Veradana

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River wasn’t entirely convinced that the little-one would be all right, but she wasn’t going to press the issue, and she was more concerned about what he said after. Hearing the mishmash of voice, including her own, coming from behind his mask, as well the Human man’s conclusions made it easier to understand the plight of their rescuer, at least. She rose to her feet as he rattled off words that would hopefully be helpful to the little-one. Unfortunately, they wouldn’t be able to just guess at everything needed, and it was doubtful he’s be able to answer most of their questions without the right words. It, and the frozen spirits, was the sort of magic that River had never heard of, or read about. Just where had they been taken?

As she was thinking, River listened to the other’s conversations. They, including another two men who must have just woken up, were at least coming around to her idea that a jail-break ought to happen quickly, but if there were more people locked up and drugged, or whatever had happened to them, it would be horrible if they were left behind. The Corpse was just making itself loud, messing around with the torches. Fire magic was normal; it, at least, made sense in River’s mind.

“Um, I’m not a demon,” River said, looking at Primelia. It just brought back into question about where they’d been taken and how far reaching that strange army’s conquests had been if there were no Winged-People in Primelia’s country. Would Eryllan be seeing more war after the creatures were through with Feriveil despite all that had already happened to the Animal-People’s kingdom?

“My name is River Fein,” she said, hoping that would be enough for now, “well, anything more formal can wait, I guess.” She cut herself off at the little-one’s mention of “guards”.

From down the hallway, blocking their escape came a bizarre amalgamation of armour, cobbled together from multiple suits. Thankfully, before it could reach them, it got caught-up in the little-one’s spell and remained half-frozen in midair. Unfortunately, it was only half frozen. The remaining half was able to move well enough that it could retrieve its weapons. A dead-end blocked their way from behind, and there was no way forward without risking the armour’s attack. How in all of Hell were they supposed to get past this? Their escape was ending before it had even begun. She glanced around for something, anything she could use as a weapon. Even if she could barely fight, it would be better than getting recaptured without any effort on her enemy’s part again. The only thing that she could see was the magical torches.

“better than nothing,” she mumbled, pulling one out if place. Like when the Corpse did so, hers immediately lit up with flame. She still wasn’t sure what she’d be able to do with it, but just holding it in her hands made her feel a little more ready.

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@Lumiere

You mentioned a Discord in the interest check, did you ever get that made?

Unheroic: The Fish and The Falls [Closed]

River’s mind was still half full of fog, even as the harsh noise of metal scraped her ears. She could only half-remember what had happened until she forced herself upright. It all came back in a flash as she looked around her cage: the bloodstained field, the strange army that cut through the hills, and the bizarre figure that plucked her out of her hiding-spot in the trees as if she were merely an apple.

Almost reflexively, she felt her hair for her Mother and Father, and she breathed a sigh of relief when they met her fingertips. There was barely any feeling in one of her wings. She must have slept on it. The feathers were filthy and out of place, and she longed for a bath, but she’d find no such thing in this prison, and the sounds of clinking metal, voices, and opening cells filled her with newfound urgency.

As she exited her cell, still flexing her tingling wing, she almost immediately came across a small group of people gathered around the smallest of them. The little-one barely spoke except for mumbled repetitions of what the others were saying. If it weren’t for the Human and the other Winged-Woman, River would have said that the little-one was somehow the least strange out of all of them; one woman looked like a corpse for goodness sake! River stared at them, silently for barely a moment before the shock of them all wore off.

“If this is a jailbreak,” she said, striding up to them, “shouldn’t we be moving a little quicker?” She crouched in front of the little-one. “Can’t you stand? Are you hurt somewhere? We need to get moving fast if we want to escape. Here,” she moved slightly, and shifted her wings, “you can nestle in there, and I’ll carry you if you can’t walk.”

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River Fein

Nickname/Alias: The Star-Winged Archer
Name: River Fein
Age: 23
Pronouns: Female
Race: Winged-People

Personality: Although she’s perfectly happy being on her own, she always feels more at ease when she’s among other people. She’s been a wanderer for several years at this point and has trouble settling down anywhere, and she gets restless when she nowhere to go or nothing to do. She’s always taken pride in her skills and in her family, even among people who wouldn’t recognise either. Since her capture, she’s somewhat more irritable. She doesn’t understand why she, of all the people of her world, would be spared. There’s nothing left for her to go back to anymore.

Appearance: River is about average height, and has a trim, muscular build. She keeps her auburn hair tied back and has two feathers, a loon’s and a snowy-owl’s, tied into it in memorial of her parents. Her own wings are those of a common-loon and they’re large enough that the tips reach near her ankles. She has red-ish eyes and brown skin. Her clothes are plain and unadorned.

