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Location: Submarine
Interactions: The Team



Dr. Bingley was just about to initiate communication with Kass but the danger outside of the submarine caused him to whip his head around at the others with fright. Viktor scowled at the abrupt rocking of the submarine as it interrupted the conversation he might have had with Daphne regarding her father. Unlike Alisa, Viktor only glanced out of a window, deducing he wouldn’t be able to see anything due to the lack of light. He instead marched toward Talon who had been successfully navigating the team until this occurrence.

Before Viktor could reach him, he heard Alisa stating she could see tentacles through the window, and then Kass over the comms channel confirming the threat being a giant squid. She immediately tasked the team, which was good. Viktor felt taking charge of the situation was a must but… he did not know how much he agreed with her instruction. He could grasp why the team couldn’t go on to just kill people, but a predatory creature seemed fair game. He felt like it was the best option and it might eliminate a future attack on someone else.

“Dr. Bingley, sit.” Viktor ordered the man while the rest of the team sprung into action. Dr. Bingley hesitated but took a seat beside Alisa while staring at the circular window across from him. He was visibly nervous as his hands gripped the edge of his seat.

“Your team can stop that thing no problem, right?” Dr. Bingley asked, hoping a positive answer from Alisa would assure him of his safety. Up at the front, Viktor spoke to Talon.

“Pay more attention to the sonar instead of trying to answer Cybergirl’s questions or write up a message for Nymph to smile at. We’re all depending on your focus… and your ability to use lethal force on a threat when necessary.” There were defensive weapon systems on the submarine, but they were both limited in capacity and not something one would use to simply scare the giant squid. Despite Kass’s orders, Viktor was prepared to kill the creature if he did not like how things were going outside.
In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Morning
Location: In the vicinity of the Dreaded Isles
Interactions: Lizzie @Tae, Helio @princess, Nym @Helo, Tigerlily @potter, Barboda @Alivefalling, and Tesoro @Infinite Cosmos
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If the crew aboard The Harem were observant they would have spotted a lone schooner sitting in the distance just east of their position before it started its approach.

“Hoist the black flag! Show them we're looking to talk out our negotiations.” Vellen Skolz appeared to be in command of the ship as others were quick to execute his orders. A black flag with the image of a gold-colored skull was hoisted up. The gold skull symbolized a vessel controlled by Captain Ardyn Croft.

“Those lot on that ship from what I could see ain’t parting with anything.” Rellen Skolz, Vellen’s rougher looking twin brother said with one hand on his hip and the other on the hilt of his sword. “I could have sworn I eyed that fool Tesoro and Nym of Vanarosa on board.” Vellen sighed upon hearing this.

“This yet another time I don’t know how we were ever born from the same womb. Those two being on the ship is a good thing. They know how things are supposed to play out. They pay Captain Ardyn’s tax and they’re to do whatever they like on these waters. Those two will know that. Tesoro is probably taking another stab at being a captain and tha-”

“No! He looked like the help on that vessel. You’ll see for yourself. You’re always so optimistic. Maybe that’s why Ardyn likes you so much.”

“You always say that, but I bet things will go smoothly.”

“And I bet they will go poorly.” The two Dark Elves pulled out their coin purses to make such a bet tangible and not just empty words. In the world of Avalia, the two Dark Elves had been dubbed the “Two Lesser Known Twins'' among their people. Vellen was the clever optimist while his brother was the ruffian that thought everything would turn into some sort of conflict. It’s part of why Ardyn paired the two together so frequently. As the schooner approached The Harem, positioning itself right beside it, Vellen showcased a warm smile. His brother forced his own smile for about two seconds before mean-mugging the members of Lizzie’s crew.

I really hope Vellen is right. I really want this to be easy. We still have slaves to deliver after this. And this boat really sucks. Liliana Perennia a Forest Fairy thought as she looked upon the ship they approached. She knew Vellen was quite good with his words, but Rellen was also here and he was always hoping for a fight.

