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| Abraham Va'yera |
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Posted by: Sparx - 08-06-2017, 09:57 PM - Forum: Character Profiles
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Character's Name: Abraham Va'yera
Nicknames: Does not like nicknames
Age: 13439 years
Gender: Male
Species: Faith Angel
Abilities:
Empathy. Abraham's strongest magic is likely that which is innate to faith angels; magic dealing with emotions. He can easily read the emotions sitting on the surface of a person's heart, and with a bit more effort, the deeper and more complex feelings. As an extension, he can also tell if a person is lying or not to some extent.
Light. Abraham can manipulate light and bend it to his will to create shields and various manners of barriers, as well as concentrate it into laser-like weapons. He can also use the energy from light to heal a wide range of injuries, though more severe ones will take a significant amount of energy from him. More basic modes of manipulation are also accessible to him, such as creating basic mirages and camouflage. His greatest uses of light magic tie in with his empathy powers, allowing him to support other magic users by sacrificing some of his power to boost theirs in some way, and to a lesser extent he can do the same to boost physical attributes.
Nature. Living things, especially plants, are of special interest to Abraham, and he has spent some time learning magic associated with growing and manipulating plants. He can accelerate their growth, influence the various ways they grow, and can even temporarily grant them some forms of mobility.
True form. Abraham's true form resembles Norak, god of peace and death. He differs from the true god in that he looks like he is made from a bright light, calling to mind a midday sun rather than a starry night.
Appearance:
Abraham is a slight, aged-looking man. He is an unimpressive 5'10ft and 142lbs, not particularly muscular but also not quite out of shape. His skin is a lighter peachy color that always seems to have an otherworldly sort of glow to it, as is common for faith angels. Most of the time, his posture is stellar, and he carries himself in a slow and confident kind of way that gives the impression of authority but also thoughtfulness.
Though angels do not have true elders due to their immortality, Abraham still manages to appear old. His short, neatly combed hair is white, as is the neat, pointy beard, which borders his face. A few noticeable wrinkles line his face, especially around his mouth and eyes. At any point in time, Abraham looks very tired, with various levels of bags under his eyes. Despite this, his eyes are always bright and fierce; his irises are a striking gold that seem to glow in certain light (or lack thereof). His face is long and angular, with a long, sharp nose and longish, pointed ears.
Abraham's wardrobe is full of elegant clothing suited to his royal status, usually silky and flowing fabrics. He wears a lot of white with yellow and gold accents. In particular, he likes long capes and cloaks that cover most of his body. He does not typically wear any kind of jewellery or headwear.
Personality:
Quiet. Abraham spends most of his time in his thoughts and does not usually speak up unless he has something to say. He does not particularly like to be noticed, and mostly keeps to himself and does not draw attention unless necessary. When he does talk or act, he is quiet and deliberate, short and to the point. Being even a little excessive in any fashion is a foreign concept to him; even formal letters penned by him are extremely brief.
Compassionate. Though his reserved nature can often make it hard to tell, Abraham is a very kind and caring man. He is especially fond of children and enjoys spending time with them, often more so than with adults, but he wants the best for all life, and wants to do his part to improve the lives of as many beings as he can. It can be difficult for him to express this directly, so it is usually most evident in his acts of kindness and charity.
Curious. Abraham enjoys observing things and is content to sit and watch and learn about just about anything, especially forms of life, particularly plants and people. It is easy to spark his interest in subjects he is not familiar with, and upon learning about something new, he will often go and research more on the topic.
Asocial. Or, perhaps, socially awkward is a better way to describe it. Abraham is not the best person to have a conversation with, mostly because he does not like to talk, and also because he is not good at knowing what to say or do during any kind of social interaction. His empathy is partly at fault for this, because he can learn a person's feelings on anything just by reading them, and so does not need to discuss such things. He also simply prefers to either be alone or just be an observer.
History:
Abraham was born into the angel house of faith as a third generation angel and poised to be the third ruler of the house. He was the first born to his mother, Lark, whom was the monarch at the time. His childhood was fairly busy, as he had been born in the middle of efforts to rebuild after the corrupt gods first attempted conquest. Lark was often away, and Abraham was tasked with studying, learning the world's history and starting his specializations in magic so that he would be prepared if any similar disaster occurred again. In his adolescence and young adulthood, he more often accompanied his mother in restoration efforts and learned more about the world in doing so.
