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Syuzeren
As the Earth was formed, there were both lands and sea. The oceans dominated the surface of the Earth, however, lands were never made, instead, the God of Creation, had bestowed upon the human race, Aspidochelones as their homes. And so human civilization thrived upon their respective turtle island, which was then made into separate kingdoms upon the ancient giant creature's back. But before that, there were the Sea Guardians, the protector of the oceans, assigned by the God of Creation to watch over and maintain peace all over the World, the people worship them and making altars and ask for their blessings and protection whenever a crew of sailors prepare to set sail, mainly to make trades with other kingdoms or to simply hoped to make a fine catch and to return home safely. The ocean is a dangerous place, as sea monsters, bigger than the finest ship could be lurking around in the water whenever the Guardian wasn't around, they are a pest to the ecosystem, destroying and killing just for fun, every sailors worst nightmare.
Aside from the sea monsters, there were also a group, called themselves 'Raiders'. And as the title implied, they were every kingdoms' nuisance, notoriously known for their ruthless attack and stealing, they roamed the sea with little to no fear, experienced with the sea monsters and they were not to be messed with. Different from the people on the Aspidochelone kingdoms, they have no believe and faith in the Sea Guardians, seeing them as a mere child's fairytale that parents would use to tuck their children in.
Other than that, the World seems to be at peace for over thousands of years, however... rumors had it; there's a strange and dark force that has been spreading all over the world very recently, though they'd vanish as quick as they'd come, and worst, they have said to have killed one of the Sea Guardian, sending that part of the ocean into chaos as the sea monsters taken advantage of the Guardian's absent and terrorizing the creatures and humans sailed the sea. There's no explanation for it, many people have been searching for an answer and try to figure out what exactly had happened. Will you gather up your courage and search for the answer? Or will you cower and stay behind on your Aspidochelone home and wait for the end to come?
Hey everyone this is our RP thread, strictly for RPing only, any questions and chattering goes to our OOC thread, let's keep this neat everyone and not overflowing it with off-topic chatting. New people who are interested in joining, please go to the OOC thread as well
OOC THREAD
Moderators of the RP: myself and @
Syuzeren
As the Earth was formed, there were both lands and sea. The oceans dominated the surface of the Earth, however, lands were never made, instead, the God of Creation, had bestowed upon the human race, Aspidochelones as their homes. And so human civilization thrived upon their respective turtle island, which was then made into separate kingdoms upon the ancient giant creature's back. But before that, there were the Sea Guardians, the protector of the oceans, assigned by the God of Creation to watch over and maintain peace all over the World, the people worship them and making altars and ask for their blessings and protection whenever a crew of sailors prepare to set sail, mainly to make trades with other kingdoms or to simply hoped to make a fine catch and to return home safely. The ocean is a dangerous place, as sea monsters, bigger than the finest ship could be lurking around in the water whenever the Guardian wasn't around, they are a pest to the ecosystem, destroying and killing just for fun, every sailors worst nightmare.
Aside from the sea monsters, there were also a group, called themselves 'Raiders'. And as the title implied, they were every kingdoms' nuisance, notoriously known for their ruthless attack and stealing, they roamed the sea with little to no fear, experienced with the sea monsters and they were not to be messed with. Different from the people on the Aspidochelone kingdoms, they have no believe and faith in the Sea Guardians, seeing them as a mere child's fairytale that parents would use to tuck their children in.
Other than that, the World seems to be at peace for over thousands of years, however... rumors had it; there's a strange and dark force that has been spreading all over the world very recently, though they'd vanish as quick as they'd come, and worst, they have said to have killed one of the Sea Guardian, sending that part of the ocean into chaos as the sea monsters taken advantage of the Guardian's absent and terrorizing the creatures and humans sailed the sea. There's no explanation for it, many people have been searching for an answer and try to figure out what exactly had happened. Will you gather up your courage and search for the answer? Or will you cower and stay behind on your Aspidochelone home and wait for the end to come?
