my Lalia

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@RomanAria
Aria!!!! Hi :)

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@ViolentViolet
Oh? You from London or Sarina area?

Dragon Age: Vagabond Souls

Can I ask what you have in store for this rp? Like what's some of the drama that's going to get our characters together?

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I live close to Windsor, but I live in the country.

Yeah, I drop it to two posts once everyone has had a chance to post a few times.

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@my Lalia
Really? Where are ya? Maybe we can chill out if we're close enough :3

@Eleventhfret@karamonnom
*clear throat quietly* DO NOT RAPID FIRE POSTS. Meaning, you will wait for someone else to post before you go again. If you want to post more, then type quality instead of quantity of posts.

Thought I'd nip the problem at the bud before you two started off all over the place while the rest of us are being courteous and waiting.

@ViolentViolet

I'm from southern Ontario.

As a side note, in my rps, that I am GM in, I have a 3 post rule.

So, you post
1post
2post
3post
you post again

Delete

To whoever updated the Gem Gods Lore in the pad, awesome job! :)

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@ViolentViolet

Yay! Another Canadian!

Dragon Age: Vagabond Souls

Her Staff

Name:
Brea Lovell
Race:
Human
Class:
Mage, Rift Mage/fire

Personality:

Brea is a bit of a free spirit and loves to study forbidden arts, does that mean she practices them? No, she simply wants to know why people fear certain things. She also has a serious side and won't stand for being a door mat.
She loves people, even if people don't always like her but she doesn't care. She can be a hard person to piss off, so if you happen to do so it's time to run. She dislikes arrogant people and people who think they are better than the minorities.

Bio:

Brea was the love child of an apostate and a bar owners daughter. Her parents never lived together, as her father wished to keep his family secret. He would visit for a while, which seemed to be the happiest of memories for her, as all her family were together. Her father would tell stories about his travels and would bring gifts for her and her mother. But all that happiness seemed to disappear the day she displayed signs of magic. In fear of being caught her mother kept her in the house until her fathers next visit. It seemed like forever to a little girl, but once her father was back he began to teach her how to control her magic.
this went on for a few years, but as her and her father returned to visit her mother Templars were waiting for them. A fight broke out but they were out numbered and were then taken to the circle in Orlais.
She never saw her father again and learned to hate the circle. She couldn't understand why she had to be locked away like some animal , when she was learning more from her father and other apostates than in the tower. She missed the wide open spaces and playing in the trees. Some of the apostates that they had camped with often asked if her mother was an elf, considering her love for nature.

But sadly she was stuck in the circle, but she made the most of it. She learned as much as she could as fast as she could, this earned her the attention of the Templars. They didn't like how fast she was learning nor did they like that she taught the others some of the magic she learned while free.

Before they could do anything, the circles were dissolved and the war broke our. Brea had managed to stay out of the fighting at first but then was dragged into it when the inquisition had them help. That was when she learned to be a Rift Mage, it was also when she learned a bit of blood magic. It was while she was in the inquisition that she learn that her mother was killed during a raid from the red Templars.

Now alone and no longer needing to stay with the inquisition, she is trying to live a normal life. But the world has changed much since the last time she was truly free.

Skills:
Firestorm; summon flaming meteors, raining fire down upon enemies all over the area.
Stonefist; summon a boulder from the Fade and smash it into your target, sending them flying. 
Veilstrike; recreate your own fist from the essence of the Fade and smash nearby foes to the ground. 
Fire Mine;

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Alex Rodriguez

The day was nice, a little chilly but that was expected in the fall. The tree's and fall flowers swayed gently in the breeze as if they were dancing, a special dance just for him. Alex loved the garden, not many knew that, but then he didn't really talk to anyone around here. Not many would talk to a scarred and ugly guy, or that's the vibe he got from most people. Most people looked at his scars and thought he was was horrible to look at, but he didn't hide is battle wounds. He was proud of them, it showed that he faught hard and came out victorious, maybe not whole either in mind or body, but he was victorious all the same. Most people he actually talked to asked why he didn't cover them and he would tell them that it showed who was shallow. They would get a sour look on their faces then leave him, which just ended up proving his point.

Alex was sitting in one of the tree's in the garden, he knew that he would look odd as most people his didn't climb trees any more, let alone sit in them. But he didn't care, he just wanted to relax before heading to one of his classes not that he wanted to go to them. But his aunt was paying for this, so he would please and pass every class. He had no idea why she chose this school to put him in, this school had that weird Match Program were students were matched with other students that were to be their "true love". Alex had a hard time believing that, but he was slightly curious to see who he would be matched with. He was bisexual, so he could be matched with just about anyone. At least there was no shortage of potential "loved ones" for him, he just hoped who ever he was paired with wouldn't be put off by his scars.

This is stupid, even if they didn't mind the physical scars..... I have others. He thought as took in a deep slow breath and shutting his eyes. He knew that who ever they paired him with, they would have to deal with scars that couldn't be seen. No, its best if I'm not matched. He thought but knew he would be as everyone in this school would be matched, no one went without a match. Jumping down from tree, he stood pushing his blonde hair out of his dark brown, nearly black, eyes. "I guess I should go." He said lowly to himself. But instead of heading to class, like he should have, he walked further into the garden. Maybe he would run into someone or maybe he would be alone.

((will post Gabriel later))

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Working on post, may take a while though. :s