“Greetings! Good morning crew! I like this trade ship you’ve acquired. It’s something good to start your pirating with.” Vellen's eyes looked upon all in his sight aboard the Harem. With the pleasantries out of the way, Vellen took a deep breath of the rich sea air. “Who might the captain of this charming vessel be? We have business to discuss and I think being on the same ship makes talking a lot easier.” He held a hand out as if to invite whoever the captain was onto the schooner. the crew had a total of ten including Vellen, Rellen, and Liliana.

In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Morning
Location: River Port
Interactions: Eris, “Valerie” @Tae
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Kaleb listened as Raven talked… a lot. His face didn’t display how much he felt she overwhelmed him and instead he nodded and smiled some as she spoke. She reminded him of those people that never got to speak to others much. They just kept things bottled up until someone was unlucky enough to ask about them. Kaleb had just become that unlucky person, but he technically asked for it. Damn…

Raven was quite the talent though and sure she talked a whole lot, but she was cool to be around. She could drink and have a good time, was a great little spoon to his big spoon, and more importantly she was a fan of his work. Net W for sure. He genuinely enjoyed her Harley Quinn impression and even chuckled at how well she performed. The self-conscious girl was gone for a moment until she apologized for simply being herself.

“Enjoy it? I mean I’ve been doing it my whole life. I would hope I enjoy it.” Kaleb chuckled, but his face quickly became stoic. “You and I aren’t so different. I mean you have a little more freedom on who you want to be and what venue you want to be that person at. I just get paid way more and get more exposure.” He managed a soft smile as he continued. “You like what you do and I think that’s something special, so don’t feel guilty about it. Own it.” Kaleb was buttering Raven up some more, but he also wanted to instill some confidence in her. “Or just pretend to own it. I mean you can be… Harley Quinn. She seems pretty confident. And I could be your Joker of course.” He nudged her arm with his elbow with a grin, ignorant to how toxic that fictional relationship tended to be.


In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Morning
Location: Myriamor
Interactions: Leaf @Helo
Mentions: Mika @Tae, “Rosarita” @potter




“So this one here is another platinum ama, so another 50.” A light elven female blacksmith said as she sorted out the amas Slick had acquired so far. He had told her he was stricken with color-blindness when he was just a boy and always had a hard time discerning the different types of amas. He promised to make a purchase if she helped him out, and she obliged.

“So I have more than I thought. Look at that! I sure am grateful miss. This is absolutely wonderful and I mean it.” Slick said with a smile. Amas weren’t so hard to understand once the blacksmith laid them out to him. Silver was worth one, gold was worth ten, and platinum was worth a clean fifty. With all the coins accounted for, Slick had 380 amas. I like it. The horse is 220, easy. Leavin’ me with uh… 180… no no no… 160, yeah that sounds about right. I hate math… but I love money. My dilemma.

He looked at the weapons on display and noticed the flintlock pistols and rifles.

“I’m not too much of a gun guy, but those are only good for one shot before you have to reload ‘em?” Slick was definitely a gun guy, but he playing stupid for some extra clarity.

“Correct, but they’re quite lethal.”

“Yes, if you miss or the thing jams, you will definitely… definitely die. Lethal indeed. I was hoping for somethin’ more reliable. Ranged with a good rate of fire. I know bows are plenty quick, but that depends on your skill. I’ve never used a crossbow, but the one’s I’ve seen take some time to reload.”

“Then the repeating crossbow is your best bet. It doesn’t boast the power of the flintlock, but it has a convenient rate of fire and you can tamper with the ammo if you have the right stuff.”

“How much?” Slick was grinning.

“65 amas.”

“And the bolts?”

Minutes later…

Slick walked out with his repeating crossbow slung on his back and a quarrel quiver at his hip. If Slick appeared confident before, he brimming with it now, The morning breeze blew gently against him as he made his way to Sturdy Stables. But oddly enough he spotted a particular group of folk, actually only one of them was particular and the others were just extra. His eyes locked on the familiar dark-haired beauty.

Rosarita… Yep, that’s definitely the other princess. Slick thought as he recognized Rosaria from the weird gizmo Mika used to communicate with her. He walked her way, but her group kept moving towards an establishment out of the way from Sturdy Stables. I’ll run into them folk later. I got a horse to buy. Slick suddenly changed directions and accidentally bumped into what he would call a “cat man.”

