Roleplay

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March 19, 2017 14:06:04

@Alnilam, If you don't mind me joining. :)

Iceheart is kind and loving. She is the good/calm side of the leadership. She is my second main progenitor, and though she may look tough, she just wants to your friend.

Leafswirl is strict yet caring. She used to be main healer of the clan until she agreed to let her apprentice take over after an accident that nearly killed Leafswirl. She always carries a pouch of herbs and her healing staff. She can also use her pearl to see and predict the near future, she is not always right though and it just a prediction.

Aytori is quiet and sometimes lonely, but he almost always has a good story to tell. He became the commander of battle after the old one killed a dragon and disappeared before trial was held. The old commander nearly killed him, but at least he is here now.

Umbra (Nicknamed Stargazer.) is often distant and serious but makes decent jokes when she's up to it. She is a fortune teller who loves the stars. She collects a lot of random shiny things. Uses a lot of cool magic, and is currently practicing her magician skills.

"Archer, he's not like us, he just wanted to........help his friends."- Spiritstar to his nephew, Archer.
Spiritstar is mysterious and reserved, he usually only talks with those he knows, especially Destiny. He is a past student of a dragon named Iado.

"Can't we just give them a chance? You gave me a second chance after Ice killed me, you've taught me so many things, maybe it's your turn to learn something?"-Destiny to Spiritstar and Archer.

Destiny is mysterious and forgiving. She is Spiritstar's only true love, and she loves him dearly. In her past life, she was a snooty, rude dragon named Glow. She was the one the commander before Aytori (Ice) killed. Spiritstar brought Glow back to life as Destiny, and he retaught her everything she had known.

Last edited on Mar 19, 2017 14:11:08 by Flamestar03

(I'm guessing it is night time?)

Iceheart walked through the door of the house. (Assuming there is one though...) "I apologize for being so very late! Umbra found some shiny thing and then we where attacked by some creature, then it was all chaos...." Iceheart said as she brushed some dirt off of her bag.

Leafswirl was to busy looking at the rose bushes by the house to notice Iceheart go inside. She graced one of the petals carefully with the end of her talon as to not cause the rose harm, but to still be able to feel it's soft petals. She quietly entered the house, her robe/cloak silencing her strides.

Aytori cautiously walked into the room with his pearl tight in his talons. "I daren’t say this place seems dangerous, but we must be careful just in case." he said.

Umbra sat on a large rock angled to the sky, What a lovely night it is tonight.... she thought as she mapped out the stars on a large scroll.

Flamestar03

2701

March 19, 2017 15:34:37

(I'm guessing it is night time?)

Iceheart walked through the door of the house. (Assuming there is one though...) "I apologize for being so very late! Umbra found some shiny thing and then we where attacked by some creature, then it was all chaos...." Iceheart said as she brushed some dirt off of her bag.

Leafswirl was to busy looking at the rose bushes by the house to notice Iceheart go inside. She graced one of the petals carefully with the end of her talon as to not cause the rose harm, but to still be able to feel it's soft petals. She quietly entered the house, her robe/cloak silencing her strides.

Aytori cautiously walked into the room with his pearl tight in his talons. "I daren’t say this place seems dangerous, but we must be careful just in case." he said.

Umbra sat on a large rock angled to the sky, What a lovely night it is tonight.... she thought as she mapped out the stars on a large scroll.