The next several hundred years were a lot of the same, with Abraham's focusing on studying, rebuilding, and otherwise attending to his duties as crown prince. It was some time after most of the restoration had been completed and the corrupt gods had reformed, that his life took a different turn. A scuffle between the faith angels and the war demons accelerated drastically, resulting in the death of Lark and catapulting Abraham into the role of monarch.
As king, Abraham has tried to focus mainly on improving the lives of his people where he can, with minimal efforts given to foreign affairs. Where he has had no choice but to participate in the war, he has been very careful and mostly responsive, refusing to make first moves or take ground; his tactics are defensive and avoidant, but not compromising. He does not usually take part in battle himself, instead acting as a strong strategist for his troops, or using his magic to buff them from the back lines. These methods have so far kept him from meeting a fate similar to his mother.
Over the many thousands of years, his reputation has been fairly decent. He has established himself as a caring king that provides for his people and listens to them, and stands for the things faith angels should. However, his carefulness in regards to the war may be seen as cowardly or lacking the ambition a commander needs to strengthen the kingdom.
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| Where Are We? |
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Posted by: tortricidae - 08-03-2017, 09:30 PM - Forum: Katakarthia
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Thread Status: Closed
Players involved: haji; aquarius
Characters involved: Faolan (haji); Auxina (aquarius)
Setting: The plains beyond Linosea Forest.
Time: Midday
Weather: Clear skies. There are dragons hunting in the far distance.
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Jaraleth was growing more hostile as Faolan wandered around for longer periods of time. The dragon that lived out on the plains were hunting closer and closer to the settlement and panic rose in the ranks. G'reg had been slacking with the protection of his territory, but that was an expected development. Faolan had seen it coming and G'reg had hinted at it.
However, it didn't make trading any easier with the residents of Jaraleth. Faolan was going to have to travel back out into the plains to find G'reg, who'd been hiding for weeks. There were only whispers in the corner of Faolan's mind, hushed and aggressive, but it was getting to a breaking point. He hadn't realized how much G'reg was a part of him.
He had a pack of supplies. If he was going to go find G'reg, then he was going to have to look very hard and carefully. Maybe he'd find a few clues along the way. Like maybe someone who had seen G'reg at all.
Was that even a real possibility? in a plain so large and sparse? It was worth a shot. Faolan, supplies strapped to his back and compass in hand, set out from Jaraleth northeast. The hunt was on so to speak.
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| Eros Heartseeker |
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Posted by: Kila - 08-03-2017, 12:06 AM - Forum: Character Profiles
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Name:
Eros Heartseeker
Age:
3,000
Gender:
Male
Species:
Angel (Love)
Appearance:
Eros stands at an average 5'11" tall, and has a muscled build. His complexion is fair, with peachy and pink undertones to it. His face is oval shaped, and marked with two beauty marks, one near his left eye and the other on the right side of his chin. His almond-shaped eyes are a dark brown, and set under particularly thick dark brows. His hair is interesting, being two toned. The sides and back of his head are a dark drown, almost black in color, with the top being a beautiful silver color. He wears a pair of heart shaped glasses on his head, which he frequently pulls down over his eyes.
His choice of clothing is eccentric to say the least. The most noticeable article of clothing, aside from his glasses, is his bright pink leather jacket. Under this he wears a pale grey shirt with a deep v-neck. His pants are unassuming, dark charcoal in color, and against them his muted aquamarine colored boots stand out. He wears a pink glove on his right hand, for the rare occasion that he does use a bow and arrow.
He possesses a pair of beautiful silver wings. While they're small in size, he can still fly with them (mostly via magic).
Personality:
Eros is first and foremost a gentleman. He believes in good manners and in treating others the way you want to be treated. He pulls out chairs for women, stands when they enter a room, and believes that every woman should feel like a princess and every man a prince. He's an incredibly kind individual, and goes out of his way to make another smile. While charitable, he's not foolish. Eros believes firmly in self care, and won't put his own health or safety at risk for the sake of another. That's not to say he won't help, he simply know how to do so in moderation.