It was a lively day for kingdoms everywhere across the five oceans. The sun was at its highest point, shone down beautifully on the kingdom, its light reflected on the walls of the castle, the birds were saying their songs and the creatures that inhabit on the Aspidochelone cracked their eyes open to welcome a new day. On the back of their Aspidochelones, children were playing on the street, people gathered around at the market for their trading and morning route, ships from everywhere began for docking or leaving the harbor, they've sent their prayers to the Sea Guardians for the catch today and for protection against the monsters that lurked below the surface. As well as the kingdom's business ships preparing to sail across the sea to another kingdom for important trading.
The ocean was a beautiful yet dangerous place, inhabit with monsters and many sea creatures, not to mention the notorious Raiders on their vessels dominate the surface, armed with deadliest weapons on board and their bottomless greed and thirst for the kill, and their flags raised high and waving with the winds, like a sign of dead was coming that no sailors ever wanted to come across. Below the surface, various type of fishes and sea creatures were just as lively as the people on land, they spread across the sea, swimming about and do their own thing, some hordes were getting ready to migrated to a different part of the ocean or become snacks for the sea monsters that lurking around to find anything that they can get their teeth on.
And for the Sea Guardians, some were up to patrol their borders and keep the monsters in line, protecting their people that sailed across the sea, some remained indifferent to what happen above the surface and continued with their eternal slumber on the bottom of the ocean, not to meddle in with the human's affair. Or that was how it was suppose to be.
While the kingdoms were buzzling with life and the people going all and about their own business, below the surface of water, is an entire different story.
An important message has been sent among the Guardians themselves, it was yet time for another meeting, this time it took place in the depths of the Antarctic Ocean, where the Guardian, Andrach residents. Their gathering place change annually between the five domains, just for safety measure, and possibly for the Guardians to check up on how their siblings were doing their job of maintaining the ocean, or just simply an opportunity for one to show off.
But again, there was more to this particular meeting than the usual, ever since Mathias' passing not very long ago, many problems arise and they've been meeting up more frequently than ever for the past centuries. Moving along the bed of the ocean, an enormous sea serpent slithering through the currents, entering the cold and unforgiving water.
Heading towards gloomy, crumbled ruins lying on the floor of the ocean. It might have look like a normal, collapsed building from the old age, now nothing more than a fragment of the past to normal eyes. But with a single touch of the serpent, the doors open, revealing a glorious hallway of bright lights and chandeliers, untouched by the water that was suppose to flood in as soon as the doors were open and surrounding it.
The once gigantic sea serpent shrunk into the form of a woman clad in armor as she entered the hall and the doors slowly closed behind her as she stridden towards the chamber's doors at the end, where her siblings would be gathering at the big table.
Today was a rather chilly day in the kingdom of Eon, not that it was anything of surprise, really. The foggy town just going on about their life as well, people minding their own business and carriages of aristocrats strolling down the streets, they always seem to be in a hurry. Somewhere further from the town, there was a young lad, hanging out in a stable that he had successfully snuck in last night. He was laying down on the hays, in his mouth was a straw.
The boy seem to be zoomed out for the time being, lamenting on all the things he should be doing for the day, planning out the scheme in his head, his clothes tattered and his feet bruised and roughen from all the running he does barefoot, treading on the cold stone ground of the city was a bit of a nuisance, sometimes if he was unfortunately enough he'd have stepped on a broken glass that some drunkard might had dropped his bottle of alcohol.
To him, it was a leisure to find a stable like this to refugee in for the night, he hadn't sleep like since forever, though happiness doesn't last long enough, he'd eventually have to bail before whoever was the owner of this stable came checking up on it. But it's still early, he still has some times before the owner wakes.
It was a lively day for kingdoms everywhere across the five oceans. The sun was at its highest point, shone down beautifully on the kingdom, its light reflected on the walls of the castle, the birds were saying their songs and the creatures that inhabit on the Aspidochelone cracked their eyes open to welcome a new day. On the back of their Aspidochelones, children were playing on the street, people gathered around at the market for their trading and morning route, ships from everywhere began for docking or leaving the harbor, they've sent their prayers to the Sea Guardians for the catch today and for protection against the monsters that lurked below the surface. As well as the kingdom's business ships preparing to sail across the sea to another kingdom for important trading.
