I have no problem with Sariloth not joining the main party. I was planning on playing her like that anyway. As far as I can tell, neither of my characters will be part of the main group, but intersecting parts that come and go as needed. I work a lot and have a bunch of obligations so people waiting for me to post for hours at a time isn't what I want.
Plus I'm not much on making "good" characters that tag along in a group and fight the baddies. I may make a mercenary (i can handle bunches of characters at once), but we will see where we are after the IC is up and chugging along.
Two of the three characters mentioned as OP are mine... I thought 20,000 was a relatively small number. And she just breathes fire... :(
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FrozenEcstasy said
... he's not actually very talkative in the normal sense, more over in the "I'll bite your fucking head off" category of talkative.
Dragon. Orc. Need I say more? I'm going to go lay down.
I'm annoyed at the carelessness and stupidity of this woman and it is effecting how I talk to people.
FrozenEcstasy said
Honestly not what I meant by the encounter at all.His magical ability by the way, comes from his SINGING. Song is something present in all life, even if it is crude frog croaking, or simple wind blowing, err, in other words, his ability is provoking nature through his voice. ASSUMING that dragons are close to nature, I figured she'd be intrigued by the way his ability effects her, even though rather minutely, since she is a sentient creature, and not mindless and completely feral. Like it says, his ability is currently only a bit above parlor tricks, he's no nature Mage, but the magic is potent enough to be considered arcane.Also, he probably won't don that purple get-up for awhile once the RP has started. Whenever I roleplay this character he's always inconspicuous and extremely average at the beginning, only to show his hidden graces as things go on. So he'll be in commoners clothing at the start, and once the group gets together and starts traveling they'll eventually come across Naeri where he will wear his shit to please the eyes.
I was looking forward to the purple, honestly.
And you could be absolutely right. I guess I'm all about riding dragons, not entertaining them. Something about taming feral beasts has always intrigued me.
Dance while you sing though. And definitely wear the purple. I'm definitely over simplifying it but if you walk out of the woods and start singing, she's gonna want to eat you because you're making her head feel all funky and obviously could become a potential threat. But I see a lot of good in this idea. Lots and lots.
Wear the purple.. with bells... and possibility whistles.. and a hat. I'm babbling.
Aristo said
I think this RP could use a map.
It has one. :)
NewSun said
You just wish you were as grossly incandescent as me. Besides, you can't even touch me, i'm the next monarch, not merely a pawn of fate. Also now I know you are a fan, don't look at my character. He's totally wearing a full set of Faraam. Don't judge me. Also fuck you. I still don't know why I went to that damn shrine. ;)
So...(buttons). Who wants to explain what I just read?
If you want to try and charm a 1,500 year old female dragon with belly dancing and minor magical abilities, feel free.
I'm not attempting to be standoffish, I just think it may be a bad idea. The first thought I had of a purple clad belly dancer dancing in front of her was 'Tasty.'
The dancing may amuse her, though. It possibly would, now that I think about it more. I would be more concerned about what happens when he stops dancing. Sariloth isn't much for talking, either. Even telepathically.
Who knows. Maybe your symbolic willpower roll will beat hers and you'll have a new pet.
EDIT: I'm being jerkish. I apologize. I just broke up with my girlfriend and she doesn't know yet because she's sitting in jail. <----True story.
I'm not attempting to be standoffish, I just think it may be a bad idea. The first thought I had of a purple clad belly dancer dancing in front of her was 'Tasty.'
The dancing may amuse her, though. It possibly would, now that I think about it more. I would be more concerned about what happens when he stops dancing. Sariloth isn't much for talking, either. Even telepathically.
Who knows. Maybe your symbolic willpower roll will beat hers and you'll have a new pet.
EDIT: I'm being jerkish. I apologize. I just broke up with my girlfriend and she doesn't know yet because she's sitting in jail. <----True story.
FrozenEcstasy said
Also, Sam and the Dragon lady will have interesting confrontations.
If they cross paths. :) I'm more than happy to make it so that they do.
Character Sheet
Essential Information
Name/Aliases: Sariloth
Sex: Female
Race: Dragon
Age: 15 (Dragon years. 1,500 in human years)
Appearance: Sariloth is a rather typical looking dragon. The majority of her body is covered in pearlescent scales that range from deep crimson to purple, touching on pink and blue hues in between. Though beautiful, the scales have hardened as she has aged, shattering most weapons when they strike her. Sariloth's underbelly is tan with tightly clustered scales. Unlike dragons of lore, this is not a weak spot. Just as strong as the rest, these scales protect against strikes from beneath, provided that the foe is capable of reaching her underbelly.
