Draken

The Last Embers (Dark Steampunk/Fantasy)

I'm gonna be totally honest. I haven't read a thing in 2 months. Between IC and OOC there's 127 messages I have not read, just waiting for someone to message me specifically. However! I'm ready to go on towards adventure!!

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@Lovejoy, I'm doing fairly well. I've been quiet mostly just because I haven't had anything to say.

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@shylarahCan I just mention that you have had this account of yours for exactly 999 days right now? I had to double check you hadn't just hit some sort of cap.

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@Lovejoy, I like the plot twist!

Also, can we name one of the remnants Exodia? Because let's be honest - the whole premise is basically Yu-Gi-Oh's Exodia.

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Ooooh, yay, for @draken's new gal getting approved! And ooh plotting. Also HA! Ilya, you're out as warleader.

@shylarah

Yeah, probably for the best... But Father Ilya could get behind her well enough. She's also not the type to care about all the business bits of being Warleader, but she's definitely there to work with and for her family warband.

As for nicknames, anyone want to bet against Father Ilya being "that bitch."

EDIT: Nevermind, that'd have to be Mother Adrijana Zaric.

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@shylarah, yeah I really skimped on the details there, sorry. Her magic, in its most basic form, is the ability to sense the presence of living things around her - regardless of her other senses. When on alert, she opens her mind, so to speak, and passively detects any incoming creatures/people. With focus, she can collect a mental image of the area, and/or redirect this sense to somewhere a little ways away. Unfortunately, her capabilities diminish quickly with distance, but have been developed to be quite ether efficient in their most basic form.

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Instead of writing the long overdue bio for my D&D character, I've gone ahead and made a potential member of Warband Leviathan.

Happy to be productive.

At 2am.

Lilana Merketh

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Mother Lilana Merketh
Warband Leviathan

20 yr. Female Muuradan
Short-Range Divination Magic
Specialties in Reconnaissance, Field Survival, and Predation

About Mother Merketh:
Mother Lilana Merketh is a comely woman, whose tidy braids of white hair and small lithe body hold the potential to sway many men. However, those who gaze too long at her usual loose, flowing outfits are as likely to first notice the sturdy padding beneath as she is to begin moving upon them. Though a woman with an empathetic heart for those she cares for, Mother Merketh is a huntress by nature, and does not take kindly to anybody treating her as a catch. Having participated in great hunts far to the north in her youth, she considers the opinions and input of the unproven as half-valid at best, and instead focuses upon the truly capable, and the next great trial she has chosen to surmount.

Lilana was born in the far north to the Merketh clan, where the sheer cold demanded each be able to hold their own warmth with ether - or be lost when they could no longer remain pressed to their parents for aid. In her instinctual drive for freedom, toddler Lilana left the relative comfort of her insulated home for the first time a solid year before most were allowed to dare, and shocked many when she lived to walk again, for cold is the single greatest killer of the wastes. Her grit and etheric potential were praised, even as her parents delivered scoldings and worried tears.

By the age of 8, she was assisting in the Merketh's Great Hunts, wherein the young adults of their tribe - the men and childless women in their prime, tracked, trapped, and slew the greatest beasts of the wastes for protection, food, and incredible materials nearly beyond value. At that time she carried things and helped repair simple tools such as nets. By 9 she was carving hides and scales, even assisting in the laying of new traps in the paths and lairs of great beasts. On her 10th birthday, she was given the honor of participating in the kill, being one of the first five to loose arrows into the drugged wyvern. Though not as great as the Ice Dragons of old, the scales she collected for herself are among her most prized and financially valuable possessions, being harder than metal, sharper than a spear, and almost impossibly conductive to the cold. But a week after this first taste of glory, an Inquisitor of Varya passed by on an annual visit around the clans. Upon hearing of her reputation, the man spun her true tales of the glory he had won in his work, and tested her. She accepted the subsequent offer with little hesitation. Since then she has bonded with her warband, and grown respect for her officers, though the specifics of the Seminary's strict hierarchy yet elude her capacity to care.

Mother Lilana Merketh is a terrifying woman, whose loose and dirtied braids of white hair and inconspicuous, powerful body hold the potential to take down most any foe. However, those who can see past her powerful bow and clawed gauntlets of poisoned wyvernscale may first notice that beneath the hardened exterior is a caring woman, who would stop at nothing for those she trusts and considers family.

If this looks good, I can figure out her opinions of other Leviathan members later.

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I am having the worst fucking day, guys. Like holy shit. Things just keep piling on. It's like I kicked the universe's dog and now it wants to shit on me in every conceivable way. :(

@Lovejoy

... Did you kick the dog?

I'm joking, of course. It sucks to hear that fate has conspired to make this day especially terrible. Might I recommend punching your way through it and spiting the universe by succeeding?

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So... When do we all get to beat the crap out of a magic-overloaded, god-possessed, sanity-drained Viveca?

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*Joys love at Pompoms*