He's a very personable man. A good conversationalist, Eros knows how to keep the conversation moving, and is an active listener. When speaking to someone, they have his full attention, and he'll be sure to excuse himself should something else require his attention. He's rarely seen without a smile on his face, and his eyes are constantly bright. It's almost as if he never feels melancholy.
Eros is a shameless flirt. Whether this happens accidentally because of his good nature or because he simply enjoys the attention is unknown, but no one is immune from his flirtation. Men, women, all are fair game to his charms, and he's happy to lay on a well deserved compliment. He is quite an amorous man, and has taken many to bed before, though he's never unfaithful. He's up front and honest with his feelings, and encourages others to do the same in their relationships. He believes firmly in communication, respect, and mutual trust are required foundations for all relationships.
His easygoing nature does cause some problems. His carefree attitude often causes many to not take him seriously, or simply cast his opinions aside. He's seen as too loose by many--an idealistic dreamer with his head in the clouds.
Abilities:
Eros possesses a very unique ability, even among Love angels. With the aid of his glasses, he can see the strings of fate that tie people together. Friendships, lovers, spurned lovers, the heartbroken, he can see it all. He even has the ability to see potential soul mates, identified by a matching mark on their bodies.
He loves playing matchmaker, especially given his ability to make people fall in love. On top of this, he can inspire feelings of puppy love in others, along with just feelings of overall harmony. He usually accomplishes this by simply pointing at an individual and saying "Bang!" dramatically. He can accomplish this similarly with a bow and magic arrow, but he personally finds it boring.
As far as offensive magic goes, he possesses gravity and air magic, most of which he uses to fly. He can whip up twisters and storms, and when he's really angry he can change the weight of an object to make it impossible to move. He prefers nonviolent use of his magic
History:
Eros was born to the former King and Queen of Love angels. His childhood was a simple one, in spite of the war and continuing skirmishes. His family was nomadic in nature, and he saw much of the world at a young age. Both parents have since perished in the war, and since their death Eros devotes himself to foster peace between demons and angels. While still a young, relatively new king, he does his best for his people, though many still see him as the child he was.
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| Seerajek |
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Posted by: gabriel - 08-02-2017, 10:11 PM - Forum: Character Profiles
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Character's Name: Seerajek
Nicknames: Jek
Age: 75
Gender: Male
Species: Kirin (Myras)
Abilities: Strength, Agility, Endurance, Shapeshifting to Human-like form, Lightning breath
Appearance: In Kirin form, Jek is long, sleek and, most importantly albino. As a Myras, he is mostly scaled save for a soft underbelly. His eyes are a glacial blue but can appear dark when his pupils are fully dilated. When not dilated, his pupils form slits. He has fangs that poke up past his lips, and an antler that points forward, with a small branch near the base. He has dexterous dragon-like feet, with long claws, and his long mane is wavy and somewhat unkempt. He has a long, sleek looking body, a long neck, and long legs. Not the most robust Kirin, his speed and ferocity make up for his lack of bulk. There are horns on his eye ridge, and three horns down each of his forelegs.
In human form, Jek is tall, almost 5'10", with a lithe physique. He appears thin and long-limbed, lending favorably to his height. Still albino, his hair is white-blond, and as wavy and unkempt as his mane in Kirin form, granted it is pulled back into a tail at the back of his head. His ears can swivel and are elongated, though they are not fully Kirin ears. His nails are manicured to a point, but short enough not to get in the way of work. He often wears black, and form fitting clothing. When in human form, he ornaments his lower lip with a ball piercing just underneath it. He has full lips and a wide mouth, and his downturned eyes often give him a serious look. His eyelashes are thick and white blond, much like his shapely brows. He has a outwardly curved nose bridge, and a moderate bulb, with narrow nostrils that point down. His jaw is angular, he has high cheekbones, and a prominent brow ridge and chin. He is wide in the shoulders, narrow in the waist and holds himself in strictly good posture. His movements are graceful and fluid. He can dart quickly even in his human form, and retains his strength. He has yet to test his lightning breath in human form.
