“Awwe. No throwing us in there one by one? That my type of training.” Ayaka crooned lightly with sarcasm, accepting his turducken gratefully. She ran a few fingers through her animal’s thick silver fur, whom had enough table manners to claim his own seat and eat off the table. Ralth is very generous… The kitsune’s thoughts acknowledged, her expression practically empty before a small smile filled the space. While the Warklock addressed his other female friend, a minor disagreement between two other students took a deadly turn. Ayaka watched this scene with widened eyes- the orc's lunch suddenly seemed harder to chew and swallow at this moment.
From dragons crashing into rocks to butterknives, at least the fight was more colorful than normal fights. Ayaka chuckled to herself, flinching when hits that look painful landed as if it were a football game. The lunch entertainment was on point today. Ayaka pointed both of her acquaintances to the catastrophe, replying to Ralth when the superiors showed up on scene and threatened to expel them all. “Mmm…they can’t be too upset. They did agree to teach hundreds of us fighters and killers in close quarters. In the end, I hope all ends well. “
“Oh! This is Mishka. I’d say he’s magical but he’s more intelligent than magical. He communicates to me through telepathy. Oddly, sets me straight at times. You know, another set of eyes to watch out for you. I wonder if he can speak out loud but has yet to do that. I’m sure she would get along swell with your wolf friend.” The fox breaks out into a series of hops and “yips” , gleefully running in small circles around the orc’s feet when his companion was mentioned.
Ralth’s powers intrigued the blonde woman, causing her to slowly tap her lengthy nails on the table. She slid her elbow into the table, using her hand to support her chin as she gazed at him, popping another piece of meat into her mouth. “I’m sure you will be at the head of our class. I saw how eager you were to take notes. If only my motivation was up to par, but we will see on the battle field tomorrow. Could you place another soul into a vacant skull? My powers are a mixture of elemental magic, melee, and transformation. I hope that one day I can fully depend on my transformation to get the fighting done. I mostly use my whip. And yes, the whip is magical. It can do just about everything but open a portal to another world but it only works for the person it chooses and decides the power behind the lash. Maybe ill gain control over it. Sometimes I feel like the fight is between my whip and the enemy, never myself.”
“…. Why are you looking at it like that, Master Marchosias? Be careful, it might leave a mark.”She learned closer subconsciously, bitting her bottom lip after speaking clear perversion, removing her bite from it soon after so the soft rosy would drain back to her full lips. It was too late before she realized what she said but it was physically impossible to rob the words from his ears and brain. Hopefully he took it all as banter and comic relief. Well she wouldn’t necessarily mind if he took it the accidental seductive/ submissive way it left her mouth .she cleared her throat . “Are you….experienced?”
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Yo. I'm a university student. I do the honors program with a major in Biomedical science and a minor in microbiology. I might have a brain but I don't always use it (aka I say a lot of dumb shit). I love getting to know people and I've met some life long friends from this site. With that being said, I am very busy during the school year but I hope to be around here a little more like I was before guild fall. I guess I grew up on this site a little. I've been around here since I was 15, so I've been roleplaying for quite awhile. I love fantasy, slice of life, anime ....and the kind of stuff you only RP in PMs *SUBTLE HINT*. Guinea pigs are my favorite animals and tofu is my favorite food. Oh, and I'm not a white person. I'm more of a dark white.. not really black but grey if you will. I'm not really a normal person.
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wonder when IC will come.
thanks!!
@Digger- i fear your picture link is broken :x point for the game of thrones claim tho :D
@Digger- i fear your picture link is broken :x point for the game of thrones claim tho :D
“What are you, playerkiller??” Esdeath questioned, rather annoyed he had chosen to zone off in these times, her heavy combat boots crushing the twigs beneath her weight as she gathered her sword back. “In dreamland?” Her voice softened slightly as she threw a restraint around her anger, faint sadness seeping into her voice. “I was what I was to see what it was like to be in one of those sorry guilds rooting to flee or keep playing the game. Had I been a human I would’ve had to join, to show the range of my powers , and commit to keeping those alive. I….dislike that, being responsible for too many lives. They tend…. To become causalities that control your life , potential, dreams, and emotions. And sometimes your life aswell. It’s not that I don’t want to care about other people, I just want to stay alive, minus the mental tolls. No strings attached. ” Her eyes shifted to Rai’s stoic face drained of emotion. How does he manage that? Would he show emotion knocking on death’s doorstep? She thought. “Knowing that and your past, you yourself must choose which guild to accompany since it’s difficult to sneak around as a human. I will likely follow one to keep updated on the current news of this world. Knowing that, what will be your paths, Vampyre and playerkiller?”