The ocean was a beautiful yet dangerous place, inhabit with monsters and many sea creatures, not to mention the notorious Raiders on their vessels dominate the surface, armed with deadliest weapons on board and their bottomless greed and thirst for the kill, and their flags raised high and waving with the winds, like a sign of dead was coming that no sailors ever wanted to come across. Below the surface, various type of fishes and sea creatures were just as lively as the people on land, they spread across the sea, swimming about and do their own thing, some hordes were getting ready to migrated to a different part of the ocean or become snacks for the sea monsters that lurking around to find anything that they can get their teeth on.
And for the Sea Guardians, some were up to patrol their borders and keep the monsters in line, protecting their people that sailed across the sea, some remained indifferent to what happen above the surface and continued with their eternal slumber on the bottom of the ocean, not to meddle in with the human's affair. Or that was how it was suppose to be.
While the kingdoms were buzzling with life and the people going all and about their own business, below the surface of water, is an entire different story.
An important message has been sent among the Guardians themselves, it was yet time for another meeting, this time it took place in the depths of the Antarctic Ocean, where the Guardian, Andrach residents. Their gathering place change annually between the five domains, just for safety measure, and possibly for the Guardians to check up on how their siblings were doing their job of maintaining the ocean, or just simply an opportunity for one to show off.
But again, there was more to this particular meeting than the usual, ever since Mathias' passing not very long ago, many problems arise and they've been meeting up more frequently than ever for the past centuries. Moving along the bed of the ocean, an enormous sea serpent slithering through the currents, entering the cold and unforgiving water.
Heading towards gloomy, crumbled ruins lying on the floor of the ocean. It might have look like a normal, collapsed building from the old age, now nothing more than a fragment of the past to normal eyes. But with a single touch of the serpent, the doors open, revealing a glorious hallway of bright lights and chandeliers, untouched by the water that was suppose to flood in as soon as the doors were open and surrounding it.
The once gigantic sea serpent shrunk into the form of a woman clad in armor as she entered the hall and the doors slowly closed behind her as she stridden towards the chamber's doors at the end, where her siblings would be gathering at the big table.
Today was a rather chilly day in the kingdom of Eon, not that it was anything of surprise, really. The foggy town just going on about their life as well, people minding their own business and carriages of aristocrats strolling down the streets, they always seem to be in a hurry. Somewhere further from the town, there was a young lad, hanging out in a stable that he had successfully snuck in last night. He was laying down on the hays, in his mouth was a straw.
The boy seem to be zoomed out for the time being, lamenting on all the things he should be doing for the day, planning out the scheme in his head, his clothes tattered and his feet bruised and roughen from all the running he does barefoot, treading on the cold stone ground of the city was a bit of a nuisance, sometimes if he was unfortunately enough he'd have stepped on a broken glass that some drunkard might had dropped his bottle of alcohol.
To him, it was a leisure to find a stable like this to refugee in for the night, he hadn't sleep like since forever, though happiness doesn't last long enough, he'd eventually have to bail before whoever was the owner of this stable came checking up on it. But it's still early, he still has some times before the owner wakes.
Aelous sat by the sea, it had been months since he had heard from the Seapearl.
He never really got to set sail with them that much, but the captain sent him letters on how everything was going at least every three weeks or so.
The glistened in the sunlight and Aelous smiled.
He wanted to be out on the sea sailing and fighting sea monsters once again.
Aelous looked around to make sure no one was watching and he slowly lifted the water with his powers out of the sea into the shape of a circle.
He lost control and the form collapsed and fell back into the ocean.
The powers of the sea came with great reasonability he could never use them carelessly because sea monsters could sense him whenever he used his powers.
He wanted to find someone else with powers who could possibly mentor him.
Ameth was ready to set sail their trade ships to Celic, he had never been on one even though that's what he told his parents instead of telling them he was on a raiding ship.
