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In Flames of War ( Rystelle x Ragnarok) → 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
--- --- Ranga wanted to continue but knew she was right so he simply agreed, but not before swiping another kiss and letting her go. Then he dressed, slowly, his eyes glancing over Lydia's body as she redressed herself. He loved the way her toned body moved in perfect harmony. Everything just so tight and supple. Closing his eyes he calmed himself and finished dressing. After he slung his weapon over his shoulder he started to move but was quickly stopped when Lydia made a motion for him to lean down. Doing so he was suprised to find her lips on his again. The stirring in his loins slightly uncomfortable, but he shifted and managed a smile of his own. " No problem, Lydia, Though are you sure. I mean I'm sure we could go another round...or five." He added with a slight chuckle, half seriously. Good thing Lydia was right however. A few hours later and the two travelers came to another entrance that was just big enough for them to get out of. Luckily they stayed on the main path instead of one of the many split offs that crowded the mineshaft. As they exited the mine they were greeted with fresh air, the soothing light of the moon high in the sky, and a slight chill from the storm. Ragna's eyes wandered over Lydia's body one more time before moving up to look at the moon. " I guess you were right after all." He said from behind her, his arms wrapping around her stomach, he kissed her cheek before standing back up. " Score one for optimism"
In Dimensional Binding → 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Something drew Cyrus to stop at a small pool to take out the book and just as he expected, words began to fade into view. It was almost like they waited to be looked upon to reveal what was written. Once more the brevity of the words written both stumped and amazed him. It was almost like it was from another world with its language but that was impossible. " *Metal is used in the production of our swords and armor. Now this 'silicon'. I have never heard of it. * " To say the mage was getting irate would be an understatement. Once again the writer said magic was not real. Inside he could feel the fire burning. His emotions a swirling maelstrom which he had to quiet to continue writing. " *I never once assumed you were a child. However your constant denial of a world that is true is quiet annoying. *" He read the next part finding it easier to answer the words one part at a time. Skimming over the part about 'robots' and 'computers' But stopped at the mention of living above the clouds. Now he was getting curious. " *Einhal isn't a 'platform', it is the land that we live on. I've never heard of this 'BlueBell' and I feel as if you are just leading me on. " As he continued his eyes caught the word child and he could feel his magic burn in his hand which he released into the book. Rather then burning the book or scorching a hole through it, his fire simply disappeared. No.. That isn't what happened. He could feel the pull of his magic somewhere. No where nearby but it was still within his power. This knowledge calmed him and he turned the burning white flame that was now in front of Jo into a gentle blue fire rose. His free hand scirbbled the words " * If magic isn't real. Then explain why we can speak. Or explain what happened to my fire. *" Cyrus had a feeling that the book was a portal of some sort. How, He had no idea but he intended to find out. Leaving the book open he stood up and started moving off the road a little bit to an indent in the land where he could rest and see just how she responded. He also kept the flame rose from burning out with just a fraction of his minds power. Just enough to keep him focused on the task now that he had one.
In Magic of the Ancients → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
![enter image description here](http://i62.tinypic.com/25umqnc.jpg "enter image title here") Name: Sinclair Ignatus Nickname:Sin Gender:Male Element:Fire Personality: Just as fire goes where it desires so does Sinclair. Never have been one to be a team player he'd rather just go off on his own and be left to his own devices. He has always been quick to anger and let his emotions control his actions, quickly going from happy to angry if something he didn't agree with was said. Understanding this fault he distanced himself from everything and everyone at a young age. He also has a natural affinity for causing chaos or mischief when angered which is another reason he tries so hard to avoid everyone so that he doesn't feel the pull of his emotions. Other: Favored weapon: Longsword He carries a deck of playing cards that he shuffles repeatedly when he is around people to help him control his emotions.
In Dimensional Binding → 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Sleep is for the weak.
In Dimensional Binding → 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Cyrus was busy looking down at the trackers that were sent out to find him. He chuckled at their inability and was lost in the moment he didn't even see the words fade into view until he glanced at the book. Once more, words that escaped any meaning were written. "Just who are you..." " *Tablet? This is a book. Not a stone slab etched with words. And magic is as real as you or me. I mean I am a lead magus in King Lebonholts royal army. Now do explain. What is a 'robot' or 'computer' I've never come across either of those words in my brief years of study. *" The mage tapped the quill as he thought about what to say or at least how to respond to this person's, no, entities words. " *Where in Einhal do you live. I know the far north holds true to the wildlings. The southern deserts are host to Emperors. And my land is host to two kings. My leige, and the betrayer. *" Cyrus felt weird having to explain basic knowledge through this book. It was almost as if the other side had no knowledge of this world. " * what is a president or dictator for that matter. Also What the king says goes. There is no change in his policies unless he wills it. That is the way it has always been. And that is the way it shall always be. *" As he read the last bit he was truly caught off guard. "* It is a secret message passed through those who are among the Magus sect. I figured you are using this device just as I am. Thus you must hold some latent magical abilities... Formally? I only write as I speak. The proper way. It is the same as me asking why do you write using words unheard of in these lands. Is this a test? *" He believed he was finally done answering the others questions though now he had a few of his own that he would put on the back burner for the time being. Slipping the book into his cloak he jumped back down on the ground to start moving west to meet with his group of soldiers that would bring him to the king.