Personality: Others say Jek is a quiet, competent and punctual man with proper enunciation and a high-minded diction and syntax. Jek just happens to like to do things correctly when he does them. He walks with proper posture, has a fluid gait and learns things with the kind of single-mindedness one would devote to the completion of one's destiny. He has a good sense of humor, a solid grasp on human ethics and morals, as well as the specific laws of Yfrelo.
When Jek becomes defensive, or suspicious of others, he loses the warmth and humor that characterize him as the perfect receptionist, and becomes the cold, calculating killer his race dictates he must be. He is quick, and brutal, and has the kind of stare that communicates all of his hostility. He never sneers or snarls, instead choosing his words carefully and executing them exactly in the proper tones to convey his meaning. When choosing to appear threatening, he will utilize his agility to jar others' perception of where he might be in a room. Seeing as he can cross a room without so much as a whisper, without magic, he can easily become a threat.
History: Jek was born in the wild. When his colors did not change, he became the target of poachers, and ejected from his family unit due to the danger of remaining in their territory. Still a very young kirin, he was rescued from a trap by field magicians. Despite his hostility, he was taken to the college and attempts were made to tame him. Exposure to magic and magicians eventually developed a curiousness in him that, if he promised not to try and gore anyone, would allow him to study in the library.
He met Magnus Septirious during one such library study session and was taken under her wing. It was through her that he learned to shapeshift into human form, but that was the extent of his magical ability in most areas. He was training to be part of her security force when a certain brilliantly smiling individual came along and offered him retirement, medical and vacation days.
Because the college had such an "owner" mentality where Jek was concerned, he was all too happy to turn tail on the college, though he did send a formal letter of apology to Magnus. He became Graham's bodyguard instead and, with the introduction of Samira, now acts as his receptionist, though it is clear to a select few that anyone breaching City Hall will find their final obstacle to be a murderous Kirin. He and Killian are very familiar with each other.
Unlike Killian, Jek was never one to keep his words to himself. Well-spoken and wickedly intelligent, he made it clear he was no one's punching bag, whether or not they'd saved him from being skinned alive.
He, Samira, Graham and Graham's family get along well. He is almost like a brother Graham's daughters never had.
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| The Trinket Didn't Work... |
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Posted by: tortricidae - 07-31-2017, 09:44 PM - Forum: Sleibte
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Thread Status: closed
Players involved: kila, haji
Characters involved: Damian (kila), Killian (haji)
Setting: Yfrelo
Time: Morning
Weather: Partly cloudy and slightly chilly
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The mage in charge of the Enchantment branch of the Mage's College was a curiously benign and very paranoid person. An elf who insisted on being called Master Tinks no matter what event was happening. At some point Cromwell, the headmaster usually in charge of communications, had given up on trying to change the eccentric elf's mind.
Cromwell was bad at communication to say the least.
However, when Master Tinks would get all wound up about a bit or bauble that they had created, there was no stopping them from freaking out about it. (Apparently the college attracted all types of mages, not just the sane ones...as far as Cromwell was concerned.) He couldn't get the elf to leave him alone no matter how hard he tried. And, boy, did he try.
Please have it checked out, the college could be destroyed.
Cromwell, of course, wanted nothing to do with this idiot elf who was out of their mind. So he banged down Magnus's door, yelled some rage-filled gibberish and stormed out, forcing all the papers in her little office to explode into a rain of parchment. Cromwell being in a bad mood was always a delightful way to start the work day. Magnus waved her hands and all the papers flew back where they belonged.
"I think you should check it out, Killian," she said. "I have nothing else for you to do today, sorry."
Killian frowned even though that was his default. He frowned deeper. "This isn't even a threat inside the college, Magnus."
"Off you go. Master Tinks says it's a walking disaster. Wouldn't specify anything else. Just get some fresh air if nothing else."
Killian scowled but obeyed. He disappeared in the shadows and strode out of the huge gaping opening to the cobblestone bridge that lead into the city. Looking for a walking disaster in Yfrelo was like looking for hay in a haystack. With no other description, he would have to rely on intuition, but he had no idea what he was looking for.