@Alnilam [center][size=4][b][color=a50000]Delegation: Nowhere Asylum[/color][/b][/size][/center] Note: Since I'm playing these guys as gijinkas, the second paragraphs under them are short descriptions of their general appearances. [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=6898795] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/68988/6898795_350.png[/img] [/url] Kvatyr: Our founder, and for many years prisoner (long story how that happened, we don't keep prisoners anymore), now unable to properly walk or use her arms thanks to muscle atrophy set on by being trapped in a tiny cage for the duration of her imprisonment. Despite this, she excels at flying and is a powerful Plague mage. Also of note is that she is skin and bone, refusing to eat normal food and only feeding on the flesh of other people (Not a concern, she's not on the hunt right now and is kept in check by Xolotl.) She doesn't trust anyone aside from the other inmates, but doesn't often show it, and acts as welcoming, friendly, and kind as she can. Average height, skin and bone, shorter than normal horns (one of them is broken), wears a ragged dress, broken chains on her wrists and ankles. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=18817226] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/188173/18817226_350.png[/img] [/url] Xolotl: Kvatyr's personal body guard and mode of transport. They are rarely apart and he will fight to the death to protect her and other inmates when they are present. He is a "retired" warrior and active hitman and only protects us out of a sense of loyalty to those providing his housing and care. He is incredibly cold and never shows any emotion, usually acting like a shadow either following or carrying Kvatyr. Ludicrously tall and muscular, face is covered with scars (why he wears the masks), never wears a shirt, keeps his sword strapped across the waist of his kilt, looks really intimidating. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=18060758] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/180608/18060758_350.png[/img] [/url] Velte: Kvatyr's daughter and our "diplomat". She is very eloquent and strict and only acts kind and apologetic out of obligation. She will complain about dragons behind their backs in a scornful manner and has a bad relationship with her mother, not wanting to be associated with her and pretending they're not related. She is a perfectionist and never admits to being wrong or failing. Below average hight and slightly overweight, wears a simple and bloodstained gown. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=7137515] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/71376/7137515_350.png[/img] [/url] Ragnarok: Our priestess and executioner, though she doesn't preach much anymore and serves more as a comforting mother figure to us. She is genuinely welcoming and kind, and will listen to your problems and try and comfort you for as long as needed. She is also very headstrong and stubborn and if you're looking for a fight, she'll take you on. Tall and elegant, though not particularly feminine looking and visibly scarred all across her body. Wears a collared shirt with jeans and a red leather trench coat adorned with skulls, a crown of bones, and a large, shining pendant. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=8309596] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/83096/8309596_350.png[/img] [/url] Mortos: Our gravekeeper, though his idea of tending to graves is throwing a mangled body on the ground to be reclaimed by nature. He has a fascination with ghosts and has managed to trap a few in his pearl, which now functions a lot like a glowing, floating, sassy magic 8 ball. He now has no clue how he did that, and is a bit disappointed that he can't collect more. He is also a retired Shadow mage, and isn't looking to fight, but will still use his powers to his advantage. He's not the most social in the world and is often found hanging around his best friend, Krova, to keep him calm and stable. Short and naturally chubby, very kind looking, wears a plain hooded robe, usually keeps the mask flipped up and out of the way. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=10654770] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/106548/10654770_350.png[/img] [/url] Dr. Krova: Ragnarok's son, Mortos's dearest friend, and our sole doctor, primarily a surgeon. He knows no magic and isn't interesting in learning any. He is perfectly happy with his methods. He carries around [i]a ton[/i] of supplies and sometimes jokes about being a walking hospital. He's polite, friendly, and has a lot of patience. He's known for putting up with much more than most would and is hardly ever angry with anyone. However, he's unstable and can be dangerous to be around, which is why Mortos accompanies him. Because of this, he can [i]never[/i] be put into combat and is why he makes such an effort to keep from being angry or aggressive. He doesn't deal with competition well, and will only tolerate being the only doctor present, and if it's getting out of hand, he will either leave or try and assert his dominance. (It's kind of a bad sign that he secretly wants to kill his nurse.) Part of why he doesn't take competition well is that he is self taught and when there is competition, his confidence falters. A bit above average height and thin, pale and constantly tired looking, wears a traditional plague doctor's outfit with a large duffle bag over his shoulders, the cleaver attached to his belt, and retractable steel claws, once a separate pair of gloves better suited for combat, now sown to his normal gloves and rigged with a hidden release switch and internal locking mechanism so they can be retracted and concealed.[/center]

VenaCava

3836

March 19, 2017 21:05:26

@Alnilam

Delegation: Nowhere Asylum

Note: Since I'm playing these guys as gijinkas, the second paragraphs under them are short descriptions of their general appearances.

Kvatyr: Our founder, and for many years prisoner (long story how that happened, we don't keep prisoners anymore), now unable to properly walk or use her arms thanks to muscle atrophy set on by being trapped in a tiny cage for the duration of her imprisonment. Despite this, she excels at flying and is a powerful Plague mage. Also of note is that she is skin and bone, refusing to eat normal food and only feeding on the flesh of other people (Not a concern, she's not on the hunt right now and is kept in check by Xolotl.) She doesn't trust anyone aside from the other inmates, but doesn't often show it, and acts as welcoming, friendly, and kind as she can.

Average height, skin and bone, shorter than normal horns (one of them is broken), wears a ragged dress, broken chains on her wrists and ankles.

Xolotl: Kvatyr's personal body guard and mode of transport. They are rarely apart and he will fight to the death to protect her and other inmates when they are present. He is a "retired" warrior and active hitman and only protects us out of a sense of loyalty to those providing his housing and care. He is incredibly cold and never shows any emotion, usually acting like a shadow either following or carrying Kvatyr.

