Dannyel

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

OMG these posts. All of them. LUCY SO SAD. MOIRA NOOOO! TRIXIE YOU BE SO CUTE! *steals her for my own*

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

There was no response to his question - it didn’t really surprise him, Tobias wasn’t the type to wait around. Pushing himself upwards, he began the long process of getting out of bed and getting dressed. He moved slowly the whole time as he struggled to remember his dreams, his mind not really on the task at hand.

He rarely remembered his dreams so he was used to the way they seemed to slip through his fingers, but there was something that just nagged at him. He didn’t remember much, just brief flashes - a redheaded girl, a man with a ridiculous pompadour, a young girl whose personality seemed far bigger than her body. Shaking his head, he dismissed the thoughts as he checked himself out in the mirror. He might be hungover, but that was no excuse for looking it! It was one of the many lessons he learned from Tobias.

Finally satisfied, he shot one glance back out across the sky. There was something just a bit off, it was right there at the tip of his tongue, but then he heard it. The sound of Tobias’ laughter, loud and intoxicating, echoing through the halls. Even after all these months, after all that Tobias had put him through, it still brought such joy to his heart. A smile plastered across his face, Dylan turned and hurried out of his room, looking to find his lover as soon as possible.

He followed the sound, figuring that it came from the second floor music room, where Tobias kept a wide array of instruments on hand within short distance of the balcony that overlooked the main dance hall. Running, he heard another voice, a stranger’s voice, whispering as he rounded the corner and found them.

Tobias was leaned in close, pinning the stranger against the piano. The girl, flushed and breathless, let out a squeal when she met his eyes over Tobias’ shoulder. Tobias spun, sighing when he saw Dylan in the doorway. 



“Tobias...” Dylan managed to croak out, his voice harsh. “Again?”

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Pachamac said
There's no need to line up, or post after each other, you silly sods. No interaction, remember? lolololol

Shit, I'm dumb.

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Everyone's lining up to post today! It's okay, I can go later this afternoon. :D

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

You're entitled to your opinion, but I happen to like the later stuff as well. Feels more epic, but then again I'm more of an epic fantasy gal than a urban fantasy gal in general….

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Thaum? - Coliseum (Group A)

The bear was down. “Thank Aislin!” he cried, turning to see how the others where fairing. He saw Lute get knocked back by the cat, so he lowered the bow to repeat the process of reloading. It was a major downside of this weapon, a quick glance had proved that Lute had managed to stun the cat. What was his trick? Whatever it was, it appeared to be working, and it bought enough time for Dylan to reload.

Then he heard Selan’s cry. Snapping his head up, he turned his head to see Estelle protecting Lute. “NO!” he cried as the wolf-man managed to slide his blade into Estelle’s shoulder. He braced his bow, ready to fire at the beast, when...

“I’ve got this!” Estelle’s teeth clenched even tighter. “You… Dylan… Xan… handle the cat… I can… nggh…” Estelle’s eyes darted to Selan, and she smiled. “We’ve got this.”

He hesitated for only split second, torn between helping his friend and following her orders, before he did what he felt in his gut was right. Estelle was strong. She could handle it. Lute, though, was cornered by the cat, and he could use a hand. Taking aim once more, he fired the crossbow. Unfortunately, switching targets like that was beyond Dylan’s skill. Instead of burying the bolt deep into the creature’s shoulder, it merely grazed the arm. Though blood leaked from the wound Dylan knew that it wouldn’t slow him down.


“Crap crap crap!” he cried, reaching for another bolt only to find himself out. “Xan, help!”

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Nice post Pach. I got the next one!

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Oh god, Pach. Take the time that you need and I hope you feel better soon!

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Yes, power to all of the ginger women! :D

And yeah, she is a Celtic brand of Fae, very much influenced by my love of the Dresden Files book series. Cause it's an awesome series.

Should I be accepted I'd love to discuss options with you and Heroes. Unfortunately, I need to run out for the afternoon but I'll be checking in later today. Happy Saturday all!

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

That really does help me out. I'm tossing through some ideas and I'm hoping to have a CS put together soon. The only part that's really stumping me is how to bring the character in via the backstory - I'm going to read what you all have done to see some examples!

Thanks for the answer, Igraine.

Aoife

Name: Aoife, or just Ava

Gender: Female.

Type: Fae

Appearance:Possessing a tall and willowy build, she moved with a light step that barely leaves any trace behind. Her beauty has an almost ethereal quality, with her pale skin and long red hair that flows past her waist. Her eyes, though, are a bright emerald green. Her features are small and pert, but she always seems to be on the edge of a smirk.

Age: Appears early 20’s, in actuality is over 200.

Powers/Traits:

Powers:

Glamour - a very sophisticated and supernaturally powered illusion, allowing for invisibility and a change in appearance. Since glamour is her strongest skill, she can hold one indefinitely, even in sleep (unless incapacitated with cold iron).

Tongues - allows her to speak any language at will. This power also allows her to work the elements, but her skill is limited and spotty.

Sight - a limited precognition which comes upon her randomly. Usually the visions that come to her are fated to happen within a few days, but the visions can be so spotty that she only has a vague idea of what will happen. When she acts on her sight she is just as likely to harm as to help.

Truth and Lies - a Fae cannot outright lie, however, they are adept at word play and the twisting of meaning and literal speech.

Weaknesses:

Cold Iron - like all Fae, she is dangerously weak to cold iron. A brief touch is enough to cause searing pain, prolonged exposure weakens her to the point of incapacitation. Ingestion of iron is incredibly dangerous and if she has enough iron in her system it can kill her.

Distractibility - like many fae, she has a weakness for shiny, pretty objects. Now they won’t actually harm her, but she can be easily lured or manipulated by the strategic use of these “shinies.”

Oaths and Obligation - they cannot give anything away for free, nor can they take anything without giving something of equal value in return. A favor to return a favor. An oath will put a mutual obligation on both parties, and are binding. A Fae will have to make good on a promise, but they will makes sure that an involved human will do the same.

Background:

Aoife is young for a Fae, and as such is still a victim to her capricious and fickle nature. Many Fae of her age do not often meddle in the mortal realm, but Aoife - or Ava, as she lets most humans call her - lets her rash nature get the better of her. She flits through the mortal cities, enchanted by the humans she meets and the lives they lead - so short but so energetic. She has watched them grow for two centuries now, and the progress that they have made is incredibly, and their ingenuity is intoxicating.

[I was thinking that maybe I could play off her entering the service of Bain & Hoyle Company to some botched Oath or Obligation, making her bound in service to them for a time. This is just to get started, however, and I’m thinking that after her debt is repaid she will stay on for excitement value alone. However, I will need to work with someone to come up with the oath/obligation that lead to this.]