Zhaliora

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

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The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

Denise was laying on her back, looking up at the clouds above. The air was so much fresher here. She wasn't sure yet if she liked that or not. It was a lot easier to breathe and it just felt....nice..somehow. But then there was another part of her which missed the smoke. Missed the burnt wastes of her homelands. She didn't much like it there to be fair, but somehow she still missed the place. Could it be her workshop? The thrill of freedom? This was as much a trip for herself as it was for her business. Who knows what she might experience in this mysterious land.

She was suddenly called back to this world by the infernal voice of her sister. Their native language was dark, coarse and almost a bit growly. The fact that it was spoken by a golem did not help it at all. It was like guttural growling noises with what could only be explained as 'heat' mixed into it. It just sounded...menacing or evil as the golem spoke.

"Guards at the gate....they don't look too friendly.." Denise turned around in the saddle and popped up behind the golem's head, resting her arms on it. Indeed, the guards looked terrified. Slightly less so when they saw Denise sitting on the back of the approaching hulk. They held their weapons at the ready, quite on edge as the golem every so slowly made it's way to the gate.

"Hello there!" Denise said and waved at them. "I seek entrance into the city to sell my wares. Mainly magitek, trinket and runes. I also do enchantments and carve runes into whatever you want it carved into." She smiled brightly before tossing over a traders license from Nethren port to show that she was a real trader.

The guard looked through the paper before nodding and handing it back. "Follow the flags to get to the different marketplaces. Just make sure you keep the golem on a very tight leash. We don't need a rampage in the streets." He moved out of the way and let them through. Denise smiled and accepted the paper back before patting the golem's head and it started walking in.

There was a wide grin on her face as Denise looked around at the crowd. Just one bomb here.... She shook the thought out of her head. She would not let her other side take over. The hunger would never win over her mind.

She shook her head. For now she would try to get her stuff sold. They made their way to the first district, apparently the eastern one. The hulking monstrosity that was her golem walked towards the centre of the market with Denise standing on its shoulders.

"Trinkets! Relics! Magitek and more normally reserved for daemon hunters and explorers now available from the famous Le Rouge emporium!" She shouted loudly, augmenting her voice to be heard clearly throughout the marketplace.

The Wolves Of Red Lake (Reboot)

Patricia Isaac

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"Yeah, it's ok. I just need to polish and fix it a little bit, hopefully." Pat smiled and blew a kiss up towards Riley since no one really was around. "If nothing else I'll have to get it repainted, but that I can mainly do myself if I find the right colours for it. Might just put some racing stripes on it," she said and laughed. She turned towards the bike and polished the mark a little more to see how big the damage was. It wasn't that bad, thank goodness.

Pat got up after a little while and walked over to their tent. She wondered if this would even be needed any longer. But that didn't matter. Perhaps they would show up soon enough? She zipped the entrance and changed into a swimsuit. Pat looked down her body for a moment and felt quite uncomfortable but then shook her head and unzipped the entrance and walked out.

"I'll be on the beach if you need me Riley," she said and walked down to the water and laid down. Pat looked around for a moment. "There's only girls here," she said quietly before untying the back of the top and exposed her back to the warm sun. It had felt like ages since she last sunbathed since her ex was not really into that at all.

Secret College (1x1 Zhaliora and BeautifulSnow)

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That works.

Secret College (1x1 Zhaliora and BeautifulSnow)

Louise woke up early that morning. Normally she needed forever to get going, but today was extra so. She had stayed up way too late last night worrying and preparing for her first day as a professor instead of student. Sure, she had been a substitute and intern before, but this was a much different thing. From now on she would be responsible for her classes all by herself. It was gnawing at her mind. Was she really up to it? There was only one way to find out.

Eventually she rolled out of the bed and walked into the bathroom for a good and long shower. She smiled at her reflection in the mirror before she put towels around her body and hair and started making breakfast for herself soon after. After the coffee had brewed she poured it all into a thermos, a habit from her days working extra, ate her breakfast and got herself ready for the day.

A quarter to eight she was sitting in her study and started reviewing her material for the class, ancient religions. Not the most popular topic at the school, only had a few students. Louise sighed and grabbed her thermos and walked into the classroom and poured herself a cup of coffee and added a few pieces of sugar. Now there was only to wait foe the students to arrive. Perhaps even some she had shared classes with when she was a student? She started looking through the names, only two she recognized.

Secret College (1x1 Zhaliora and BeautifulSnow)

Name: Louise Carlsson
Age: 26
Bio: Freshly off the boat, as they say. Even though it has been three years in an American college she still is considered an outsider by many. She has never really adapted to the American way of life and how things work here. She came to America under an exchange student program for teachers, having studied it in her native lands of Sweden for a few years prior to moving. She hoped that it would be a fresh start. New faces, new lands, new everything. Things have not turned out the way she hoped, but oh well.
Subjects: History, Religion, and Swedish for those few interested.

Secret College (1x1 Zhaliora and BeautifulSnow)

Otay!
I'll chuck mine in tomorrow.

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

Denise Le Rouge

Name: Denise "Thunder child" Le Rouge
Age: 32
Race: Half-Succubus, half-human

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Appearance: Her eyes have an unnatural look to them. Her pupils are tiny in their normal state but expands to cover up to half of her eyes when she gets excited about something. Her hair is fiery red but is most often covered with soot, oil or other impurities when she buries herself in work. She has an eerie appearance due to how she dresses and looks and thus most avoid her.

There aren't too many who can look at her face for too long without feeling uncomfortable. Probably due to how she looks at people. She looks at them like they're food, or subjects to study or play around with. She carries herself with a light, playful demeanor, almost skipping forwards as she walks.