“Damn it! Watch where you’re going! You blind or- Oh shit, you got a damned cheetah! I am very sorry sir! I did not mean any harm! I swear! I am deeply apologetic sir.”


Purchase Total: Repeating Crossbow (65), 12 Iron Bolts (60). 125 amas spent from 380. 255 remaining
In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
90

Time: Morning
Location: Aldrakh
Interactions: Myra @13org
Mentions:



Myra's decision to accompany Astra was met with a low growl and narrowed eyes from Vrexen. “It is decided then.” Vrexen walked forward towards the group of Orcs Astra pointed out. Every one of the orcs towered him in their huddle, but he was not intimidated in the slightest. They were discussing assaulting some Dwarven scouts but were being hindered by the fact that Ironhold had not officially taken a side in the war.

“Sure, this attack is outside of the orders we received, but we can stomp those hairy runts in the hills right now when they least expect it.”

“You're right, but…”

“No buts. It's better to ask for forgiveness than… uh what was the word?”

“The desire for violence should not be hindered.” Vrexen speaking up caused the group to turn their attention to him. Many of them looked upon him with confused stares due to his appearance. “I am Vrexen, one of the eight demons brought here to help win your war and I wish to join you Orcs in stomping the hairy runts in the hills.”

“We don't need your help! Leave our sight, creature!”

“Should I leave your hearts as well?! Tell me, Orc! TELL ME!” Vrexen roared with a crazed toothy grin. The orc he was shouting at stepped forward with an ax in hand.

“Wait, brother! We can kill two birds with this one. He wants to kill and we want those Dwarven scouts gone. This red-faced creature does not appear to have another to answer to. He doesn't need orders and he looks capable enough.”

“I'd say kill him, but the big brain here has a point. And if this demon gets himself killed we won't have to see his ugly mug again.”

The ax-wielding Orc snarled before sighing.

“Fine. He can have his violence at his own expense and at our benefit. He kills them or they kill him… Or they all die in those hills. I'm fine with all outcomes.”

“There will only be one outcome.” Vrexen had calmed down a bit. There were a few chuckles and scoffs directed at Vrexen before the lead Orc pulled out a map to orient him to their location and where the Dwarven scouts had been spotted. His eyes scanned the map briefly before he started casually walking in the direction of his prey. He muttered to himself for a while before he started speaking aloud.

“Mother, I will show them! They shall know why Demons are superior. Why Avalia and the realms beyond it are ours to take! I will spill so much blood. I will peel skin from flesh and tear flesh from bone. I will feast on their organs and gnaw on their bones until they are ground to dust. There will be one… There will be one… There will be ONE! There will be one outcome! VIOLENCE! That is my gift to you mother.”



Meanwhile, where shit was normal… mostly at least.




The two ladies had walked off before things between Vrexen and the orcs got tense with Astra taking the lead.

“Despite the whole thing with losing that hippocampus which had the chance of causing us to crash and therefore kill us before we could make it here, I am quite proud of you Myra. I mean, I'm glad that you're aware that Vrexen is probably going to die.” Astra said seriously. She could not see how someone like Vrexen could thrive on the mainland. Daka was full of plenty of crazies and Yenworth was so dull that they probably saw Vrexen as a cool new attraction.

Myra seemed quiet and obedient enough to not cause life-threatening trouble. She also had that killer instinct if a situation got hairy.

“Stick by me and you'll live long and make plenty of amas, believe me.” Astra and Myra entered the market bazaar where all the items for trade and purchase were displayed in the open as opposed to having many different enclosed shops. There, both Orcs and Dark Elven soldiers perusing about. The two got some long looks, especially Myra with her exotic appearance.

“Is the little one for sale by chance? A female Orc at a pet stall asked.

“Depends on much you're willing to pay.” Astra said with a grin.

“400 amas.” The price caused Astra to stop and look at the woman like a deer in headlights.