Ludicrously tall and muscular, face is covered with scars (why he wears the masks), never wears a shirt, keeps his sword strapped across the waist of his kilt, looks really intimidating.

Velte: Kvatyr's daughter and our "diplomat". She is very eloquent and strict and only acts kind and apologetic out of obligation. She will complain about dragons behind their backs in a scornful manner and has a bad relationship with her mother, not wanting to be associated with her and pretending they're not related. She is a perfectionist and never admits to being wrong or failing.

Below average hight and slightly overweight, wears a simple and bloodstained gown.

Ragnarok: Our priestess and executioner, though she doesn't preach much anymore and serves more as a comforting mother figure to us. She is genuinely welcoming and kind, and will listen to your problems and try and comfort you for as long as needed. She is also very headstrong and stubborn and if you're looking for a fight, she'll take you on.

Tall and elegant, though not particularly feminine looking and visibly scarred all across her body. Wears a collared shirt with jeans and a red leather trench coat adorned with skulls, a crown of bones, and a large, shining pendant.

Mortos: Our gravekeeper, though his idea of tending to graves is throwing a mangled body on the ground to be reclaimed by nature. He has a fascination with ghosts and has managed to trap a few in his pearl, which now functions a lot like a glowing, floating, sassy magic 8 ball. He now has no clue how he did that, and is a bit disappointed that he can't collect more. He is also a retired Shadow mage, and isn't looking to fight, but will still use his powers to his advantage. He's not the most social in the world and is often found hanging around his best friend, Krova, to keep him calm and stable.

Short and naturally chubby, very kind looking, wears a plain hooded robe, usually keeps the mask flipped up and out of the way.

Dr. Krova: Ragnarok's son, Mortos's dearest friend, and our sole doctor, primarily a surgeon. He knows no magic and isn't interesting in learning any. He is perfectly happy with his methods. He carries around a ton of supplies and sometimes jokes about being a walking hospital. He's polite, friendly, and has a lot of patience. He's known for putting up with much more than most would and is hardly ever angry with anyone. However, he's unstable and can be dangerous to be around, which is why Mortos accompanies him. Because of this, he can never be put into combat and is why he makes such an effort to keep from being angry or aggressive. He doesn't deal with competition well, and will only tolerate being the only doctor present, and if it's getting out of hand, he will either leave or try and assert his dominance. (It's kind of a bad sign that he secretly wants to kill his nurse.) Part of why he doesn't take competition well is that he is self taught and when there is competition, his confidence falters.

A bit above average height and thin, pale and constantly tired looking, wears a traditional plague doctor's outfit with a large duffle bag over his shoulders, the cleaver attached to his belt, and retractable steel claws, once a separate pair of gloves better suited for combat, now sown to his normal gloves and rigged with a hidden release switch and internal locking mechanism so they can be retracted and concealed.

Last edited on Mar 20, 2017 09:33:48 by VenaCava

@Alnilam @Flamestar03

((I posted this at about 1 AM in my time zone and my brain wasn't all here at that point then I realized, duh, I should at least try and talk to the host.))

"Oh dear, we seem to be late..." Ragnarok mutters as her group walks through the door, then lifts her arms to catch the attention of the others at the ball, seeing as Velte is too busy scowling at her mother to introduce them. "Our apologies for being so late. My husband let the campfire get out of hand again, but worry not, all is well now. We are here on the behalf of all the inmates of Nowhere Asylum, a small band of nomads based mainly out of the Plaguelands, though we travel the world! We are very happy to be here and wish we could have arrived earlier." She smiles and walks up behind Krova, resting her arm over his shoulder to reassure him that everything will be fine.

Krova gently lifts her hand from his shoulder and nods, wandering off through the ballroom, following Mortos for the time being.

Xolotl wanders off as well with Kvatyr riding on his shoulders, resting her arms on his head. She grins, constantly turning her head and watching everyone and everything.

Velte heavily sighs and stays near Ragnarok, not wanting to be anywhere near Kvatyr, or at least, that's what Ragnarok thinks her reason for looking so angry is. She's proven wrong when Velte suddenly grabs the priestess's ear and harshly tugs it, growling under her breath and knocking Ragnarok's bone crown to the side. "Moron, what are you doing? Informal wretch, give me the invite!" She whispers and lets go, glaring at the woman in the leather coat. Ragnarok glares back, almost growling at the 'leader' of their band, a control freak just like her disgraceful father, but she doesn't try and hide it around the inmates, which arguably makes it worse.