He knew he was only to contact the Seapearl only in an emergency or if he was contacted and asked to send a response.
The Seapearl should have sent him a letter on the pigeon anything, but if they did not to Aelousd that meant something was very wrong......
The trade ships were going Celic and the Seapearl might be around there on the trade ships path.
He decided to go aboard the ship and if the Seapearl appeared he might all of sudden appear on the Seapearl.
Aelous grabbed his leather sack and sword and raced aboard right before they set sail
Aelous sat by the sea, it had been months since he had heard from the Seapearl.
He never really got to set sail with them that much, but the captain sent him letters on how everything was going at least every three weeks or so.
The glistened in the sunlight and Aelous smiled.
He wanted to be out on the sea sailing and fighting sea monsters once again.
Aelous looked around to make sure no one was watching and he slowly lifted the water with his powers out of the sea into the shape of a circle.
He lost control and the form collapsed and fell back into the ocean.
The powers of the sea came with great reasonability he could never use them carelessly because sea monsters could sense him whenever he used his powers.
He wanted to find someone else with powers who could possibly mentor him.
Ameth was ready to set sail their trade ships to Celic, he had never been on one even though that's what he told his parents instead of telling them he was on a raiding ship.
He knew he was only to contact the Seapearl only in an emergency or if he was contacted and asked to send a response.
The Seapearl should have sent him a letter on the pigeon anything, but if they did not to Aelousd that meant something was very wrong......
The trade ships were going Celic and the Seapearl might be around there on the trade ships path.
He decided to go aboard the ship and if the Seapearl appeared he might all of sudden appear on the Seapearl.
Aelous grabbed his leather sack and sword and raced aboard right before they set sail
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On the back of the giant turtle, a being walked. Their steps seemed to glide on the earth, and they looked to be wandering deliriously- perfect innocence if the space around them did not hum and waver with a strange pulse. They wandered through the bustling life of the cities, openly, and the people around them either had no notice or stared on, in a feeling they could not place for the god who bent the reality around them.
Xkanji was all too aware of the world, although blind to a fault, the god was by no means truly handicapped. They moved through the stalls of a marketplace, unaware of the kingdom they roamed, and listened carefully for any whispers of what gossip would be useful to their ears.
Surely, there must be something worth their time.
On the back of the giant turtle, a being walked. Their steps seemed to glide on the earth, and they looked to be wandering deliriously- perfect innocence if the space around them did not hum and waver with a strange pulse. They wandered through the bustling life of the cities, openly, and the people around them either had no notice or stared on, in a feeling they could not place for the god who bent the reality around them.
Xkanji was all too aware of the world, although blind to a fault, the god was by no means truly handicapped. They moved through the stalls of a marketplace, unaware of the kingdom they roamed, and listened carefully for any whispers of what gossip would be useful to their ears.
Surely, there must be something worth their time.
Aynith put her cloak over her head tied her long blonde hair back and spun around in the mirror.
She had succeeded in putting her disguise on and made sure she looked nothing like a princess.
Her quiver and bow were on her side table she grabbed them and hid them under her cloak.
She had a strange feeling they were going to be needed.
Her heart yearned for adventure still the trade ship to Celic was leaving harbor in less than ten minutes.
Aynith raced out her room into the gardens, past the guards and into the village to the harbor.
She made sure her cloak was on her face and her face could not be seen.
The ship sounded a horn, then she saw her brother Aelous sneaking on.
Curiously she hid behind a barrel and watched.
He showed some kind of symbol on a piece of leather to a strange looking guard she had never seen before and she had met almost every guard in Ameth being a princess she made it her business.
The guard let him pass and shook his hand as Aelous made his way onto the ship.
When the guard followed him she ran as fast as she could on to the ship.
Her brother was up to something and it was her business to know what.
Aynith put her cloak over her head tied her long blonde hair back and spun around in the mirror.
She had succeeded in putting her disguise on and made sure she looked nothing like a princess.
Her quiver and bow were on her side table she grabbed them and hid them under her cloak.
She had a strange feeling they were going to be needed.