In Dimensional Binding → 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
It twas around 2am my time
In Flames of War ( Rystelle x Ragnarok) → 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Ragna started to say something when he felt her arms tighten around him and she leaned in for another kiss. At first it was light but then it quickly deepened as she got more and more into it. Ragna would have loved to continue but the ever looming threat of being stuck in the cave came back into his mind. He parted his lips from hers and breathed out. "Wow...but...We should...ummm.. really get going. I. I mean. You know if...Damnit." He cursed under his breath and looked Lydia into her eyes. He felt a tug that he never had felt before and it took most of his willpower to simply unwrap his arms from Lydia. He kissed her one more time and moved her arms off of him before standing up and composing himself. " Don't get me wrong. I'd like to continue that after we aren't in a old mine shaft with funky glowing plants and odd scratching noises. You know..." He rubbed the back of his head and looked away for a minute before finding his eyes drifting back to Lydia's perfect gaze. " You know...actually." He leaned back down and against his better judgement he kissed her again. His own desire getting the better of him. He noticed the softness of her lips and deep sated burning desire. His hands wrapped around her waist he pulled her closer to him and parted for just a second to finish his thought. " We can continue now..."
In Flames of War ( Rystelle x Ragnarok) → 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Raganrok wanted nothing more then to put what he just did behind him, however when Lydia called his full name it caught him off guard and he stopped mid-step. He glanced over at her and followed her till she was right in front of him. He wanted to say something but then she started again. When she asked him to kneel she did, more so out of curiosity then anything. As her words registered in his brain he knew he made the right decision and he understood. He was partially afraid of hurting her after his mission was over as well. That was the main reason he did what he did. There are several other reasons. Some not even Ragna could say he knew. It just felt like the right thing to do. As she continued he glanced down at the ground at the mention of killing his family. " Yes. I do want revenge. But that is something I need to do on my own. I thank you for the offer, but if I am ever to right the wrongs of my family it will be through the wrongs that need to be righted." When he looked back up at Lydia she was close enough he could feel her breath. Her lithe arms draped over his shoulders, she leaned down and kissed him. At first it took him by shock but he quickly recovered and leaned into the kiss,closing his eyes and returning it. As soon as their lips parted Ragnarok opened his eyes and chuckled lightly. "I...umm... I'm not sure what to say now. I mean...I" He truly was at a loss for words. So rather then dig the hole any deeper, he gently wrapped his arms around her and leaned in to kiss her again. A light, simple kiss, but one that stirred something in him that he ignored. When he broke off that time he managed a smile. "I was worried about what I would do to you after the whole king thing as well. At first it was about the money. But as the time drew on I realized the money isn't as great as having someone to talk to...Even if I did most of the talking. I hope now I won't feel like I'm talking to myself? And I truly didn't wish to force anything upon you. I just felt like it was the right thing to do. I hope I wasn't out of line in doing so. If it truly bothers you though, I...I'm sorry..." He looked down again, rethinking his whole strategy. What if he only forced her to open up. Was that the right thing to do. Biting his lip, he mentally smacked himself before mumbling another apology under his breath. Ragna quickly glanced up at her again when he realized her arms were still around his shoulders and the realization of what happened clicked. " I...you...we...did we just kiss?" He looked her in the eyes knowing it wasn't what he wanted to say but he just couldn't stop himself. *why am I so worked up about this. I mean I've kissed people before. But...Never have I felt this way. Could this be the Oath...or maybe something my concubine never had. Yeah sure. A succubus is great. but there is no sensual desires in their actions. Only raw lust and desire. Lydia. I felt something else.* Ragna's mind was reeling even as he spoke like a blundering fool. He was honestly a confusing demon. Strong in battle but a single kiss from a half elf makes him talk worse then a drunk on his payday.
In Dimensional Binding → 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Cyrus leaned against an old twisted oak tree with his breathing slightly ragged from the quick sprint to find cover. He scanned the nearby area and when he was confident that no one knew he was there besides the animals of the forest he sat down and took out the book and writing utensils. Flipping to the page he wrote on he saw inky blots swirl into existence. After a few seconds they formed words. Some of them he understood. Others not so much. Dipping the quill into the inkwell once more he placed the tip on the page and paused. Thinking for just a second on what to write. "* I know not what magic this is. Nor what 'brand' you are speaking of. However if you can shed light on this books power I would be most intrigued and enlightened. *" He paused as he saw a question write itself on the page before getting a line crossed through it. "* The Duke betrayed our king...No my king. I know not your loyalty mysterious apparition . He was killed for his transgressions.*" He wiped the ink off after making a small symbol that looked like a runic cross at the end of his entry. Snapping the book closed he glanced around as he heard voices. Cursing to himself he grabbed the inkwell and scaled the tree with relative ease, perching himself on one of the higher branches to avoid detection. After getting as comfy as he could he took the book back out and laid it out on his lap, waiting for the next spring of magic to happen.
In Dimensional Binding → 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Not an issue. I will be passing out soon however. So I may get a post up after you. Or in the morrow.
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