Not wanting her matters to be intruded upon further by Charak, she threw a small distraction into the mix. Her body turned into blue pixels until it left the shape of a single bat, ironically one of her four transformations. The fragile animal quietly flew into the collar of Rai’s suit, camouflaged beneath some of his black hair and tickling the vampyre ‘s neck. Using pieces of his hair, the bat climb to the top of his head
Not wanting her matters to be intruded upon further by Charak, she threw a small distraction into the mix. Her body turned into blue pixels until it left the shape of a single bat, ironically one of her four transformations. The fragile animal quietly flew into the collar of Rai’s suit, camouflaged beneath some of his black hair and tickling the vampyre ‘s neck. Using pieces of his hair, the bat climb to the top of his head
wolverbells said
Well since everyone is doing it I might as well tag along!
marrrriii <3
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❤Original Tribal name: Amayeta
❤Age: 19 years
❤Race:
❤Class: (I’m not sure what to call her)
❤Occupation: (If applicable.)
❤Weapon(s):
❤Armour: N/A
❤inventory:
(Majority of items she stores at her personal home or wagon)
❤Place of Birth: Kannes-Tog. She tells everyone she’d from Barreltown
❤Sexuality: Whoever can sway her
❤Marital Status: Single
❤Brief History: Evelyn’s birth was two parts a miracle and one part tragedy. The relationship between the North and the South was intense, where the South continued to nip at the North’s feet. Evelyn’s fair, somewhat royal, mother, becoming a victim of this, was to endure a forced pregnancy by a Southern tribe member when wandering places she shouldn't have been. Multiple occurrences similar to this have caused the border to tighten up since then in order to prevent biracial babies. For the rest of her mother’s life, she attempted to escape the barbarians and was forced to grow accustomed to life as a slave. Life would never grant her mother’s wishes but Evelyn was luckier than most humans. The first 10 years of her life was always cloudy as they were thrown from tribe to tribe (Evelyn learned bow/arrow techniques and some medicines during this time). Her mother was a manipulator, gaining the trust of the tribes, making them believe that she now had the best interest of the tribes and that she hated the south. They couldn’t be more wrong
One day, Mother and daughter were sent on a solo trip to hunt animals or southern humans along the borders. Evelyn’s mother pointed in an unknown direction and chanted “Run, Evelyn, to barrel town in the night. Mention me, they will care for you. Don’t look back!”
The young girl did just as she was told, tumbling over the border dressed poorly like a slave’s daughter. She’d never been so frightened in her life: adrenaline was pumping her tingling legs, jumping at every sound in fear of the knight roaming around, hiding in bug infested bushes. There were many close calls. Two days later, the petite girl found her location, immediately being taken in by an older couple who had known her mother. It was weeks before she would be allowed to see a lick of sunlight. The couple knew she couldn't leave the house until she look and acted like a northerner. From her hair styles to names (Amayeta to Evelyn) was changed, the way she was to walk and talk was changed as well. Her secretive tribal origins amounted to the success she had as a healer who’d becoming closer than ever with the way Mother Nature functioned. She may not be as royal as the king’s hand but enjoyed a better life than a mere farmer/peasant.
They always said she must have been god’s favorite, granted the physical traits of a highly-desired Caucasian lady despite the tainted bloodlines of a northerner..
❤Other
-:Knows tribal languages, songs, and locations
- Game of thrones accent~
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❤Original Tribal name: Amayeta
❤Age: 19 years
❤Race:
❥Caucasian
❥Northern( Dark physical traits rarely noticeable)
❥Northern( Dark physical traits rarely noticeable)
❤Class: (I’m not sure what to call her)
❤Occupation: (If applicable.)