Ragnarok reaches into her coat and pulls the folded parchment from one of the inner pockets, but doesn't hand it to the shorter woman in the red spattered gown. Instead, she holds it above the other's head and drops it, snarling as a warning. "Keep it up, and you'll be the next one I see in my personal slaughterhouse! Got it?!" Not waiting for a response, she turns and whips her tail, leaving to explore the ballroom.

Velte scowls again and shakes her head, suddenly making herself look friendly and charming. She unfolds the parchment and turns to the bouncer standing at the door. "Sorry about that, I swear, I'm the most sensible of them. Here's our invitation."

Ragnarok scoffs, hearing Velte start up her act. Needing to calm her nerves, she approaches the other late arrivals and adjusts her crown. She smiles and reaches towards Iceheart, offering a hand shake. "Good evening, the name's Ragnarok, priestess and executioner of Nowhere Asylum. Who might you be?"

VenaCava

3836

March 19, 2017 21:31:30

@Alnilam @Flamestar03

((I posted this at about 1 AM in my time zone and my brain wasn't all here at that point then I realized, duh, I should at least try and talk to the host.))

"Oh dear, we seem to be late..." Ragnarok mutters as her group walks through the door, then lifts her arms to catch the attention of the others at the ball, seeing as Velte is too busy scowling at her mother to introduce them. "Our apologies for being so late. My husband let the campfire get out of hand again, but worry not, all is well now. We are here on the behalf of all the inmates of Nowhere Asylum, a small band of nomads based mainly out of the Plaguelands, though we travel the world! We are very happy to be here and wish we could have arrived earlier." She smiles and walks up behind Krova, resting her arm over his shoulder to reassure him that everything will be fine.

Krova gently lifts her hand from his shoulder and nods, wandering off through the ballroom, following Mortos for the time being.

Xolotl wanders off as well with Kvatyr riding on his shoulders, resting her arms on his head. She grins, constantly turning her head and watching everyone and everything.

Velte heavily sighs and stays near Ragnarok, not wanting to be anywhere near Kvatyr, or at least, that's what Ragnarok thinks her reason for looking so angry is. She's proven wrong when Velte suddenly grabs the priestess's ear and harshly tugs it, growling under her breath and knocking Ragnarok's bone crown to the side. "Moron, what are you doing? Informal wretch, give me the invite!" She whispers and lets go, glaring at the woman in the leather coat. Ragnarok glares back, almost growling at the 'leader' of their band, a control freak just like her disgraceful father, but she doesn't try and hide it around the inmates, which arguably makes it worse.

Ragnarok reaches into her coat and pulls the folded parchment from one of the inner pockets, but doesn't hand it to the shorter woman in the red spattered gown. Instead, she holds it above the other's head and drops it, snarling as a warning. "Keep it up, and you'll be the next one I see in my personal slaughterhouse! Got it?!" Not waiting for a response, she turns and whips her tail, leaving to explore the ballroom.

Velte scowls again and shakes her head, suddenly making herself look friendly and charming. She unfolds the parchment and turns to the bouncer standing at the door. "Sorry about that, I swear, I'm the most sensible of them. Here's our invitation."

Ragnarok scoffs, hearing Velte start up her act. Needing to calm her nerves, she approaches the other late arrivals and adjusts her crown. She smiles and reaches towards Iceheart, offering a hand shake. "Good evening, the name's Ragnarok, priestess and executioner of Nowhere Asylum. Who might you be?"

Last edited on Mar 20, 2017 09:25:14 by VenaCava

@SporkLord Iceheart nearly bumped into Ragnarok, [b]"Oh dear! I am so terribly sorry about that! I didn't mean to do that. I am Iceheart Second Leader of the clan of Stronger Ice."[/b] Iceheart gave an apologetic smile and took up the hand shake. Spiritstar walked in, holding a deathly black rose in one of his talons. He looked at it for a moment before turning to the door, [b]"Destiny, just come in already, they won't care if you have a tiny speck of dust on your gloves."[/b] he said, rolling his eyes. Destiny peeped her head inside the room. She looked around for a moment before gracefully stepping inside. She hardly had any time to see Iceheart's tail as the Mirror turned to Ragnarok, she tripped on the tail and fell hard onto the ground. Suddenly there was a loud cracking sound and a heart shaped, blood red, shiny gem rolled out of what seemed to be where her heart was. Destiny suddenly went limp and her eyes closed. Spiritstar's face shifted from emotionless to horrified urgency. He zipped past Iceheart and tore the bag from around the Mirror's wings. He tore the pink bag open and dug through the items inside. He found a needle and thread of all things and grabbed them. He grabbed the gem from the ground and rolled Destiny onto her back. Spiritstar carefully placed the gem back inside the area where Destiny's heart would be, he then sewed the open wound up with some black thread and shook her awake. [img]http://thejewelinside.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/08/jewel-heart.png[/img] -not my image

Flamestar03

2701

March 20, 2017 10:35:14

@SporkLord

Iceheart nearly bumped into Ragnarok, "Oh dear! I am so terribly sorry about that! I didn't mean to do that. I am Iceheart Second Leader of the clan of Stronger Ice." Iceheart gave an apologetic smile and took up the hand shake.