“Come on, what do you take me for. That's far too little. She's sentient so she'd run the same price as a slave. 10,000 amas.” Astra winked at the Orc before peering down at Myra. “Remember that okay. I won't settle for less and neither should you. Now let's find someone who I can sell that painting to. Then the hippocampi and the boat. Oh and then I can buy us some more clothes!”
In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Morning
Location: Cheap Inn, River Port
Interactions: Eris, “Valerie” @Tae
Mentions: Annya @princess



Kaleb sipped his coffee as Raven apologized as he figured she would. He thought she could use some more confidence, but he could make that his little project for later. The supporting cast wouldn't be impressive, but he had to make them the best they had the potential to be. Besides, she’d get back to Earth strutting around like a badass. He felt his headache subsiding some of which was perfect since Raven was beginning to explain how she triggered her magic.

Emotions? It seemed so obvious, yet he hadn’t given it enough thought. There were only a few times if any that he felt somewhat emotional. The huge snakes scared the shit out of him for sure, but perhaps it was too soon for his powers to manifest. Other than that, he had a good grip on his emotions. To tap into such a thing didn’t seem difficult. He made his living off of digging deep and pulling out emotions to sell a scene.

Then Eris spoke. The wise Eris. Kaleb didn’t even notice himself perk up as she started to speak on magic. She confirmed and added to what Raven had said. Eris displayed her abilities while speaking on how the overreliance on emotions could be a bad thing and how it was best to simply use emotions to jump-start the use at the start. He held out his left palm wondering what magic he had been gifted with. His attention was then pulled to the three Eris’ in the room.

“Wow…” Kaleb was able to say before he received a warm kiss on his cheek from Eris’ illusion. Then with a snap, the duplicates vanished, leaving Kaleb to stare at the elf for a moment. He couldn’t tell if elven magic was that easy or if Eris was a master. What she could do was definitely impressive though.

When Eris asked about heading to breakfast, Kaleb looked down at his palm again.

“Hold up. Let me try something.” Kaleb said with a serious tone. He narrowed his eyes at the palm of his hand. Come on… Kaleb grit his teeth some. Come on… The look on his face intensified as the veins in his right arm started to show. COME ON! Kaleb sighed, giving up before getting up. “Let’s go get something breakfast and meet the damned princess.” Kaleb said with frustration lining his words. It caused a lone candle in the room to flare up some, but it was barely noticeable. Kaleb quickly got dressed after his failed attempt at using magic before he opened the door like a gentleman for the ladies in his company.

The three left the Inn and took to the streets to see the many armed civilians of River Port. They were all gearing up for Slime Day.

“You really cosplay/” Kaleb asked. It was information divulged the night prior. Kaleb wanted to know a bit more about Raven since he figured they’d be in the same company until this whole war in another realm was over with.
In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Morning
Location: Cheap Inn, River Port
Interactions: Eris, “Valerie” @Tae
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Kaleb simply watched Raven fidget and spoke nervously. Under different circumstances, he might have found her squirming amusing, but he knew the girl was troubled. Her words echoed back at him again, making him raise an eyebrow when she tried to give him the fakest look of assurance he'd ever seen.

The crumpled clothes in the corner, single bed, the alcohol-induced blackout… Maybe I should have been more specific.

“Wait wait wait. Hold up for a second. We… did not hook up last night if that's what you're thinking. I didn't want to say anything but just so we're clear, you balled your fucking eyes out the moment we got into the room. Crying about killing trolls that grabbed you and how you thought you were going to die. Then you cried about how you wished your friend… or I think she used to be your friend. Anyway, you wished you two stayed close and how she became some degenerate. My words, not yours by the way.” Kaleb paused to let that sink him before sighing. There was a little more. “And thhen you threw up on yourself while trying to take off some of what you were wearing. You actually thought you could just use your arm to cover your mouth…” Kaleb paused as he remembered how beaten down Raven already was. “We got you cleaned up. Mostly Eris though. Sure you vented the whole time about things I had no business knowing, but I think you needed someone to just listen. It's too bad you forgot you let it all out.”

And just then Eris returned to the room with the coffee. She mentioned this particular brew being able to cure hangovers which caused Kaleb to smile as he looked down at the coffee cup. This couldn’t be more perfect. He took a careful sip of his coffee as Eris took her place beside him.

“Hopefully I wasn't interrupting anything?”

