Estylwen

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Dlayeth, what a beautiful work of text! I love your writing style. It looks like we'll be having ourselves a little chase here, thanks for posting. =w=

Ves, Xiga, Nytem4re, looking forward to your posts. ;3

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It's all good, Wrens. Mistakes are totally fine. XD

So who's posting next? ^_^

Xiga said
I apologize for not posting earlier. I posted that message as I had 3 hours left before going to the airport, and then I had to fix my travel music so I never got around to do so x.x I realize I might be delaying the roleplay by failing to post at my given time, so if you want me out, I understand. Happy role playing anyway!!!!!!

No need to worry, Xiga. What Dlay said (and Andre said rather eloquently), maybe you're slower coming around. I'll give you a few more days to post, but I want to wait for ya man.

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Nytem4re, thanks for the submission! Dlayeth told us you were coming. Lovely character and an amazing sample. The dark twist at the end was dynamite. I'm very excited to RP with you, welcome on board. :)

Andre, I appreciate the edit, thank you. ^3^

Wrensthav, excellent first post! :3 You don't need to edit it, but for future note, typically you refer to your charrie in third person. And to differentiate thoughts better, rule of thumb is to italicize them, and then you can refer in first person.

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Yay! I can think of one political muahaha I'd love to get underway... mehehe.

Also: interesting calender, did you want us to refer to days like that?

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Xiga said
Actually; Im heading to Malta tomorrow, for 5 days,so no internet connection for me. So.... Should I post now, or should I wait till i come back?(gonna try to contact GM on other than this ways)

What Andre said. Try to get in one post before you go, just to get the ball rolling. You can catch up when you get back, but I suspect you wont miss much. :)

EDIT: Andre, excellent first post! I liked it. Though I should have mentioned that soul-bodies cannot be punctured or bruised. Mortal bodies damage like that, but your souls do not. It's your advantage. Right now you feel exhausted and cold, despite being in a burning hot crater. Tired, woozy, a little sore from the landing, but not physically harmed. ^^

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Come on, guys. Still no IC posts? You're over-thinking it, I'm not expecting too much from first posts. Do we need an order of posts? Cuz anyone can post right now. I could line us up, but I'm not sure how far anyone is on their writing. XD

Xiga, you get a cookie.

Andre, your Charrie is perfect. I'll add him in soon. Love the shimmering hair, by the way. :3

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Nah, let's get this party started. Andre and Dlay's friend still have time to submit CSs while we start everyone's first post. There's not really an order of posts we need. Posting back and forth between two people is allowed a few times (especially if you're fighting), then someone else needs to post. We'll try and make it all the way around the circle for the most part, though. And if anyone falls too far behind, I'll help ya out.

Ready to explore Atlas? :3

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***

Heat waves rippled off the fresh impact crater of the comet. Dust and smoke spewed, spitting small rocks on the foliage surrounding the crater. The air took on a metallic taste as it tried to clear. Huge gusts of wind blew from above, flushing the smoke and debris. The crater, still steaming from impact, was about the size of a house, maybe a little deeper. 

You awake to a bright blue sky walled by steaming dirt. A number of other people lie around you, also struggling to move. You feel exhausted. Cold. Your memory is blank. 

At the very center of the crater a small white cat laid motionless, burn marks covering its face and paws. Its leather vest still smoked, and the small sword it carried glowed red. The cat's tail twitched, and it mewed softly. 

The land around the crater was ash and embers, but beyond that was a thick ring of forests with towering trees. To the right of the crater a large path of grass twisted into the  woods, disappearing among the bushes. Beyond that, the sound of babbling water bounced off the tree trunks. The air from the greenery was fresh and humid, a refreshing change from the stink of charred embers. 

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Finished my charrie!~ :3

Evelyn Keove

Name: Evelyn Keove 

Age: 41 (appears young 20's)

Gender: Female

Race: Eruikan Wood Elf

Weapons:
--An elvish sword at the side of her hip, an ornate conduit of magic, the blade is able to adapt and take on characteristics of any type of destructive magic the wielder so chooses.  

Equipment:
--Black and embroidered gold mage robes fitted to compliment the body. It also comes with three fashionable layers of hoods. She typically wears two out of the three. 
--Leather belt with pouches. 
--Black slippers. 

Inventory:
--Ring of keys. 
--Leather notebook.

Appearance: 
Evelyn didn't take on any characteristics of her human mother. She looks elf, through and through. Her hair is a feathery silver, parted at the side. She layers it short, ends barely meeting her collar bone. Grey eyes, pointed ears, smooth and pale skin. Her smile can light up a room. Elves don't need a lot of muscle to be powerful, such a Evelyn's case. She's slender, maybe a bit short for an elf. There are old scars on her wrists, reminding her of times she drowned in her sadness. 