Her heart yearned for adventure still the trade ship to Celic was leaving harbor in less than ten minutes.
Aynith raced out her room into the gardens, past the guards and into the village to the harbor.
She made sure her cloak was on her face and her face could not be seen.
The ship sounded a horn, then she saw her brother Aelous sneaking on.
Curiously she hid behind a barrel and watched.
He showed some kind of symbol on a piece of leather to a strange looking guard she had never seen before and she had met almost every guard in Ameth being a princess she made it her business.
The guard let him pass and shook his hand as Aelous made his way onto the ship.
When the guard followed him she ran as fast as she could on to the ship.
Her brother was up to something and it was her business to know what.
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A large oil colored creature slid through the currents, cutting through any force holding them back as massive dark fins stirred the water in circles around them. The creature was careful not to disturb the natural oceanic life that resided in his path. He moved with grace and ease through the water, yet something about the way he moved hinted something was off. The pacific guardian had been like that for a while now, ever since the day he lost his brother. That day a small part of him seemed to have vanished, the part that found joy in every little thing and the part that made him, well him.
He swiftly crossed into the freezing arctic waters, a drastic change in comparison to his warm and temperate currents that blessings flowed upon. However, due to his thick hide, he barely felt the temperature change, his back fins undilating with the slow moving currents. The guardian was glad that he would be able to check up on his second youngest sister, however grim the circumstances were. He did not want a repeat of what had happened to Mathias, to Andrach. As she was so far from him and very rarely traveled outside her domain, Hersha was grateful for the opportunity.
As he went deeper into the water and the darker it became large fluorescent spots illuminated the inky darkness casting a soft green light across the seabed. In the distance lay crumbling ruins, but Hersha knew better than to judge by appearances. The guardian quickly picked up his pace, he was antsy to see his siblings, to make sure they were okay, as he had done when they were nothing but children eons ago.
When the ancient relics of a time long ago fully came into view, the image of a crumbling mess of rock and stone was soon stripped away to reveal a beautiful home, fitting of the Antarctic guardian. As his beast form was far too large to fully fit into the massive halls, he quickly transformed into his other form, once he had gained entry, of a tall brown haired man clothed in a dark undershirt and silver armor. He quickly walked towards the end of the hallway, taking note of the other person already in the room with him.
A large oil colored creature slid through the currents, cutting through any force holding them back as massive dark fins stirred the water in circles around them. The creature was careful not to disturb the natural oceanic life that resided in his path. He moved with grace and ease through the water, yet something about the way he moved hinted something was off. The pacific guardian had been like that for a while now, ever since the day he lost his brother. That day a small part of him seemed to have vanished, the part that found joy in every little thing and the part that made him, well him.
He swiftly crossed into the freezing arctic waters, a drastic change in comparison to his warm and temperate currents that blessings flowed upon. However, due to his thick hide, he barely felt the temperature change, his back fins undilating with the slow moving currents. The guardian was glad that he would be able to check up on his second youngest sister, however grim the circumstances were. He did not want a repeat of what had happened to Mathias, to Andrach. As she was so far from him and very rarely traveled outside her domain, Hersha was grateful for the opportunity.
As he went deeper into the water and the darker it became large fluorescent spots illuminated the inky darkness casting a soft green light across the seabed. In the distance lay crumbling ruins, but Hersha knew better than to judge by appearances. The guardian quickly picked up his pace, he was antsy to see his siblings, to make sure they were okay, as he had done when they were nothing but children eons ago.
When the ancient relics of a time long ago fully came into view, the image of a crumbling mess of rock and stone was soon stripped away to reveal a beautiful home, fitting of the Antarctic guardian. As his beast form was far too large to fully fit into the massive halls, he quickly transformed into his other form, once he had gained entry, of a tall brown haired man clothed in a dark undershirt and silver armor. He quickly walked towards the end of the hallway, taking note of the other person already in the room with him.
Felicity looked over at her young pupil. “Anna you have made great improvement since at last lesson.
“I have been studying really hard because I want to be an author.” She exclaims excitedly as she looked up at her mentor.