She stands at nearly forty-five feet in height and is over a hundred feet from the tip of her snout to the curl at the end of her tail. About halfway down her back, two massive wings protrude and cloak the majority of her back, ending just below her neck. Formed form a substance with the texture of leather, the flexible matter is drawn taut over jointed bones that allow Sariloth to make sharp turns and collapse them to her back, causing a steep dive. When extended fully, each is the length of her body. Rigid, upright spines travel the length of her spine, culminating in deadly spikes at the tip of her tail. Horns cascade down from just above and behind golden orbs that pierce the darkest of nights. Slits of black constrict and expand, allowing her to see long distances in great detail. Her maw seethes hot breath that laps over teeth that will shred steel and iron with little effort. Each
Sariloth is a fire breather.
Due to her magical nature, Sariloth is capable of taking a humanoid form. Her eyes, however, remain the same. Strawberry locks flow from her head like a crimson waterfall, reaching her mid back. Her form is formidable, but not oversized. She stands amidst five feet. The illusion she casts causes her wings to form her clothing: tanned leather. She does not carry weapons because the illusion can be reversed nearly instantaneously. As it is but an obfuscation of her true nature, the body retains the hardiness of its counterpart. Swords and pikes break against her skin and arrows cannot pierce her flesh.
Personality: The dragon does not abide by the rules of humans and does not prescribe to philosophy of good and evil. Unlike modern lore, Sariloth is rather feral. She speaks the common tongue but will not do so in her dragon form. She is only quick to anger when offended. She does not find value in compassion and does not choose sides based on right and wrong. The toils of the humanoids do not cause her to act.
History: Sariloth was hatched when the dragons' numbers were great and humans feared their existence. She matured on the volcanic island of Bolecawn. The waters that separate her from the mainland were easily traversed once flying became second nature. For much of her life she was but a shadow in the sky since she did not lust for golden trinkets or the flesh of humans. Sariloth is one among a few that still exist in Enduwin. Few even believe in her existence, mistaking the flittering shadow that floats above the clouds as a great bird of prey.
Her life is a solitary one. She has no mate and does not seek out other dragons for company. The warmth of the volcanoes soothe her and settle her ancient mind.
Optional Information
Magic (Mundane or Arcane): Arcane. Besides being able to cast the illusion of her humanoid form, she is capable of manipulating fire in both forms. She is able to communicate telepathically in her reptilian form.
Sounds like tea and crumpets to me. Alright! I'll pick them up. My mom has like ten different copies and has begged me to read them time and time again.
Also, I suppose Ayenee ruined most wizards and magical beings for me. I started interactive writing during a power struggle the likes of which I have never seen portrayed in any book or movie. While some god-mod characters existed, most legitimately deserved the powers they held. I wrote thousands of paragraphs evolving and training my main character into a creature that wouldn't be allowed into this or any RP on The Guild. It wasn't because I wanted to destroy all and rule over them but because I wanted to survive and keep my favorite creation alive.
Fighting a demon? Absorbed one. And a fallen angel.
Create sun grade explosions? Wipe out an entire clan in a single move because they murdered your IC mother and the family wolf.
I'm not boasting. I am glad things calmed down. But it is hard to get excited when you have seen some really creative ways of playing characters from the time you were eleven.
Essential Information
Name/Aliases: Sariloth
Sex: Female
Race: Dragon
Age: 15 (Dragon years. 1,500 in human years)
Appearance: Sariloth is a rather typical looking dragon. The majority of her body is covered in pearlescent scales that range from deep crimson to purple, touching on pink and blue hues in between. Though beautiful, the scales have hardened as she has aged, shattering most weapons when they strike her. Sariloth's underbelly is tan with tightly clustered scales. Unlike dragons of lore, this is not a weak spot. Just as strong as the rest, these scales protect against strikes from beneath, provided that the foe is capable of reaching her underbelly.
She stands at nearly forty-five feet in height and is over a hundred feet from the tip of her snout to the curl at the end of her tail. About halfway down her back, two massive wings protrude and cloak the majority of her back, ending just below her neck. Formed form a substance with the texture of leather, the flexible matter is drawn taut over jointed bones that allow Sariloth to make sharp turns and collapse them to her back, causing a steep dive. When extended fully, each is the length of her body. Rigid, upright spines travel the length of her spine, culminating in deadly spikes at the tip of her tail. Horns cascade down from just above and behind golden orbs that pierce the darkest of nights. Slits of black constrict and expand, allowing her to see long distances in great detail. Her maw seethes hot breath that laps over teeth that will shred steel and iron with little effort. Each
Sariloth is a fire breather.
