Estylwen

Souls of Atlas

Just found the theme for Souls of Atlas, which fits this RP like a glove because it talks about the Greek god Atlas, whom I tie certain themes around. Plus, I love wubbly wubs, so this is perfect. =w=

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Ves has fallen silent, so I'm calling him inactive until further notice. Xiga and Nytem have yet to post (how are those going, guys?) but I'm going to post tomorrow and move us to the water. Then we're booking shit after our poor little runaway, eh Dlay? As soon as we reach the village, you will be free to talk to whoever, do whatever, and immerse your new character into Atlas.

Elementals: Void Assault

There should be space for one more player. ;)

Cora Rishaw, Ice-type

Name: Cora Rishaw

Age: 18

Element: Lively Ice
Cora can convert water in the air to ice with such precision, it's possible for her to animate the ice. Example: Emerging from a burst of ice, the Ice dragon looks fluid and lively as it swims through the air, snapping its jaws and blowing shards of ice. But its intelligence is artificial as Cora controls it like a puppet on strings. But it definitely looks more formidable. She usually sticks to only a few animations; it's easier to think creative when there's less going on. Using her power too much results in a ripe migraine. 

Appearance: Cora is way too skinny, you can count her ribs. Scavenging for food when there is none leads to malnourishment. Her skin has a constantly clammy, cold feel to it. She's pale, almost sickly so. Other than the dark circles under her eyes, her skin is smooth and unmarred. Her hair is a chocolate-brown, messy and layered short; it barely reaches the bottom of her neck. She parts it from the side, letting her feathered bangs sweep across her eyelashes. She typically wears a thick, black hoodie and mask scarf around her neck. Ripped jeans cover her legs, and she has tattered shoes on her feet. 

Personality: She's insecure, and will do backflips (literally) for warmth and comfort. Those who have done a kindness to her she never forgets. She seeks happiness in other people, and in what little nature there is left. Though occasionally she is ruled by high emotion, and easily upsets herself if 'it's not fair.' People have called her a 'survivor' of sorts, she is well at adapting to her situation. Smart with her tongue, Cora is a decisive girl that can talk her way out of plenty of things. 

History: Off and on throughout her childhood Cora had instances she couldn't explain. Like waking up to her window covered in frost on a summer day. Or breathing mist in a warm room. The cold never bothered her, so it struck her weird when people told her how cold she felt. But she brushed it off as nothing.

Cora and her boyfriend attended Kung Fu for three years before the dojo shut down due to bankruptcy. Occasionally they took advantage of their complex roof and sparred each other, just to keep sharp. But they practiced less and less when they started skipping dinner.

Ever since Cora lost her job being a house cleaner for one of the rich snobs of the city, she had to turn to scavenging and stealing to live. There were no other jobs to be found, and her boyfriend, Jesse, couldn't support them both with his miner's paycheck. For almost two years she's gone out every day, but old food from before is hardly good anymore, food stamps are hard to swipe, greeneries are guarded like the holy grail. Plus, other scavengers are merciless.

One evening she actually did manage to break into a greenery and sneek away with as many plants as she could carry before security even knew. Jesse came home that evening to their small flat spruced up with so much green, he was speechless. "...Cora, you know this is illegal." 

"I did it for love." She smiled, offering him a carrot. "We're not going hungry tonight."

Presently, only a few plants remain in their secret garden flat. Food and water run thin once more.

Feel for element: Cora considers herself the closest thing to an ice cube--cold, solid, icy. But in the right arms she loves that feeling of warmth, melting her slowly. It's that philosophy that nothing's permanent, it's a destructive beauty that disappears when you glance away.   

Enchanted item: 
--Twin daggers that act like elemental conduits. The inscribed blades have a coat of frost patterned across the metal. 

Guardian: Irys, ice spirit



Looks very similar to the picture above. Irys is made of crystalline ice that has a faint glow, she can change her size and bioluminescence easily, sometimes pulsating light to communicate. She hovers effortlessly with subtle movement similar to a jellyfish. She speaks telepathically only to Cora. And although Irys has no combat skills, her sixth sense allows her to feel the location and emotions of living beings in a 20ish foot radius. 

Souls of Atlas

Actually, yeah. Feel free to post again while the others slowly get started. Most of us are still barely moving in the crater. Couple more posts and I'll move us to the water.

Andre Valias said
10 points to Estelwyndor!