“How is your brother doing at the blacksmiths.”
“He is doing well he thinks his mentor is to harsh. But other than that he loves the work and he is hoping to have enough money saved up for when he turns 18 we have a place to live so he doesn’t have to live on the streets.” Her eyes saddened for a moment then they go back to her normal happy eyes. ‘I have to do something for them. I can’t let them live out on the streets. I’m should go to the guardians for guidance.’ She thought carefully.
“What are you thinking about Felicity?” The small girl asked
“It is nothing my child just something I have to do.” She said with a reassuring smile.
Felicity looked over at her young pupil. “Anna you have made great improvement since at last lesson.
“I have been studying really hard because I want to be an author.” She exclaims excitedly as she looked up at her mentor.
“How is your brother doing at the blacksmiths.”
“He is doing well he thinks his mentor is to harsh. But other than that he loves the work and he is hoping to have enough money saved up for when he turns 18 we have a place to live so he doesn’t have to live on the streets.” Her eyes saddened for a moment then they go back to her normal happy eyes. ‘I have to do something for them. I can’t let them live out on the streets. I’m should go to the guardians for guidance.’ She thought carefully.
“What are you thinking about Felicity?” The small girl asked
“It is nothing my child just something I have to do.” She said with a reassuring smile.
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The streets were full of music in the kingdom of Ameth. Brightly dressed acrobats and humans walking on stilts as tall as elephants paraded the streets, banging on cymbals, blowing their joy filled lungs on baritone saxophones and beating loudly on their drums. Maidens were hanging draperies from the second storey windows. The Palace was having a ball. Even though that meant that only the nobles could attend such a ball, it also meant that there would be an influx of business for the whole capital.
Ameth was the largest kingdom financially in all the seven kingdoms. Though Toto obviously outsized them, that didn’t stop them from being the richest. When it was time for a social gathering amont the elites, the kingdom spared no tax money to entertain their royal and noble guests from other kingdoms, in pride and as well as in shame of what other kingdoms might think of them if they for one second couldn’t provide the absolute best.
The bakeries were running over time, trying their best to mould the best shaped cakes. The butcheries were preparing the finest grade meats. The boutiques were by far the busiest, as they were filled with the most prim and proper of the elites who simply had to get the most unique and limited dress and suit designs. Out from every corner of the market place, there was not a stall not getting their share of business today.
Closer to the palace, more guards and knights were patrolling the perimeter. Not a thing may be out of place or a few heads might be sent rolling. The taverns were also filled with your average huntsman and fisherman, drinking out their spoils of their newest kill they sold to the butchers just a while ago.
Children ran in the streets, pickpockets frequented the courtyards, and a stray could be found barking at a passer-by. It was a joyous day for the kingdom.
Very few of the people knew of the ethical meeting that had to take place behind closed doors. Between the kingdoms, they knew why they were really meeting up. It was to discuss this imminent darkness that was laying claim to parts of their kingdoms at a time. They had to discuss what they’d do about it.
This conversation was private, however, and not meant for the commoner ears. Not even for the other nobles whom would be enjoying the festivities in celebration of the equinox in the nearby ballroom.
The streets were full of music in the kingdom of Ameth. Brightly dressed acrobats and humans walking on stilts as tall as elephants paraded the streets, banging on cymbals, blowing their joy filled lungs on baritone saxophones and beating loudly on their drums. Maidens were hanging draperies from the second storey windows. The Palace was having a ball. Even though that meant that only the nobles could attend such a ball, it also meant that there would be an influx of business for the whole capital.
Ameth was the largest kingdom financially in all the seven kingdoms. Though Toto obviously outsized them, that didn’t stop them from being the richest. When it was time for a social gathering amont the elites, the kingdom spared no tax money to entertain their royal and noble guests from other kingdoms, in pride and as well as in shame of what other kingdoms might think of them if they for one second couldn’t provide the absolute best.
The bakeries were running over time, trying their best to mould the best shaped cakes. The butcheries were preparing the finest grade meats. The boutiques were by far the busiest, as they were filled with the most prim and proper of the elites who simply had to get the most unique and limited dress and suit designs. Out from every corner of the market place, there was not a stall not getting their share of business today.