“Not even. I was just filling her in on how we took care of her last night. And I know we agreed not to tell her because 1, It’s embarrassing, and 2, It’ll just make her feel like she owes us. This coffee is great by the way.” Kaleb didn’t think Raven feeling indebted to them was such a bad thing, which is exactly why he mentioned it in the first place. Modesty was not denial and the feeling of wanting to repay the two would stick like a glue trap. As he blew on his hot coffee, a sudden thought caused his attention to draw to Raven again. “Hey, how'd you figure out how to use your magic?”

Location: Submarine
Interactions: The Team



Dr. Bingley's enthusiasm was no surprise to the members of the team. The man was not particularly subtle when it came to his interests in certain members. Viktor watched and listened as the geneticist pestered about, now speaking to Daphne who visibly displayed her discomfort. He didn't understand why she was being so meek towards the man, and initially Viktor was going to leave it be. The mentioning of her powers in regards to the mission however, drew him to speak.

“Dr. Bingley. If you desire answers on Nymph's abilities, she's not the one to ask and here is not the place to find out.”

“Oh…” He hadn't expected Viktor's bluntness.

“Speak to me after the mission and Dr. Hall and I can speak to you on our findings.” Dr. Bingley's eyes lit up at the invitation, but he briefly looked at Daphne and wondered why she didn't seem to have a part in this matter.

“Sounds good. And your na-.”

“Dr. Bingley. You should focus you attention on speaking to the one leading our mission. Mirage is on comms.”

“Good idea.”
In Avalia 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Morning
Location: Sturdy Stables, Myriamor
Interactions:
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“What in the hell…” Slick stayed put as he stared at the stable containing the oversized lioness, but that wasn’t the only beast within the establishment that caught his eye. Oversized fowl and lizards too? These folk are wilder than I thought. Just when he thought he couldn’t be surprised, Avalia jumped up and spooked him with ease.

“Welcome to Myriamor’s Sturdy Stables. Something catch your eye? You seem interested in our rare selection.” A male fairy said as fluttered to Slick’s side. Slick raised his brow but kept his cool. Being alone meant he had no one else to help him blend in but himself.

“Interested? Maybe in lookin’ at the critters, but I’m a much simpler man. I’m lookin’ for somethin’ with hooves, a mane, and lackin’ the desire to steal my steak.” Slick was calm and cool as he spoke to the Forest Fairy.

“So the standard horse.”

“Standard? No, I’m lookin’ for the best you got. I like simple, but standard ain’t my style. You see, I'm a man with specific taste. Simple, yes, but it gotta be exceptional as well. You hear?” Slick clarified with a serious tone that caused the fairy to silently nod. He thought this guy spoke oddly, but knew his sort. The ones with the specific tastes were always so serious when it came to what they wanted. Some people literally waited several months for a black panther mount and he still hadn’t acquired it. The thing was, the stable owner knew once it arrived, it would be purchased the day it arrived. These types were annoyingly reliable in that way.

“The best horse then. Follow me, sir. They are a bit further down.” The fairy led Slick to the stabled containing horses but did not utter a word as he knew these particular buyers would handpick what they wanted. And he was correct as Slick visually inspected the horses within the stables.

“Now looky here. This one. He’s absolutely gorgeous… and I’m a lady’s man y’know.” Slick approached the palomino horse as if he had already decided. “Champ. Short for Champagne. A delicacy I could never formerly enjoy, plus it fits his appearance, right?”

“Champagne is nice… He’s an Oak horse so he’ll be pricier.”

“Pricier? How much you talkin’”

“220 amas.” Slick wasn’t sure if he had that seeing as he hadn’t figured out how amas worked yet and asking outright might blow his cover. He’d have to figure out pricing some other way.

“That’s a bit heftier than I thought it’d be. How ‘bout this. I’ll head out and get the amas, come back, and I’ll pay in full no problem. Deal?”

“No deal. Sorry. If someone comes through here with the amas and the desire for that horse, I’m selling it to them. It’s first come, first served.”

“I can accept that. Alrighty, I’ll be on my way and I guess I’ll have to be mighty quick if I want Champ there.” In reality, Slick had more than enough amas to purchase the horse, but he’d need a lesson on Avalian currency to figure that out first.

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