Abilities/Powers: Has no skill in magic. Although, if she’d bothered to study it she would have found an affinity with magic based in water or ice manipulation. She is skilled in archery, using it primarily to hunt for food, although the potential for winnings from a competition would easily draw her in.

Equipment: A hand-made bow and quiver of arrows, along with a chest guard for archery, and a multi-purpose knife.
Inventory: A flute, a coin purse, and a small bag of miscellaneous tools. All but the flute was taken when she was captured.

Origin: The Republic of Ferriveil, one of several countries on the continent, had known relative peace for years. Although River’s uncle would occasionally tell her of his time as a soldier, he had only seen small skirmishes. The majority of the populous were either Winged-People, or Humans, but with the wars in the southern Kingdom of Eryllan, the population of the Animal-People grew steadily over the years.

Backstory: River’s parents were merchants, although she was raised by her uncle from a young age when her parents were killed in a massive storm that also destroyed her childhood home. He taught her everything she knows about archery and living off the land. They lived on their own in his home in the mountains that bordered the country.

When she was a child, they moved to one of the major cities while her uncle was recruited as a body-guard. While there, River be-friended a young page along with some of the other children. She honed and refined her skills with a bow. After they left that job, River began her life of wandering, and her uncle returned to his mountain home.

It was only by chance that she encountered Kazzok.

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River Fein

Nickname/Alias: The Star-Winged Archer
Name: River Fein
Age: 23
Pronouns: Female
Race: Winged-People

Personality: Although she’s perfectly happy being on her own, she always feels more at ease when she’s among other people. She’s been a wanderer for several years at this point and has trouble settling down anywhere, and she gets restless when she nowhere to go or nothing to do. She’s always taken pride in her skills and in her family, even among people who wouldn’t recognise either. Since her capture, she’s somewhat more irritable. She doesn’t understand why she, of all the people of her world, would be spared. There’s nothing left for her to go back to anymore.

Appearance: River is about average height, and has a trim, muscular build. She keeps her auburn hair tied back and has two feathers, a loon’s and a snowy-owl’s, tied into it in memorial of her parents. Her own wings are those of a common-loon and they’re large enough that the tips reach near her ankles. She has red-ish eyes and brown skin. Her clothes are plain and unadorned.

Abilities/Powers: Has no skill in magic. Although, if she’d bothered to study it she would have found an affinity with magic based in water or ice manipulation. She is skilled in archery, using it primarily to hunt for food, although the potential for winnings from a competition would easily draw her in.

Equipment: A hand-made bow and quiver of arrows, along with a chest guard for archery, and a multi-purpose knife.
Inventory: A flute, a coin purse, and a small bag of miscellaneous tools. All but the flute was taken when she was captured.

Origin: The Republic of Ferriveil, one of several countries on the continent, had known relative peace for years. Although River’s uncle would occasionally tell her of his time as a soldier, he had only seen small skirmishes. The majority of the populous were either Winged-People, or Humans, but with the wars in the southern Kingdom of Eryllan, the population of the Animal-People grew steadily over the years.

Backstory: River’s parents were merchants, although she was raised by her uncle from a young age when her parents were killed in a massive storm that also destroyed her childhood home. He taught her everything she knows about archery and living off the land. They lived on their own in his home in the mountains that bordered the country.

When she was a child, they moved to one of the major cities while her uncle was recruited as a body-guard. While there, River be-friended a young page along with some of the other children. She honed and refined her skills with a bow. After they left that job, River began her life of wandering, and her uncle returned to his mountain home.

It was only by chance that she encountered Kazzok.

I hope this is okay. If you see any major problems just let me know and I'll fix them tomorrow probably.

Unheroic: The Fish and The Falls [Closed]

It filled up during the interest check, so unless a ton of people don't show up here, you're out of luck.

Unheroic: The Fish and The Falls [Closed]

Looks fun. I'll see if I can land a strong idea.

@Saltwater Thief

Sorry, dude. We're full.

Unheroic: The Fish and The Falls [Closed]

Hello~. I'm working on my CS (while doing other things, haha!) I'll get it up by tonight.

Unheroic

@Veradana
Suuuuuuure, I think I could squeeze one more person in.

But on that note, I should start working on the OOC which I said I would do. <_>

@Lumiere

Sweet, thanks! I'm looking forward to it.

Unheroic

@Lumiere are you full? I'd like to toss my interest in as well. It's been a long time since I've been able to take my med-fant characters out for a spin.