Due to her magical nature, Sariloth is capable of taking a humanoid form. Her eyes, however, remain the same. Strawberry locks flow from her head like a crimson waterfall, reaching her mid back. Her form is formidable, but not oversized. She stands amidst five feet. The illusion she casts causes her wings to form her clothing: tanned leather. She does not carry weapons because the illusion can be reversed nearly instantaneously. As it is but an obfuscation of her true nature, the body retains the hardiness of its counterpart. Swords and pikes break against her skin and arrows cannot pierce her flesh.
Personality: The dragon does not abide by the rules of humans and does not prescribe to philosophy of good and evil. Unlike modern lore, Sariloth is rather feral. She speaks the common tongue but will not do so in her dragon form. She is only quick to anger when offended. She does not find value in compassion and does not choose sides based on right and wrong. The toils of the humanoids do not cause her to act.
History: Sariloth was hatched when the dragons' numbers were great and humans feared their existence. She matured on the volcanic island of Bolecawn. The waters that separate her from the mainland were easily traversed once flying became second nature. For much of her life she was but a shadow in the sky since she did not lust for golden trinkets or the flesh of humans. Sariloth is one among a few that still exist in Enduwin. Few even believe in her existence, mistaking the flittering shadow that floats above the clouds as a great bird of prey.
Her life is a solitary one. She has no mate and does not seek out other dragons for company. The warmth of the volcanoes soothe her and settle her ancient mind.
Optional Information
Magic (Mundane or Arcane): Arcane. Besides being able to cast the illusion of her humanoid form, she is capable of manipulating fire in both forms. She is able to communicate telepathically in her reptilian form.
Chrononaut said
They fought mid fall ALL THE WAY DOWN, FOR A PRETTY LONG TIME. Then they landed in deep water and it became more slime than fire, and he fought it til it ran off through the caves to the outside world. Then he followed it up a thousand steps to a ancient tower, where to the locals it must have looked "like a storm" as he described it. Then he threw the balrog off the side of the mountain. Then Gandalf basically died and came back. SO YEAH, GANDALF'S TERRIFYING. READ THE BOOKS.
Sounds like tea and crumpets to me. Alright! I'll pick them up. My mom has like ten different copies and has begged me to read them time and time again.
Also, I suppose Ayenee ruined most wizards and magical beings for me. I started interactive writing during a power struggle the likes of which I have never seen portrayed in any book or movie. While some god-mod characters existed, most legitimately deserved the powers they held. I wrote thousands of paragraphs evolving and training my main character into a creature that wouldn't be allowed into this or any RP on The Guild. It wasn't because I wanted to destroy all and rule over them but because I wanted to survive and keep my favorite creation alive.
Fighting a demon? Absorbed one. And a fallen angel.
Create sun grade explosions? Wipe out an entire clan in a single move because they murdered your IC mother and the family wolf.
I'm not boasting. I am glad things calmed down. But it is hard to get excited when you have seen some really creative ways of playing characters from the time you were eleven.
I'd be up for the dragon conversation.
I mostly joke about Gandalf because he always seems to do nothing. I'm sure he is bad ass but you never see it. I don't know if they described the battle with the Balrog in the books but for all we know (based on the movies) they're down in that pit sipping tea and playing backgammon. "I guess I should get back to the hobbit. He's probably nervous by now." "Alright dude, Dap it! And the stairs are over there." I suppose that I should pick them back up now that I'm older. They just left a bad taste in my brain the first time though. Anyway. Back on topic!
I mostly joke about Gandalf because he always seems to do nothing. I'm sure he is bad ass but you never see it. I don't know if they described the battle with the Balrog in the books but for all we know (based on the movies) they're down in that pit sipping tea and playing backgammon. "I guess I should get back to the hobbit. He's probably nervous by now." "Alright dude, Dap it! And the stairs are over there." I suppose that I should pick them back up now that I'm older. They just left a bad taste in my brain the first time though. Anyway. Back on topic!
I tried to read the books. And I tried to watch the films. Dragonlance was always more my thing. I don't particularly like Tolkien's writing style. I know, I know. That's blasphemous. I couldn't get into them at all. So he isn't a human. But that doesn't make him awesome or cool. Just old. Really, really old. But I can tell that I am dealing with an avid lover of the novels and I won't hate on your love of them. Raistlin is a real wizard though.
I will have a dragon for you soon.
I will have a dragon for you soon.
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