FateWeaver

Celestial Bonds: The Fateful Few

@Apollosarcher I am as well. You have the bow, correct? I'd be down to work with that.

Celestial Bonds: The Fateful Few

I still need a partner for my brawler force mage. Kind of wild and hard-headed. Mostly heavy-hitting short ranged and defensive combat abilities. I've only got the basics in mind, so I can still switch things up as needed.

@apollosarcher I think what I have for now would work best alongside an archer, if you're interested.

Anyone else feel free to message/mention me and we can talk.

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Morgan Selwyn

Morgan smiled, raising a hand in a small wave as Kiara greeted him. She held a canvas, and paint was smeared across one of her cheeks and parts of her face. The colors contrasted sharply with her pale skin and bright red hair, but made her no less enticing. The Faerie held his attention long enough that he didn't even notice the other girl's nudity until she was introduced. While Samantha did not have the same otherworldly allure, she was no less stunning. Morgan's hand raced his blood to his face, flicking his scarf up over the lower half of his face as he quickly turned his gaze back to Kiara and the gift she held for him.

Just as he took it into her hands and opened his mouth to speak, Samantha asked something about a smell. Morgan frowned under his scarf, glancing over to the smoke. Before he got the chance to speak the other girl was up and clinging to Kiara for dear life. The sight made his face and neck burn all the more, and some part of his mind idly wondered if his nose might start bleeding. The source of the smoke drew his attention however, and was revealed to be Sulleykaar. Of course. Who else but the dragon?

"Fairly well, actually," Morgan replied in a carefully neutral tone. He still couldn't be sure exactly where he and Sulley stood. It was kind of a pain, actually, considering they shared a room. Not to mention the mutual interest in a certain Faerie. "How is your break coming along?" he asked in turn. He held Kiara's painting close to himself, but was careful not to touch the wet paint or let his clothes smudge it.

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No time now, but I promise I'll post when I get home from work.

Celestial Bonds: The Fateful Few

Alright, after looking around for a bit I've decided to run a Mage for this. I'm thinking a focus on kinetomancy and raw force, perhaps with a dabbling in elementalism. Any interested Knights feel free to message me. Don't have time to start a sheet today, so I can adapt to pretty much anything you throw at me.

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roleplayerguild.com/topics/125055-of-s..

if any of you want to check it out Silent and i have taken Sulley and Kiara and started working on a somewhat weekly posted story.

@FallenTrinity

And now I have something to read while I'm waiting for posts.

Celestial Bonds: The Fateful Few

You've got my attention.

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Morgan Selwyn

^{Mentions: Kiara @Silent Observer, Samantha, and Sulleykaar @FallenTrinity}

As the little river began to widen deepen, Morgan shifted the focus of his talents. A tendril of water, formerly suspended in complex loops by his will, slipped silently back into the flow. The river began to deepen, and rather than move to one bank or the other the Warlock focused on the water immediately surrounding his feet. The pressure of the liquid changed around him and within a few steps he left the sandy bottom of the river behind. While not quite walking on water, he was wading in a river far deeper than he should have been able to.

Ahead there was another bend. Morgan guessed that when he reached it he would finally be able to see the lake. It did not take long to confirm this, and he smiled at the wide expanse of water surrounded by trees. It reminded him of the lake back home, though there were no mountains in evidence as a background. Besides that, newer memories of the area were far more interesting than reminders of home. Curious, Morgan scanned the shores of the lake as he neared it. From where he was approaching, it wasn't particularly difficult to spot the familiar flash of cherry-red locks. A patch of white fur was nearby, and another figure that didn't stand out quite so well. So she was there, but not alone. Regardless, it brought another smile to his face.

Then a roar that disrupted the water and his focus shook the forest. Morgan fell gracelessly into the water, barely managing to voice a sharp complaint before slipping below. Winning his way to the surface with a scowl, the Warlock silently cursed the dragon. Somehow, he still managed to get in the way.

Now that he was in the water, it was far easier to speed his swimming than it would have been to get upright and above the water again. Doing so, he quickly gained the shore a short distance from Kiara and her companions of the moment. Once on dry land, he flicked his wrist contemptuously. The errant water remaining in his clothes and hair dispersed, causing a light dew to form on the nearby foliage. Thus dry, he started his barefoot way towards the Faerie that held his attention so. He approached quietly, but without attempting to hide his coming.

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@Silent Observer
I'm trying to decide if I want to bring in one of Niall's siblings or one of his pack mates or not. You may have too many sexy ships to deal with lol

@Aspen Wren

I wouldn't mind one of them wondering what might've happened to the tiny splice. I'm having trouble thinking of a reason for her to get up this early when there's nothing important to do. Lazy bum.

Morgan will probably be arriving at the lake soon, once I get time to finish a post. I was going to have him run across some of the others but they all seem to have run into one another.

The Absent King

I'm back, guys! Seems we're on hold for the moment, but I'll certainly be sticking around and hoping to continue. Hope things aren't too bad.