Alphakoka

The Library

Hey, at least the people in your mission had posted. :p

Multiverse: The Sadist's Maze

The winged humanoid's reply seemed to amuse the undead. "Are you now? That's something good to hear," he said, stepping closer to Evvie as she asked what he was doing in the maze. "I am looking for a way out, and you...provided me one."

As soon as he said that, his hands shot out to grab Evvie by the shoulders, intending to hold her down as he took a sharp inhale.

Ancients of Elan ~ Rise of The Chosen

Whizzle listened to Nathan's rambling, questions forming in her head and hiding a smirk. The boy must have been either too serious or a bit dense. She then felt the healing power washing over her, it was too little to do much about her wing but it did soothe the pain. Whizzle was about to 'woke up' when she heard a set of flapping wings and something landing nearby before hearing a new voice. Fighting a forming frown and an urge to curse, Whizzle remained still as the new voice went closer and spoke to her, "Are you okay, miss? Is there something I can do to ease your pain at all?" he said. Now Whizzle refrained from chuckling before the man offered to carry her and proceeded to do so soon after. It was incredibly hard not to let out the disappointed sigh that she felt.

The man then spoke to Nathan, telling the latter to head back and look for Meira and Ranathia. Nathan said his answer before a sound of a constant fire stream can be heard from his direction before going upwards and disappearing, which Whizzle assumed as Nathan showing what he meant with how he can fly earlier. Whizzle remained still for a few more seconds before quietly opening her eyes and looked around before settling her an annoyed gaze at Azmaldus.

"Can you put me down, please?" She said, adding the latter in a tone saying it wasn't a request. Regardless of Azmaldus' reaction, be it by putting her down or insisting, Whizzle would then retract her wings, the Midarians inherent shapeshifting meant lasting wounds didn't mean much as long as they have the power to change their form.

Multiverse: The Sadist's Maze

Stekkmen, sorry, but unless your character is signed to the multiverse character deposit and accepted by the current GM, could you refrain from joining or posting in the multiverse's arenas?

Here's the deposit:
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/1507/posts/ooc

Ancients of Elan ~ Rise of The Chosen

Whizzle peeked with an eye towards Nathan. She remained still and ready to continue her unconscious and wounded act when the boy would turn around. Purposely breaking a wing hurt, it won't be much since she can always heal it one way or another, but it still hurt. She wondered how he would react now after he's ranting. She waited for awhile more but if the boy showed no signs to look at her direction, Whizzle would then tap into her psionics and sent an urge to look toward her direction into his skull before falling back to her act of being unconscious.

Multiverse: The Sadist's Maze

Niks blinked when the humanoid spoke and introduced herself. Out of what he thought could happen, her introduction was not listed among it. However, now that she offered her name, it would be a bad manner for him not to reply in kind. He eyed the shorter, bright haired humanoid, noticing that she was tensing nervously. Now that he was closer, he can look at Evvie better in the dimly lit place. She looked dirty, but if her draconian feature was not an accessory, then it's likely that she's a healthy and strong person, on top of that, she wasn't wearing much. Niks smiled inwardly, for once, he might not be in too much of a disadvantage, he had met with one too many heavily armored knights where his miasma would serve no better other than a distraction.

"Greetings...Effie," he returned with the orc's gurgling voice. "I...am Niks. Were you... the one who fell....earlier?"

Legend of Renalta 2 (Dark Fantasy)

I already posted.

The Library

Oh yeah, was waiting if someone or anyone would post there. Then I can finally decide who would be there, Andre or Mime (not Arlette, just Mime)

The Library

Still here.

Legend of Renalta 2 (Dark Fantasy)

Here Cometh the Wolves

Laenaia's lips twitched as Janelle verbally poked at her direction when the archmage addressed Esyllt. She had traveled across the desert before, that there was no shade she could find was something she had known and experienced. Even if she can't find a shade, she could still damn well cover herself, Although if the mission would end up with them going further inland, she had to find a mask or something similar to use to cover her face, just her hood should be enough, but she preferred the additional covering, especially with the desert's wind.

The vampire gave an inscrutable gaze to the archmage when she was addressed before the dismissal. Nevertheless, she gave Janelle a compliant nod, "I shall make note of your wish were I to interact with the proud one in the future."

She watched Janelle lifting a shroud covering an object. The object beneath turned to be a very unappetizing looking corpse with the stale stench of blood now covering her sense when it was covered by the shroud earlier. Although the sight wasn't something that would disturb her too much, the smell was another thing and she winced. The middle-aged woman paused before explaining further of what she knew about the situation and a request of trying to keep the investigation quiet. Afterwards, the archmage left, leaving her aide with them.

The rogue, James decided to take a closer look of the corpse and calling to Jellial to do the same. Laenaia looked back to the Captain, "Can I meet with the good doctor... Jazrael after this?" she asked. If the doctor had been handling all the victims, then questioning him would be the first step to take, how could she find what was missed when she didn't know what had been looked before?