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5 yrs ago
Current What lies in the hearts of the drae if not madness? - Ma'doc
5 yrs ago
Replies will be coming out in a few days. Been down sick.
5 yrs ago
"Fly you fools!"
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6 yrs ago
To everyone waiting on replies. They most likely will be out tomorrow or Saterday. I need to get a part for my computer!
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6 yrs ago
Sorry if replies are a bit slow. Dealing with a headache.
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Hello! I'm LadyRunic! But you knew that...

I love most types of Role Play, but by far my favorites are those that are well thought out and worked with. Especially when you can find a group you can work well with. I love books- So many books. It's a running bet that I will become buried under a pile of said objects one day... I'm a tad busy, and when an Rp really catches my interest I'm inpatient for posts. It's like reading a good book and getting stuck on a cliff hanger.

You can generally expect posts regularly once a week if not more.

I've RP'd for the better part of fourteen years, so I can honestly say I have some experience and I've developed the understanding of what I expect of a partner in a one-on-one or a group. I'm also the sort who will speak up and point out something if it looks off or forms a problem to me. I spent most of a year once stuck in a Voice Chat Rp that was hell on Earth, so I'm straight forward when I need to say something. I expect this in return from my Rpers and DMs. I want to improve my writing and love constructive criticism.

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@NanoFreakV2 @nohbdies Day 14. Last day to post.
@Mister Thirteen That's fine by me.
Ryssa was considering slipping off to find a shadowy spot to doze, for she slept lightly, when Neriad approached her. Shape blue eyes watch the stick sail her way as a hand caught it easily. As the man backed off and took a stance for fighting with the damnable captain noting he'd rather neither of them died, Ryssa was tempted to bonk him on the head with the stick. With a reluctant sigh, 'he' uncooked from the sand and dusted the sparse grains from his hands with a finance at the warrior who was asking for a fight. Idiot.

Tempting as it was to wait him out, which was something she could do as Ryssa was a very patient person, it wasn't in the best interest if she wanted the rest if the group to leave her alone. She could already hear the damned captain's mocking voice as he accused her, or rather Rys, of being a moody sore spot. Not that she wasnt... But he did not need to put it like that! Shifting her stance, the supposed man didn't bother with taunts or games. Rushing Neriad as their stick came up to strike at the foreigner's middle area. Ready to whirl the stick up to block the return blow, the whirl back with a hand freeing itself to throw sand into the man's face. Rys didn't fight fair or for fun. He fought to survive and reach Egypt after all.
@NanoFreakV2 @nohbdies Day 10 warning. 4 days left to post.
Kinda figured that! Lol



Rhys Asher



Location: The castle




Rhys glowered at the crowd about him. He despised people, and while already in a horrible mood he was sorely tempted to let the streets run with blood. Wizard blood. If innocents got in his way? What of it? The royal family, the Extra Ordinary Wizard and all of them, Rhys would enjoy to see them die. Slow deaths mind, deaths that would give him the power and control he sought. Shoving his hands in his pockets he kept the air of a impatient town folk. Looking about the sea of faces for any familiar ones.

And he was rewarded by noticing none other than Fleur. The one woman who left his home alive, and the few who left whole and intact. Sliding through the crowd and casting charming glances at women who looked his way, the rogue Wizard made a wandering, meandering path towards the infamous woman and possible solution to his problem of Ernie. He didn't want to kill the man, just persuade him that helping was the best- and only- option. Upon drawing close enough he kept trailing after the woman. "Well, well. Hello there my lovely minx. A fair day to see a fair woman like yourself."


Ayita Dyrkin & Richard Laine




Location Blackbird
{"Loyalty."}





Ayita grabbed Allison's shoulders. Cursing as her friend went down hard, Richard was on his feet in a matter of mere seconds. The younger Laine felt a twinge of comfort even as she snarled away her elder brother's aid. Allison was hers. Hers in the sense that the younger girl had Ayita's completely and utter loyalty and love. Not the gooey love that Guin- who was owed a good smack down for hurting Richard- or the speedsters had. But she felt a pack bond as the wolves would consider it, with the young woman. Same as Richard, and perhaps stronger Hovering over Allison as the blond recovered enough to make it to a seat, Ayita was joined by her brother in the monitoring. This time she didn't snarl him away as Charlie was also there as well. Giving the young man a pointed look, Ayita turned to attention to Allison. There was no point in asking the question that was written on her face when everyone else had already asked it.

Richard felt his heart skip a beat as Ayita snarled at him. Looking ready to take more than a mere bite out his flesh. The assassin however couldn't stop from hovering protectively by sitting next to Allison and her furry protector- currently in a human form. Hearing Nina's call about anyone needing help the Adder smirked and gave a sharp call back to the woman he had fought prior. "Yell, yell, yell! I need help, Nina my dear. So much help. I'm in agony from the torment of being without your charming smile!" His sister gave him a look that spoke volumes about his intelligence or lack thereof, but she merely shook he head. To Ayita, Richard was a brother and it took a second sometimes to remember that he was also a 'male' of a species. And thus prone to stupidity. As she had told him. When he was telling her the same thing about her gender.
@BlueSky44 Will post tonight.
That I do not know. Lol. Probably not.
Ryssa leaned back in the shade. While she wasn't keen on approaching the fighters and less fond of approaching the captain. Listeing to the ebb and crash of the waves and swells of the ocean. She closed her blue eyes to slits. Looking peaceful for once, as she listened to the chatter of the ship. Gossip would tell her more than approaching the others. That and she was rather edgy about approaching the fighters. The boy was easy to fool. Harmless to fight. The rest of the crew? Not so much.
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