He figured it would be better to sit by the gate atop a pillar and just observe. He'd follow any truly unusual "walking disasters" that happened to cross his path. Hopefully nobody would bother him on his stake-out.
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| Killian |
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Posted by: tortricidae - 07-31-2017, 08:04 PM - Forum: Character Profiles
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Character's Name: Killian
Nicknames: None, but is not opposed to them if acquainted.
Age: 72
Gender: Male
Species: Sphinx
Abilities: Exceptional magical ability in the Arcane Arts, is a magical engineer and specifically utilizes magic in ways to advance society as a whole, though also understands that a Sphinx does not hold much say in humanoid affairs. Supernatural levels of forethought and deduction. Limited telepathy, though only with those he has a close relationship with. This is due to his magical experimentation.
Appearance:
Sphinx:
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Human: Killian has the same brown skin as his sphinx form, though his eyes look more orange than yellow in comparison. He is average height, standing around 5’ 6”, and rarely smiles, as he’s always thinking a step ahead, sometimes more. His nails are sharper and longer than a typical human’s.
Posture lends to that of a scholar. He carries himself with confidence when not hidden in the shadows, and he is nearly indistinguishable from a normal human. The biggest indication is his gold tongue and thin pads on his palms. He tries to keep his hands hidden for this reason, as respect for him typically dwindles once it’s known that he is a sphinx.
Personality: Killian is quiet and direct. He rarely speaks unless he is spoken to first, unless he is playing secretary for Magnus Septirious, the Head of Security at the Mage’s College. He is an adept learner and would rather spend his time gaining more knowledge than going toe to toe with others even though he is fully capable of attack.
He has a sense of guardianship over Magnus and others who work with security and is fiercely protective of those he has chosen to care about. He is slow to trust and even slower to be open about it. He hasn’t had a single relationship that he cared about outside of Magnus, who he sees as a friend and respected colleague.
He is wary of humans and doesn’t expect them to be much different than typical because in his observations, humans are the quickest to act rash and panicked. He does not oozed superiority, but his matter-of-fact way of speaking to others makes him appear arrogant.
He is quite the conversationalist and knows a great deal about many topics. Should he offer a riddle, he is gauging for intelligence regardless of the answer provided. Some might notice how his attitude changes after a conversation of that nature.
History: Killian was born in the Mage’s College during an attempt to allow other magical creatures into the ranks. Yfrelo’s history as a primarily humanoid city lead to such measures being taken, but because some of the mages were intolerant, very few of those attempted integrations went well. Killian’s birth mother refused to take Killian back after he had been handled by humans. She had been unable to clean him herself and lost the delicate bond a sphinx is required to make. He became uninteresting, and she left him at the college to be raised with those humans.
Killian was taken care of because the Head Headmaster at the time took pity. It wasn’t fair to the cub to be abandoned, and a Sphinx was a worthy addition to the college, and didn’t have more feral or sophisticated tendencies like a Sphinx born in their natural lands. It was also an opportunity for research.
And extensive research at that.
Killian’s years as a cub gave him access to untold mountains of information and he soaked it up like a sponge, learning and becoming highly experienced in Arcane magic taught by the instructors at the college. He applied his magic differently than most of the other students only because he was treated like a ticking time bomb in the china shop. Sphinxes were scary because their intelligence was so much more than that of a human’s.
Killian never showed signs of aggression, though he did unlock the ability to shapeshift into a more palatable form: that of a human. He did this to further his studies, however, when he was about forty years old, Magnus Septirious took the position of Head of Security, and offered Killian the respect that he deserved.
Under her watchful eye, he began to experiment on his own with the magical resources he had available to him. He took a liking to the way Magnus handed her job, and grew closer with her as a colleague. They were the same age.
Nine years later, he is a faithful friend and a sort of secretary and bodyguard to Magnus because he has considered her worthy of protection along with all the information they have gathered together. He does, however, thirst for knowledge and the stores are running dry. He has considered moving into a new field of research, but his loyalty is getting in his way.
He is currently at a crossroads, and seeks to alleviate his desire to learn in a constructive way.
