Nyxiven
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| 19 Apr 2015 10:06 PM |
( Sure
RECAP TIME:
We beat up demons and took a gryffin ride to atsaars realm and now we are on our way to destroy him. If you want you can be with us. ) |
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| 19 Apr 2015 10:07 PM |
| (Are you guys still riding it? How can I join you if you're on your you way there?) |
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Nyxiven
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| 19 Apr 2015 10:09 PM |
| ( The gr-yffins flew us two thirds the way to the no-rthwe-st mountains is where Atsaar is at. I can just 'magically' act as if you were already here with us. Makes it easier. ) |
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| 19 Apr 2015 10:27 PM |
| (Okay, I'll assume that I'm with you guys) |
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| 19 Apr 2015 11:11 PM |
| [Ny is it too late to change powers or no? I want to be cursed with a wraith like in Shadows of Mordor] |
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Nyxiven
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| Joined: 25 Dec 2014 |
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| 20 Apr 2015 01:26 AM |
~Largoth
He begins to speak as he walks toward the group
"That'd only expose us to DreadLords and Archers. Speaking of which, has anyone seen any archer-" |
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| 20 Apr 2015 01:30 AM |
~Demon Archer(s)
An arrow emerges from a bush and impales Largoth in the throat, and he topples to the ground.
Other arches pop out of the bushes and aim at the group
Laughing can be heard towards the tree
(I'll continue RPing this later, for now just react to the archers with a "would" and when I get back I'll counter.) |
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| 20 Apr 2015 12:30 PM |
[Okay void all my in RP posts..]
Name: Tráith M. Weedom
Title: Tráith the "Stalker" Weedom
Age: 27
Race: Human-White Elf Mix
Faction: Wizards [I would pick faction-less if I could]
Armor: Tráith dawns a set of worn, bloody and grey light silver armor. His torso armor piece goes up to his neck and covers the majority's of both of his arms. On his hands he wears a set of finger-less dire-wolf gloves. On his lower torso he wears a set of silver briefs that covers his legs. On his feet he wears a pair of light boots so he can move swift and quietly.
Weapons: Tráith carries a quicksilver longbow that he straps to his back. He also carries around a pair of daggers that he straps to his forearms. These weapons enables him to kill quietly.
Magic: Tráith was cursed with a undying soul when he was a mere lad. The soul is of a elf named Slythian on Slythe for short. It enables him to cross the plains of the dead and living along with other abilitys.
Body Description: Tráith is a semi-built man, more of a cardiac build. He stands around 6.0ft tall and weighs around 190Ibs. His facial features consist of the following. He has a rounded square jaw that is covered in a mild stubble and has thick messy brown hair. His eye color is a icy blue and he has pointed ears from his elf side. His body type is quiet standard. The only thing that makes him different is the Mark of the Wraith on his left bre-ast by his nipp-le. The Wraith Mark is torn into his skin and looks a piece of shredded flesh.
Items: A pouch of dried meat, a deer bladder full of mountain water and a sling of arrows.
Biography: Tráith grew up in the forest village of Oaksválle with two loving parents, one was elf the other human. He grew up anti-social and a outcast, being a half elf and all. He always was trekking around the forest that laid around the village and loved nature as a result. One day the village was attacked. His family was dragged out by demons and where forced to watch his father be decapitated. They then drug him out in front of their leader, a demon called Man-Slayer. He plunged a sword through his heart and left him to die in the ruins of their burning village. A wraith saw his dying corpse and took refuge inside him. His heart aches with vengeance.
Extras:W&D |
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| 20 Apr 2015 01:38 PM |
| (Join us on piratepad .net /realms to chat and converse about the rp, read more about the lore, etc. |
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Nyxiven
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| Joined: 25 Dec 2014 |
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| 20 Apr 2015 06:31 PM |
| I wander across the field of dead bodies, the sweet smell of blood stains my nostrails. I hear the newly dead murmmering in terror, knowing and at the same time denying the fact they to have died. [You should see a Wraith that looks mostly like my character now. His facial skin is ripped off, it shows only bone. His eyes are a light grey and transparent like the rest of his body. On his chest you can see blood pouring out of a wound beside his heart. It is the wound I described in his bio.] |
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| 20 Apr 2015 09:48 PM |
Leo
I rushed over to Largoth. "Largoth! This will hurt!" I shout. I make a ice wall to protect us both, and I rip the arrow from Largoth's throat. I make him drink a healing potion. My ice wall cracks from the arrows. Time for action. I create a gorilla out of ice and command it to attack the archers. I rush to archers and start freezing them. |
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| 21 Apr 2015 11:05 AM |
Seeing Zero Joseph instinctively makes himself completely transparent, he's virtually invisible now. After doing this, he turns the corner and goes to the nearest vent, he opens it and crawls in, then he closes the vent up. Then he just sits there, thinking.
"This isn't good." |
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| 21 Apr 2015 06:43 PM |
| (Ignore my latest post, for some reason it posted here) |
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