Attire: Her armour is another quite distinguishing feature about Denise. While it doesn't offer the best protection in her abdomen area the rest of her body is quite protected by the armour. Encrusted with runes and gems which offer protection way beyond what the leather and metal ever could do.

She has intentionally given it a daemonic appearance to scare off people who might make a fuss around her shop or around her person. Besides, she isn't too fond of people to start with.

As for her clothing, the rare times she is not wearing her armour....is nothing or a red, silken nightgown in general, sometimes other thin fabrics that feels nice to the touch.

Bio: Denise doesn't know who either of her parents are. All she knows about them is that both of them are dead. Her father was killed in an expedition into the wastes while her mother was captured, and bred. A daemon with an interest into mortals was conducting an experiment to see if it was possible to cross-breed. Indeed it was, and Denise was born, or Azaerielle as she was named by the daemon. Her mother though did not survive the birth as it tore her apart, her life feeding Denise.

Azerixar, as the daemon was named took her into his care. Teaching her how to use magic, carve runes and use her daemonic powers. The daemon kidnapped more women and bred them, creating a total of five additional children, for reasons unknown. He treated them with love and care along with protecting them against the dangers of the world until they were old enough to care for themselves.

However after a couple of years he demanded that the children would fight each other until just one remained or they would all be destroyed. Denise was one of the first that took action, running a fanged hand through her sibling's heart. As she did one of the gem's on her armour lit up.

After the first kill she was filled with an unnatural bloodthirst as she descended upon her siblings. One of her brother's had already claimed one before she took his life, causing two more gems to light up. In the end there was Denise and one of her sister's still standing. Both of them were covered in wounds from the fierce fighting. They launched against each other and fought hard and long, but in the end her sister was laying on the ground, bleeding out.

Just when she was going to deal the killing blow their father intervened and transferred the glowing gem from the defeated to the victor. He then started carving runes into Denise sister's body. Slowly the girl started changing, growing in size, turning into stone. Soon after the body coursed with red, infernal energies as it was brought into life.

Her father turned towards Denise. He told her to go into the world of the mortals. Live with them, study them, if possible breed with them. She had accepted before her father added that her sister, the newly created golem would follow as her guard and that she was not to return without accomplishing her tasks.

Denise however, had no intention of ever returning. Instead when she made it to Nethren port she set up shop there. She took over a workshop from some old man and made it her own and started working on her own experiments. Unlike her father though, her own was based around magitek devices and runes.

She gained her nickname when she blew up a nearby hill when she was trying out a new device that was launched from a catapult. Mostly because she had been jumping around like a little child when it tore the hill apart with a thunderous crack.

Nowadays she mostly makes different devices for daemon hunters and other adventurers. Everything from a rune encrusted musket to high-explosive bullets, to a tea maker. Her plans are to get filthy rich from the civil war in Abbaden, selling weapons to both sides if possible. But who knows, things might change.

Personality and Aspirations: Denise is a bit of a special child. The experience of killing her own siblings has turned a few screws..a bit more loose. She takes delight in explosions and mayham, but she's not the kind to just randomly blow things up. However she'll never say no when someone asks her to.

She is somewhere between a childish mind and a devil's. She can be jumping around all happily while blowing people up. Fuzz over small things, but then be very mature about other things. Perhaps she just wants to see the world go boom?

Inventory:

• Rune carving tools.
• Blacksmith tools. A simple anvil, hammer, bucket, pliers, normal stuff.
• Essential supplies, including a waterskin, tent, bedroll, ect
• Helvyra, her trusty golem which carries most of her things, and most often Denise is riding somewhere on the golem. The golem has a big backpack and a 'saddle' on it's back and shoulders for carrying things.
  The golem itself is not too remarkable. It's what you'd expect from a golem. It's very strong and sturdy. It has the capability to shoot firebolts with it's mouth. The thing that makes it special though is that it'll keep reviving, no matter how much you seem to kill it. As long as the soul gem remains intact, it'll keep coming back.

Skills:
Combat skills: While she doesn't use any weapons part from the claws on her armour she knows quite well how to make good use of them. While relying on long range magic to fight but when they close in she uses a mixture of claw attacks along with magical attacks and the support of her golem to come out ahead. Thusly she is mostly trained in agility and hit and run strikes.

Infernal magic: Her daemonic roots gives her plentiful control over the infernal magics of her people. This mostly manifests in the ability to use and control fire and darkness but also in mind manipulative spells like seduction or horror. These spells are but suggestions at her current power. Seeming more attractive or alluring, making people feel more calm around her. Or make herself look like a nightmare to give the children a good scare.

Along with a rare power to manipulate souls and drain essence from her succubus heritage. Denise can drain life-force from living things by touching them. A quicker way is by kissing, or very quickly by getting intimate. The poor soul of her victim can either be used to feed Denise and heal her of wounds, or can be stored in gems that she carries. These souls can be used to empower her magic or feed them to herself, or Helvyra to unlock more and more powers, or so her father said at least.

Runecrafting: The ability to craft runes into items, and people. Most of her designs revolve around making things go boom or help things go boom. Like improving the power of a cannon to shoot flaming projectiles, or exploding ones. She can do more 'mundane' carvings as well, but she considers those to be quite boring. She knows the 'forbidden' art of carving souls into the runes, empowering and making the runes more stable. Or if the victim is alive, create a minor golem. She is by far not able to create another golem like Helvyra, hers deteriorate quite quickly.

Languages: Barazhad (language of daemons), Abbalic and Neath-scratch

Current Location: On her way to Falke, a day or so away.

Muskets & Magic - Dark Fantasy RP

*Flails*
Just too late. D:
Oh well, if a spot opens up, I'm all for it.