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| Ursa |
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Posted by: Kila - 07-31-2017, 07:33 PM - Forum: Character Profiles
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Name:
Ursa
Age:
25
Gender:
Female
Species:
Wolf (Enkratis Pack)
Appearance:
Ursa is a wolf of unassuming build. She's rather lean, with legs that seem just a bit too long for her, as though she never quite grew into them, and her ears are much the same. Her pelt is a deep charcoal color, and she looks rather plain from behind. This, however, is far from the truth. Ursa's chest and belly are a shimmering tapestry of blues and purples in all manner of shades, and they shimmer with stars. These colors also stain her cheeks and eyelids, making her eyes appear to sparkle. Her eyes are so blue they appear black, though when she uses her magic they take on a bright white color, and glow brightly. Her tail and front legs are alight with with star patterns and constellations, and are constantly shifting and changing depending on what constellations are visible in the sky above.
The more excited or emotional Ursa gets, the more the colors on her body shift, occasionally even turning towards the red end of the spectrum.
Personality:
Being rather young, Ursa has lived a very charmed life. A very social wolf, she finds a way to get along with everyone, and always has a friendly smile to give and a kind word to say. She's not one to stand on the sidelines and let things pass her by, and firmly believes in taking the proverbial bull by the horns. She can come across as rather stubborn and headstrong at times, and doesn't always think before leaping into action. This comes more from lack of experience than arrogance, and Ursa wants nothing more than to find her place in the pack and contribute. She still has quite a bit of puppy in her, and is quite fond of getting down and dirty in play.
At times Ursa can be very insecure and unsure of herself. She knows she's young, and the words of anyone older than her weigh heavily on her. Her personality is still growing and being shaped, and while she aspires for great things Ursa occasionally struggles to keep her paws on the ground.
Abilities:
Ursa controls time and space, though in very limited amounts. She has what she refers to as "starlight magic". She holds the ability to summon small spheres of light which hover around her and charge energy. These spheres unleash energy as bolts of light, which she refers to as "starbolts", and they can also take animal-like shapes with their bodies completely being created of light. This ability grows stronger at night when the stars are out, as Ursa can draw in cosmic energy to fuel her own power. These spheres of light, as well as the animals they can become, look different at night than they do during the day. Under the cover of darkness, they appear to look like constellations.
As far as her powers over space go, Ursa can open pocket dimensions and travel through them. So long as she's been to a place before, and can picture it clearly in her mind's eye, she can open a portal to take her there. In times of dire need she can even hide in one of these pocket dimensions, though she's unsure for how long.
In addition to this, Ursa is very skilled in divining future events from the stars and planetary movements within them. She is, on occasion, granted visions of the present or future.
History:
Born and raised in the Enkratis pack, Ursa has never had to struggle for anything she needed. Her life has been peaceful and uneventful.
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| August Updates! |
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Posted by: Achera - 07-30-2017, 10:35 PM - Forum: Updates and News
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<h3><div class="h3-underline">News and Updates</div></h3>
We're back with more updates!! Staff has been busy trying to bring you new material and now we have some. So sit tight, grab some popcorn, and come join us!
<h3><div class="h3-underline">New Species!</div></h3>
Please welcome the Ruhk! This was a suggestion by our very own Mace! Go check out the Ruhks and get your bird on peeps~
Also, if you're not part of the Discord group, staff has managed to update the images for the following species:
The Kirins, the Unicorns, the Phoenixes, the Wolves, and the Sphinxes. The last was made by our very own, Cassiopeia!
Also, BIG UPDATE TO EXISTING SPECIES!!!!
The Demons and Angels have been given two new houses each!! Please welcome the new Demon houses of Martyrs and Terrors! Also welcome the Angel houses of Faith and Love! Both are more known as nomadic than their other house members who have stable lands. Since the demons and angels were updated, their respective companions, the helvates and kirkastas, have been updated as well. Go enjoy the new babes we have to offer!
<h3><div class="h3-underline">New Items!</div></h3>
We finally have new items! What is this??? Please go check out these new items!