Background:
Born to an elven father and human mother, Evelyn started life in strange circumstances. Magic had brought her parents together, and they abandoned their old lives in the name of love. Marriage between races wasn't common at all, and the townsfolk loved to talk. Their family didn't venture out much until Evelyn's mother passed away from sickness. To lighten the grieving heart of his daughter, Ilrune showed her his old books of lost treasures deep underground, of legendary creatures across the sea, and the history of Ravenfell. He gave his private collection of spell books, teaching her how to read it once, and remember it forever in a Mind Palace. After a taste of knowledge, Evelyn knew she couldn't stop there.

As soon as she could, Evelyn traveled abroad, searching for the secrets of the land. Money ran thin, so she turned to the Thieves Guilds hidden among the sewers of Ravenfell's great kingdoms. They taught her how to blend in, how to wield blades, how to speak. In return, she completed the jobs they offered. 

The first time she killed someone, it was simply a case of 'wrong place, wrong time'. A vat of mead needed to be poisoned before the town officials arrived. The plan was to put the meadery out of business so another company could gain profit from the monopoly. Evelyn had successfully snuck in, poisoned the tank, and was about to leave when the owner himself came down the steps. Before he could call the guards, she incinerated him on the spot. It was the first time she ever set fire to a living being with magic. The rush was intoxicating, but seeing the charred remains of his body made her vomit. 

Seeking a better life and a more permanent home, Evelyn ventured to Arthroyeaux. The Court Mage had recently passed away, and she leapt at the opportunity. She requested an audience, and was soon before the King and his court. Evelyn claimed she was a noble who had traveled great lengths to serve His Majesty, and she told him of her heroic tales in magic, war, legends and ancient relics. 

Ten years after the passing of the Queen, King Vertreaux made Evelyn his new Court Mage, and she served happily until he too, passed away. Somehow, along the way, another one of the nobles of the court found out Evelyn's true past. They blackmailed her  into working strings of the crime empire in Arthroyeaux, and she was right back in her old life of deceit and underground power-struggles. She didn't loathe this turn of events -- she missed it. The thrill of inspiring fear in those who would cut into the kingdom's profit  was something she loved terribly. Destroying the lives of strangers, however, sank heavy in her mind. She rationalized that her actions helped His Majesty. Of course, if he ever knew her treachery she'd be hanged. 

At the change of Kings, Evelyn had her hand in who was chosen next, bribing individuals of the court for their cooperation. When the former King wrote his will, she advised on DuRant, saying he'd lead the people right. Her true reasons she kept to herself. It had taken her a while to unravel this secret -- the noble who blackmailed her wanted DuRant in by any means. He was close associates with someone, and it was they who found the information of her past. She had yet to identify the true mastermind, but it would only be a matter of time. 

When the court was reformed, Evelyn was one of the few who stayed, not just by coincidence. 

Personality: It depends on who you are. Evelyn's personality is very diversified given the different types of people she may or may not be inspiring fear in. Typically she can't contain her excitement on new secrets, and she's a lover of beauty. In the King's court, she is graceful in her words, modest, and the face of loyalty to her King. In the city's underground, her demeanor does a 180 degree spin. She's cunning, persuasive, intimidating. And after the day's sins are counted up, Evelyn sits by herself at the edge of her bed, feeling her heart die. Not that elves really sleep, anyway. 

Job: Court Mage, Advisor 

Skills:
--Magic (Destruction and Restoration she's an expert, knows a few spells of the other classes.) 
--Knowledge (Has a Mind Palace, a visual database of information in her head.) 
--Swordplay 

Traits:
--Keen senses.
--Less sleep needed.
--Elven stamina.

Magic:

Destruction:
--Firebolt
--Flames 
--Chain Lightning 
--Sparks (Can induce temporary paralysis.)
--Ice Spikes
--Frost

Restoration:
--Healing Hands
--Lesser Ward
--

Mysticism:
--Clairvoyance (Can find anyone.)
--

Alteration:
--Candlelight

[Plus other menial spells.]

Talent: 
Silver Tongue -- With a voice as sweet as hers, persuading people to do what she wants comes easy. 

Strengths: Evelyn feels secure when she's aware of everything going on in the kingdom. Knowledge is her high, and she'll go to great lengths to uncover a secret. Legend and lore is like candy. Magic is her edge in a battle, and feels that's one of her largest strengths. 

Weaknesses: She loves feeling powerful, and sometimes her arrogance can be her downfall. She also dislikes unpredictability, and easily panics when things aren't going as planned. The biggest mystery is how tied to the crime empire Evelyn is, and how much it keeps her up at night. 

Theme:
My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark -- Fall Out Boys
(Correlations: 'my songs know' means 'my theives told me', 'light 'em up' is her magic's destruction)

Quote: "The thieves are my eyes, the beggars my ears. Mouths open with a little coin. Nothing goes on in this city without my knowing." 

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This has me craving to play Skyrim. Like, right now. Haha, I'll have a CS for you tomorrow. :3