Closer to the palace, more guards and knights were patrolling the perimeter. Not a thing may be out of place or a few heads might be sent rolling. The taverns were also filled with your average huntsman and fisherman, drinking out their spoils of their newest kill they sold to the butchers just a while ago.
Children ran in the streets, pickpockets frequented the courtyards, and a stray could be found barking at a passer-by. It was a joyous day for the kingdom.
Very few of the people knew of the ethical meeting that had to take place behind closed doors. Between the kingdoms, they knew why they were really meeting up. It was to discuss this imminent darkness that was laying claim to parts of their kingdoms at a time. They had to discuss what they’d do about it.
This conversation was private, however, and not meant for the commoner ears. Not even for the other nobles whom would be enjoying the festivities in celebration of the equinox in the nearby ballroom.
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To All: Currently heading out to work soon so I won’t have time to post all three of my boys till I get home late. But since this is moving Imma give you Mär so I have someone on the board. And I’ll figure out where the other two are afterwards. If anyone needs them Eos is probably at his home with his keplies and horses. Roan however will help you with any sort of carpentry you need.)
Sea air buffets the coastline with the scents of salt and marine life. All around the port town people bustle. This way and that their bodies winde, all with something to do. All knowing what that something was. Except of course the
tourists.
To Mär this is a beautiful picture, his halls sang with praise, his towns hummed with life. The world is Beautiful!! Beauty, that should be
savored and enjoyed! And what better way to do that then wi-
A power greater than others shifts his focus, stills his mind.
Whom is... AHH now that was a force left silent for many years. Keen blue eyes scan the crowds for
something that seemed to be nothing, hole, a space. His face twists into an inhuman smile.
There! Descending downwards an invisible spector save to the other gods and being of great power in this world.His mane of ginger hair is radiant, skin so smooth and spotless at the moment, cloths crisp and clean. Mär alights taking step behind Xkanji, “Well Well Well! How good it is to see
your decadent face once more. I see the beauty sleep has done you well.~” The sea god’s voice is a enticing purr, like the call of water on a hot sunny day, not unlike this one really. “Or maybe you were always so Divine.” A snicker and a wink for the joke before the smile suddenly drops. “So many Centuries have passed I cannot remember!” A hand moves to dramatically sweep his own forehead. He looks Sticken, sad beyond words though whether this is honesty or an act is impossible to tell. Knowing Mär it is a bit of both. “Tell me, what brings you back to the surface? I’ve Miiiiissed you Xkanji. I’ve been so Lonesome the only god walking.” PFFT Mär, Lonesome, Impossible. However if it really was just the two of them....it makes sense how one god, especially one so Social as Mär would pine for another of his power and company. “I Must know so I can store it away should you hide yourself from me again!” This is both viciousness and passion in the other god’s voice. Typical. Expected. Warmly Familiar of Mär.
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To All: Currently heading out to work soon so I won’t have time to post all three of my boys till I get home late. But since this is moving Imma give you Mär so I have someone on the board. And I’ll figure out where the other two are afterwards. If anyone needs them Eos is probably at his home with his keplies and horses. Roan however will help you with any sort of carpentry you need.)
Sea air buffets the coastline with the scents of salt and marine life. All around the port town people bustle. This way and that their bodies winde, all with something to do. All knowing what that something was. Except of course the
tourists.
To Mär this is a beautiful picture, his halls sang with praise, his towns hummed with life. The world is Beautiful!! Beauty, that should be
savored and enjoyed! And what better way to do that then wi-
A power greater than others shifts his focus, stills his mind.
Whom is... AHH now that was a force left silent for many years. Keen blue eyes scan the crowds for
something that seemed to be nothing, hole, a space. His face twists into an inhuman smile.