The Fruit of Knowledge -- Item that grants sentience to non-sentient creatures
Life’s Tear -- Item that can bring back the dead
Lunar Blossom -- Item that weakens the effects of curses, but cannot remove them
Solar Blossom -- Item that strengthens the effects of curses
Temptation Fruit -- Item that turns an Angel into a Demon
Holy Fruit -- Item that turns a Demon into an Angel
Sinful Chocolate -- Item that lets a demon embody one of the seven deadly sins
Divine Truffles -- Item that lets an angel embody one of the seven heavenly virtues
Please note that you can only use the Temptation Fruit or Holy Fruit once on a character. That means if they are a demon, you can only use the Holy Fruit once to make them an angel. You cannot use a Temptation Fruit on them after. This is to prevent changing the characters back and forth between the two. So please, if you wish to change your character, choose very wisely about using this.
The Sinful Chocolates will come with more information soon enough. So stay tuned!
If you have any questions about these new items, please contact staff! We are more than willing to answer any questions ^^
<h3><div class="h3-underline">New Staff Position!</div></h3>
Please welcome our very own Cassiopeia to the position of Moderator! She has been acting as one for some time now, but we decided to give her to promotion officially <3 This title name may change, but she still is considered staff so if you have any questions, feel free to ask her!
<h3><div class="h3-underline">Giveaways!</div></h3>
Because we love you SOOOOO much, we have two staffers hosting events! Both staff members, Achera and Cassiopeia, are hosting giveaways for this month! Achera is doing a free forum avatar to all those who post on her board while Cassiopeia is doing a major design giveaway! If you have any questions about them, go to the specific staff member who is running the event!
Check out Achera's Avatars Here!
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Posted by: Kila - 07-27-2017, 06:55 PM - Forum: Sleibte
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<b>Thread Status:</b> Open!
<b>Players involved:</b> Cassiopeia, Psychoticmist, Sparx
<b>Characters involved:</b> Anippe (Jojo), Jenna (Sparx), Scylla (Cass)
<b>Setting:</b> Some peaceful little backwater mountain village and the surrounding area
<b>Time:</b> Noon-ish
<b>Weather:</b> Partly sunny with a chance of rain in the evening, a cool breeze blows down from the north
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It was a good day for cloud watching.
The sky was the bluest baby-blue Scylla had ever seen, and the clouds above were massive puffy white cotton balls being blown into all sorts of shapes by the north wind. The grass rustled in the breeze, and all of the sheep were happily munching away at all the fresh grass, flowers, and clovers their little sheep hearts could ever hope for. It had been such a peaceful day, in fact, that Scylla had let his mind wander. First he'd made himself a crown of wildflowers in all colors, and wore it on his head proudly. Then he'd made one for Max, who was nowhere to be found. Then again, the beast did look kinda like a sheep, and he'd turn up eventually, so Scylla made two more flower crowns for his mothers. A pink and purple one for Mama Mae and a yellow and white one for Mother Mary. And now that the sun was high in the sky, his stomach was beginning to rumble.
It was time to eat!
Seated on a tall rock with a great vantage of the mountain meadow, and the massive flock of sheep, Scylla opened his pack and grabbed his lunch. "I wonder what Mama packed me today?" He exclaimed, his small hands making short work of the cloth wrapping that housed his lunch. A chunk of hard sheep's cheese, an apple, a fresh roll with herb butter, and some of the leftover leek and potato stew from the night before had been tenderly packed for him, with a small piece of parchment that read, "Have a good day, sweetie! Love Mama and Mom".
He dug into the cheese with gusto, holding it in both hands and tearing off pieces with his sharp teeth. It was hard, but immensely flavorful, and his favorite cheese in the whole world! Not that he was biased because he helped make it or anything, not at all, but he'd been raised on sheep's milk cheese, and to him nothing was better. "Max c'mon! Lunchtime!" Scylla shouted, his voice carrying through the mountains. A bark echoed back, and it wasn't long before the furry head of Max came bounding through the sheep. Tearing off a chunk of cheese, Scylla threw the rest into the air, where Max caught it with a deft leap. He settled down next to his master, and Scylla ruffled his plush white fur while smiling from ear to ear.
With roll in hand, he took an enormous bite out of it and gazed down at the flock below. It was such a peaceful day, and he could take all the time in the world to enjoy himself.
After all, what could possibly go wrong?
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