were better. While he did relish in a good fight, to treat visitors this way was in bad form. The first impression of these people were mixed at best so far. Lili had been more considerate in his coming despite his obnoxious appearance which he regret, while Ares had made him feel less than welcome. His eyes from the side glanced over to see a another individual approaching him, his walk more refined than the Princess Ares. Carrying a certain sort of dignity about him. With this young man he felt more welcome as he spoke. Bowing once he heard that he was also a royal of Erendale, respecting the young man.

"And to you Prince Marion. I will wait as long as necessary. Tis also welcoming to meet a warming individual as yourself. I would be pleased to talk with distinguished young gentleman as yourself, after I've concluded my buisness."Certainly a better reception from the heir apparent as to be expected. Watching the Prince Marion speak with his sister in a lower tone, certainly speaking in regards of the situation.

"I do not mean to be rude when I say this. While you are no doubt a strong woman and warrior Princess Ares, perhaps you should heed your brothers wisdom." Obelix know that this would spark some sort of reaction but he spoke honestly.

Over his shoulder Obelix had heard a pair of footsteps, one heavier the sound of the imperial guard which he knew by heart. The other was drastically lighter. A slight smile formed upon his face. His sister Zeva, late to everything. Probably even to her own wedding whenever she did get married.

"Schetiká forá pou í̱rtha edó̱." Speaking over his shoulder as his sister was just arriving, only to be greeted by her hand in the air not to push her. Mussing a slight chuckle as her sister came to Obelix's side, muttering a single word. Returning back to Lili, Marion and Ares. "May I present my sister Lady Zeva Vidales. Zeva this Lady Lili Aria of Freyea, The Prince Marion heir of Erendale and Princess Ares Jessamine Chara of Erendale." Gesturing to each individual as he spoke their names, letting his sister greet them. He forewent Zeva's actual titles not wanting to stir anymore commotion than needed.

Zeva

She had just woken up as the ship had landed into the docks. Really waking her up was when the port authorities had barraged into her stateroom with her hair in a mess and and still in her sleeping attire. A trick by Obelix no doubt and as the sun came up every day she'd get her revenge on him for that embarrassment. But right now time was of the essence and she needed to get to her brother and quickly she didn't want to be left behind. Certainly not for this, there was so much that was new here and she wanted to experience it all. But like her brother duty came first, her wants and needs second. Making things worse the port master had stopped her but seeing that her ring matched her brothers he let her pass, after assuming their relation.

Zeva had to admit the countryside here was much greener than at home, except in the gardens that was. And the new species of animals here spectacular. She needed to get them drawn in her sketchbook, along with a multitude of other things for her to write a compendium when she got home. Hurrying along though as she came to the guards outside the palace, showing her ring to the guards and by the way she dressed she was assumed to be with the previous man that had come threw. Letting Zeva and her escort threw, seeing no harm in letting he pass.

While her outfit was flamboyant and elegant it was flaming red in color, embroidered in the same gold patterns like her brothers. Resembling what would be a mans outfit in this country but fitting loosely for air to catch threw the light linen fibers. Catching up to what seemed like a gathering of some sort. While she wanted to ask but refrained from asking.

"óchi." Raising her hand up, against her brother not to push her. She was still mad from earlier but didn't let it show, not to these people she wanted to make a good impression on these people. Pushing back her small optic glasses to get a better look at them, smiling warmly to each of them. "Thank you for receiving us and I cannot be sorry enough if we just barged into something important. But I look forward to seeing your country, its much greener than home. I also apoloize if my brother had been less the courteous when he announced himself. Our courts are vastly different." Her affections were genuine, glowing as she meet a few of the royals at the castle.

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Live like Royalty... Or Die Trying

Strange was Obelix's first though at these people, he couldn't help to give a momentary stare seeing. Was it customary to make him wait without saying a thing? Surely that was not the case, but since he was the foreigner he couldn't stipulate. This is was the reason he hated coming without an envoys advice on how to approach the politics of new lands. Never the less he'd take his dues like any other, he'd taken worse before. His eyes however caught one of the young women approach him and curtsy. Returning the gesture as a part of custom, his own falcata slightly clanked against his side during the gesture. But it remained hidden within the confines of his cloak, along with the return of his hand for the moment. Staring at the woman, giving his full attention as she spoke. Letting no detail escape his years.

"So it seems." Turning his head slightly towards the four men that had followed him, nodding slightly to let them parch their thirst. Turning back to speak with the young woman named Lili.

"In time Madam Aria, after buisness is conducted first." Obelix meant no offense towards Lili, it was imperial policy to attended to buisness first before settling in. "My apologies on disrupting the gathering. If you can and it is no hindrance would you introduce me to some of the nobles here. I like to know the nobility of the realm I'm currently visiting. I do not know the customs here and would be most gracious for you tell me of the do's and don'ts. Along with what is happening, so I may judge on how to approach his highness." Extending his left hand once again offering her first leave.