Spiritstar walked in, holding a deathly black rose in one of his talons. He looked at it for a moment before turning to the door, "Destiny, just come in already, they won't care if you have a tiny speck of dust on your gloves." he said, rolling his eyes.

Destiny peeped her head inside the room. She looked around for a moment before gracefully stepping inside. She hardly had any time to see Iceheart's tail as the Mirror turned to Ragnarok, she tripped on the tail and fell hard onto the ground. Suddenly there was a loud cracking sound and a heart shaped, blood red, shiny gem rolled out of what seemed to be where her heart was. Destiny suddenly went limp and her eyes closed.

Spiritstar's face shifted from emotionless to horrified urgency. He zipped past Iceheart and tore the bag from around the Mirror's wings. He tore the pink bag open and dug through the items inside. He found a needle and thread of all things and grabbed them. He grabbed the gem from the ground and rolled Destiny onto her back. Spiritstar carefully placed the gem back inside the area where Destiny's heart would be, he then sewed the open wound up with some black thread and shook her awake.

-not my image

Last edited on Mar 20, 2017 10:36:27 by Flamestar03

@Flamestar03

"Oh, it's not a problem. Nice to meet you..." Ragnarok watches the panic, unsure what to do. She takes a step closer to Spiritstar and Destiny, but makes sure to keep her distance. She kneels, trying to get a better look at what's going on out of concern for them. "Are you alright?"

Hearing the cracking, Krova swivels around and breaks into a sprint when he sees Destiny colapse. He nearly vaults over the long table with tons of food, but right before he can, he realizes he's already over there. Out of breath, he bends over a bit, holding on to his knees and breathing heavily for a few seconds. "She *gasp* fainted, *gasp* yes?"

Mortos follows him silently, seemingly coming out of nowhere when he reaches forward and rests a hand on Krova's shoulder.

VenaCava

3836

March 20, 2017 11:33:14

@Flamestar03

"Oh, it's not a problem. Nice to meet you..." Ragnarok watches the panic, unsure what to do. She takes a step closer to Spiritstar and Destiny, but makes sure to keep her distance. She kneels, trying to get a better look at what's going on out of concern for them. "Are you alright?"

Hearing the cracking, Krova swivels around and breaks into a sprint when he sees Destiny colapse. He nearly vaults over the long table with tons of food, but right before he can, he realizes he's already over there. Out of breath, he bends over a bit, holding on to his knees and breathing heavily for a few seconds. "She *gasp* fainted, *gasp* yes?"

Mortos follows him silently, seemingly coming out of nowhere when he reaches forward and rests a hand on Krova's shoulder.

"No, she was dead for a moment there, the gem you saw fall out of her, is her heart." Spiritstar said as he helped Destiny up. "I'm okay, I guess when we get home, I should fix up the stitches?" she asked Spiritstar. "Definitely." Spiritstar said as he put the rose in Destiny's talons, "I found that outside, I thought you might like it." he said, a smile ever so slightly showing at the corners of his mouth.
~~I think at some point, I got to lazy to separate my characters' rp stuff. Probably because I'm insanely hungry right now.~~

Flamestar03

2701

March 20, 2017 11:54:24

"No, she was dead for a moment there, the gem you saw fall out of her, is her heart." Spiritstar said as he helped Destiny up. "I'm okay, I guess when we get home, I should fix up the stitches?" she asked Spiritstar. "Definitely." Spiritstar said as he put the rose in Destiny's talons, "I found that outside, I thought you might like it." he said, a smile ever so slightly showing at the corners of his mouth.
~~I think at some point, I got to lazy to separate my characters' rp stuff. Probably because I'm insanely hungry right now.~~

Last edited on Mar 20, 2017 11:55:02 by Flamestar03

@flamestar03

Krova stands up straight, raising an eyebrow. He glances at Mortos who looks just as confused. They shrug and Krova steps closer to Spiritstar and Destiny. "I don't mean to seem rude or anything, but I have sutures. I could easily fix it, wouldn't be any trouble."

VenaCava