There! Descending downwards an invisible spector save to the other gods and being of great power in this world.His mane of ginger hair is radiant, skin so smooth and spotless at the moment, cloths crisp and clean. Mär alights taking step behind Xkanji, “Well Well Well! How good it is to see
your decadent face once more. I see the beauty sleep has done you well.~” The sea god’s voice is a enticing purr, like the call of water on a hot sunny day, not unlike this one really. “Or maybe you were always so Divine.” A snicker and a wink for the joke before the smile suddenly drops. “So many Centuries have passed I cannot remember!” A hand moves to dramatically sweep his own forehead. He looks Sticken, sad beyond words though whether this is honesty or an act is impossible to tell. Knowing Mär it is a bit of both. “Tell me, what brings you back to the surface? I’ve Miiiiissed you Xkanji. I’ve been so Lonesome the only god walking.” PFFT Mär, Lonesome, Impossible. However if it really was just the two of them....it makes sense how one god, especially one so Social as Mär would pine for another of his power and company. “I Must know so I can store it away should you hide yourself from me again!” This is both viciousness and passion in the other god’s voice. Typical. Expected. Warmly Familiar of Mär.
I also like to be pinged but since there're so many of us that might take a while :3
I'll (hopefully) be on around 12 FR time.
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Dragons were a rarity these days, most having gone extinct while the few that are left either hide in the ocean or delve down into the deepest of caves or glide among the tallest mountain tops. The rest that are left all have magic, but they are all different from each other somehow. They either have more than four legs or less, more than two wings or none at all. Some were like serpents, slithering across the rocks on the bottom of the ocean, while others took to the skies and hid among the clouds.
They all had one goal though. Don't let yourself be seen. If you are seen, you either fight or die, as it had been in the older days. But times now are not as they were hundreds of years ago. And Mare knew that.
Floating along the edges of Celic, was an abnormally large iceberg. The ice that had once been strong and stiff, able to bring down the largest of boats, had melted tremendously. Now the once thick ice is nearly clear, the topmost of it covered in snow. The being in the ice had been asleep for, say fifty to a hundred years. His body was just big enough to not be poking through the surface of the ice, but since it was melting, that meant that it was slowly getting warmer.
The dragon inside the block manged to open his pitch black eyes and looked around. He was still in the ice and, even though it was mostly see-through now, his white and grey scales should be able to make him blend in. With a great amount of effort, in trying to move his limbs, the ice that once held the great beast, started to crack.
The sound sounded like thunder, and he was sure that when he did break out, the remaining ice would shatter and create large waves, maybe even a small tsunami. But right now, he didn't feel like getting on the Celic kingdom's bad side. Wanting to be away from the coast more, he waited before trying again.
I also like to be pinged but since there're so many of us that might take a while :3
I'll (hopefully) be on around 12 FR time.
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Dragons were a rarity these days, most having gone extinct while the few that are left either hide in the ocean or delve down into the deepest of caves or glide among the tallest mountain tops. The rest that are left all have magic, but they are all different from each other somehow. They either have more than four legs or less, more than two wings or none at all. Some were like serpents, slithering across the rocks on the bottom of the ocean, while others took to the skies and hid among the clouds.
They all had one goal though. Don't let yourself be seen. If you are seen, you either fight or die, as it had been in the older days. But times now are not as they were hundreds of years ago. And Mare knew that.
Floating along the edges of Celic, was an abnormally large iceberg. The ice that had once been strong and stiff, able to bring down the largest of boats, had melted tremendously. Now the once thick ice is nearly clear, the topmost of it covered in snow. The being in the ice had been asleep for, say fifty to a hundred years. His body was just big enough to not be poking through the surface of the ice, but since it was melting, that meant that it was slowly getting warmer.
The dragon inside the block manged to open his pitch black eyes and looked around. He was still in the ice and, even though it was mostly see-through now, his white and grey scales should be able to make him blend in. With a great amount of effort, in trying to move his limbs, the ice that once held the great beast, started to crack.
The sound sounded like thunder, and he was sure that when he did break out, the remaining ice would shatter and create large waves, maybe even a small tsunami. But right now, he didn't feel like getting on the Celic kingdom's bad side. Wanting to be away from the coast more, he waited before trying again.