❥Healer: With a high, well-known reputation, Evelyn heals serfs to knights. Some rumor she has even been called to heal the king’s wife once. She is somewhat of a paramedic as well, having enough skills to be able to be deployed out on the battlefield with little medical supplies. She is a skilled surgeon aswell.
❥ Trader: Sells musical instruments, weapons, Medicines for her practice, and various food items. Some of her products are traded to her while others are gathered by…controversial means.
❥ Trader: Sells musical instruments, weapons, Medicines for her practice, and various food items. Some of her products are traded to her while others are gathered by…controversial means.
❤Weapon(s):
❥Bow and Arrow
❥Secretive Lethal medications, aka Poison
Iron dagger
❥Secretive Lethal medications, aka Poison
Iron dagger
❤Armour: N/A
❤inventory:
(Majority of items she stores at her personal home or wagon)
❥Trading supplies
❥Medical Supplies
❥Herbs
❥Wagon and a somewhat lame horse previously injured on duty
❥Bedding
❥Changes of clothes, mostly gowns and older dresses
❥ Attire(Blue Gown)
❥Medical Supplies
❥Herbs
❥Wagon and a somewhat lame horse previously injured on duty
❥Bedding
❥Changes of clothes, mostly gowns and older dresses
❥ Attire(Blue Gown)
❤Place of Birth: Kannes-Tog. She tells everyone she’d from Barreltown
❤Sexuality: Whoever can sway her
❤Marital Status: Single
❤Brief History: Evelyn’s birth was two parts a miracle and one part tragedy. The relationship between the North and the South was intense, where the South continued to nip at the North’s feet. Evelyn’s fair, somewhat royal, mother, becoming a victim of this, was to endure a forced pregnancy by a Southern tribe member when wandering places she shouldn't have been. Multiple occurrences similar to this have caused the border to tighten up since then in order to prevent biracial babies. For the rest of her mother’s life, she attempted to escape the barbarians and was forced to grow accustomed to life as a slave. Life would never grant her mother’s wishes but Evelyn was luckier than most humans. The first 10 years of her life was always cloudy as they were thrown from tribe to tribe (Evelyn learned bow/arrow techniques and some medicines during this time). Her mother was a manipulator, gaining the trust of the tribes, making them believe that she now had the best interest of the tribes and that she hated the south. They couldn’t be more wrong
One day, Mother and daughter were sent on a solo trip to hunt animals or southern humans along the borders. Evelyn’s mother pointed in an unknown direction and chanted “Run, Evelyn, to barrel town in the night. Mention me, they will care for you. Don’t look back!”
The young girl did just as she was told, tumbling over the border dressed poorly like a slave’s daughter. She’d never been so frightened in her life: adrenaline was pumping her tingling legs, jumping at every sound in fear of the knight roaming around, hiding in bug infested bushes. There were many close calls. Two days later, the petite girl found her location, immediately being taken in by an older couple who had known her mother. It was weeks before she would be allowed to see a lick of sunlight. The couple knew she couldn't leave the house until she look and acted like a northerner. From her hair styles to names (Amayeta to Evelyn) was changed, the way she was to walk and talk was changed as well. Her secretive tribal origins amounted to the success she had as a healer who’d becoming closer than ever with the way Mother Nature functioned. She may not be as royal as the king’s hand but enjoyed a better life than a mere farmer/peasant.
They always said she must have been god’s favorite, granted the physical traits of a highly-desired Caucasian lady despite the tainted bloodlines of a northerner..
❤Other
-:Knows tribal languages, songs, and locations
- Game of thrones accent~
LupusIntus said
People adding second chars already, eh? Wouldn't it be wise to really establish the char in the world before throwing in a second?And the drama in this thread is palpable. *noms popcorn on edge of chair*
Making my CS now. sorry life got busy for a sec :)
1Charak2 said
Welp Okay.
we are collabing. might wanna wait til after :3
char, ask magi or wait a little bit. I'd imagine you'd see her again Anyway. And Eddie, I hope your CS is flawless as well. It's rarely the character's abilities that cause OPness, but the RPer in the IC because as the RPer, that's where you control a lot of your abilities. Hebi seems a laid back GM, texhnically You should be on the same boat since its her RP. And dragon, I think the rules says you can have what you want as long as you can manage them lol
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