I feel so nerdily awesome. =w=

Souls of Atlas

Dlayeth said
As usual, you like to flatter your roleplayers. And this is why I love you *glomps* Actually, I love you for many more reasons than that :P Thanks. ^^

And that is why I love you, Dlay. It's not flattery, I mean it.~ xD

Andre Valias said
So, while everyone else is posting, let's make them jealous and wanting by having a We Have Posted Tea Party! :'3

MMMYESINDEED,SIR.


Come on guys, I have faith in you. Posties for the poor! Posties for the pooooor! ;3

Tales of Eyreseum - The False King

No detail is lost in the eyes of an elf, but even Evelyn was a special case. Like the absence of a needed dusting even though the servants replaced all the chandelier's candles that morning. The frayed edges of an old tapestry near the back of the hall that looked neglected. Or the evident love bite Lady Fionne de Monte kept adjusting her hair over, sitting on the far side of the two tables instead of more in the middle. Her usual seat neighbored a noble who publicly despised her husband, and was caught running naked from her manor one night. That noble's seat was empty as well -- business leave, he claimed, even though he hadn't moved from his estate in days. It's highly possible her angry husband's men lurk just beyond his gates, but that's between you and me. Evelyn chuckled at the thought. 

Evelyn had always been a lover of music, but the only thing she enjoyed more than her research was using her keen sense of observation to mentally disrobe her fellow nobles of the court. It wasn't something they'd ever be aware of, but then, some of them were too ignorant to see the subtle shifts in power as those with influence fought for the King's favour. 

For formal events like these with the King in attendance, Evelyn never wore her Mage hoods, out of respect. Without her hoods hiding her face, she looked every part the beaming, beautiful advisor every king needed. Silver hair, soft eyes, elven ears pierced with gold. Her standing in the court was a good one--she was either admired or feared by most. A few she was uncertain about, namely Baron Lucius Garthois.

Evelyn and the baron had some questionable history. It was he who figuratively linked the first chain around her wrist, blackmailing her into rebuilding the Thieves Guild so many years ago. She got her hands dirty, but the fear she wielded silenced huge competitors and boosted the kingdom's profit. Turning the situation to her advantage, Evelyn became infamous in Arthroyeaux's under world. 

The mastermind to the whole crime empire still eluded her, and she wanted answers. One night, on an evening when Lucius was absent, she broke into his home office to find correspondences between him and an anonymous someone hidden away in his desk. Whoever that someone was, it was they who fed Lucius her life story and ordered her blackmail. To her frustration, she never found clues on exactly who, but she kept some of the letters as leverage. 

It just so happened that earlier that day Evelyn pulled Baron Garthois aside and questioned him on the letters. He wasn't alarmed she knew, at least he made no show of it. "Come to the recital tonight. Things will become a little more clear, I assure you." 

So when the Baron and His Majesty had their quiet discussion, Evelyn's keen ears picked up every word. Lights shone in her eyes as she pieced the puzzle together, murmuring wordlessly under her breath. The mastermind had been here all along. And she couldn't help but feel relieved. 

"Evelyn, are you enjoying the performance as well?"

She politely leaned in. "Your Majesty, nothing compares to the glory your presence brings tonight. Even more so now, though I was expecting something more dramatic from Baron Garthois."

Elementals: Void Assault

Xzayler said
Year? 2014 :PAlso in the RP though it is a sort of alternate universe where Vygorns exist and took control without the humans knowing it.

Hesoca said
To add to what Xzayler said, this RP is going to focus a ton on action, combat, and character interaction.

Ah, I see. Thank you. I also thought of another question: how does the world look? How cramped is cramped when you talk about the cities, how poor is poor? Are the cities fenced in, is it just desert out there under the trash? How trashy is it inside the cities? Where does food come from if there's little nature left? Is it synthesized?

Sorry, I like getting a feel for your world. It's easier to create characters that way.

Elementals: Void Assault

I'm quite intrigued by this role-play. These kinds of stories are my favourite. If you were still needing people I have an idea for an Ice-type character, and it would seem you have an opening for that. But I do have a few questions: 1) What year is it? 2) What standards do you want with your RP? I have a preference for high-casual.

Appocalyptic Magic Roleplay

I'm intrigued too!~ I love these kinds of stories. When do you think the OOC will be up? :3

Tales of Eyreseum - The False King

'Ornate' is such a good descriptor for swords. I've used it, Andre's used it, now so has Suppy. =w=
Both CSs are quite amazing, Supremacys. The more the merrier!~ Mirabelle is seriously scaring me and I think she'd make for a great game of cat and mouse with the deceit in the court. Evelyn would have her hands full.

Tales of Eyreseum - The False King

Oh hi, Dlay!~ You should really consider joining. We could have such devious fun. ^_^