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[HighCas] Tales of Leyland (Medieval Fantasy Adventure, small group)

Well I'd love to post again but that'd be rude of me...

Tales of Leyland

Alicia found the morning beautiful. Despite the rain and mist and fog and general gloominess of this particular morning, she still loved it. She was in full daydream mode. The few people around her and morphed into blurs and blobs as she walked past them on bare feet. She had taken off her traveling sandals and put them in her pack just so she could walk barefoot in the mist. Her pristine white hair was almost sparkly with wetness. She wore a blank expression on her face and her mouth lolled open slightly as she strode through the grey and winding streets. She didn't even know what she was thinking about. Alicia was several layers deep in her own thoughts about her current situation. The first layer had been about her first impression of this new town and it was half-finished being thought through like a meal sitting on a table half eaten. Thinking about that had led her to stop eating her thought-meal and open a book about her first impression about the new hold she had entered a few days past. That was her second layer. Though, as with all of her thought-layers she had soon tired of that one and become distracted with another; where she was going in this particular hold. So she set down that thought-book, leaving it open and freely flipping between pages as her consciousness drifted around in her own mind, examining small trinkets and humming to itself.

All the while people shot odd looks at the beautiful yet dreamy girl walking barefoot on an overcast morning dressed in a mixture of upper class and strange wanderer's attire. However, dreaminess cannot fight off the weather (except in rare cases involving Alicia, Leylines, and magic) and so Alicia shivered in the cold and back into reality. Her small nose was red with cold and her clothes were sticky with dampness. Her consciousness was in shambles, the shiver was like an icy hand that had pierced its way into her mind and forcefully pulled her back into reality. She sucked in some breath and took a look around. An inn. A Blacksmith, Some houses. She turned on the heels of her feet, observing what was on either side of the road in which she was currently standing in the middle of. A bakery. A closed shop. No wait a clothing shop. Another house. None of this was any use to her- Except, wait wasn't there an inn? She whirled around on her bare feet and faced the inn. The Weary Woolhorn it welcomed. How droll. She parted one of the doors and entered as quietly as possible. It looked....much like a regular tavern. There was a soft tune being played and idle conversation drifted through the atmosphere. Her eyes saw past all the distractions and straight towards the goal: The corner table. Well not quite the corner table. Two men had already taken that from her, but she would settle for the next one over. Alicia glided through the inn and sat at the table and immediately began fiddling with the small candle at the centre. Finally she settled on it being at the other edge of the table. With that out of the way, she took off her pack and set it on the chair next to her, then she laid her staff so the top was across her lap and the bottom was across her pack. Truthfully she hadn't thought this far ahead. She was still half thinking this was a dream and that she was still out being rained on in the road. Food? Rumours? What to do...

[HighCas] Tales of Leyland (Medieval Fantasy Adventure, small group)

I tried to add some more detail .~.

[HighCas] Tales of Leyland (Medieval Fantasy Adventure, small group)

Name: Alicia 'Lady of the Leylines' Pentechast
Gender: Female
Age: 19

Physical Appearance:

Alicia Pentechast

Personality: Alicia is for the some of the time, outgoing and bubbly. She always tries to brighten up someone's day or bring optimism to an otherwise hopeless situation. However her optimism is only matched by her capacity to daydream and become lost in thought. She has almost a split personality, one side being a happy, adventurous free spirit and the other an introspective being, one that is absentminded and almost philosophically detached from the physical world. When travelling she prefers to be alone, though on occasion she will take a friend along. She likes to sing but never with others around. The most she will do is hum a tune as she walks with her friend. She loves to read and carries a few books with her, though mostly they are just magical tomes.

Biography: Alicia is one of the rare few that can tap into the mysterious Leylines that criss-cross Leyland. She was born to a fairly high class and extremely old family in a fairly large city with a reputation for producing fearsome warriors. Her father and mother both wanted a son they could mold into being the next Lord Pentechast; an name associated closely with loyal and legendary warriors of the crown. That was her first strike. Her second and final strike was her powers. They manifested at the age of 6 during a family outing towards a nearby Leyline. She ended up vapourising a guard with a burst of pure magic that also sent her into a coma for a few days. When she awoke her parents had decided for her own good, she would be sent to a village to learn from a man rumoured to be able to control ley-magics as well. The catch was that she would not be able to return. So she was exiled at the young age of six.

For the rest of her childhood she was taught how to control her powers, and channel them through a staff made of a rare wood. Alicia was the rose of the village, everyone loved her and she reveled in it. Eventually her mentor passed away peacefully in his sleep, but not before leaving everything he owned to her. Though he wasn't materially wealthy, he did leave her volumes and volumes of spells and incantations as well as herbs and medical techniques, many of which he himself had written. Despite the fact she now owned a home, wanderlust overtook her and she soon set out on the career of adventurer. Throughout the hold she became known as the "Lady of the Leylines" for her many powers as well as deeds. Outside of the hold, where she rarely has traveled, she is somewhat of a rumour. Men will come back from the hold swearing they were saved by a forest nymph or spirit of the leylines. She isn't really familiar with these stories as she mostly wanders around, investigating caves or ruins in search of adventures. That's not to say she doesn't stay in villages or towns, but she spends a good deal of time in the wilderness. Recently though, wanderlust has forced her to start venturing out of the hold she knows so well and into nearby holds.

Skills: Her powers range from awe-inspiring to weak, depending on how her concentration is and her distance from a Leyline. Naturally the closer she is, the more powerful she becomes, and the farther she gets the weaker her powers become. Some of her infrequent travelling companions have noted that the closer they are to a Leyline, the more her skin takes on an ethereal look. Supposedly her body starts giving off pale white light from the excess energy flowing through her body. She likes to carry her staff around as it helps her to channel her powers; she cast by hand, but it's harder and potentially painful.

I hope this isn't too terrible x.x
If there's anything that you don't want or you felt was lame or overpowered or whatever I'll be happy to change it.

[HighCas] Tales of Leyland (Medieval Fantasy Adventure, small group)

Enigma said
I initially said no magic but I'm rather lenient to be honest ^^ If you'd really like to have a witch/sorceress-ish chracter you could say that she has the ability to sense the Leylines and - whenever near them or a cluster - is capable of drawing power from them. That way she'd be a bit of an on-off mage adjacent character^^ how does that sound?

Oooh! That sounds lovely! Thank you for being so open-minded! I'll get to work on a sheet as soon as I can :3

[HighCas] Tales of Leyland (Medieval Fantasy Adventure, small group)

I love a good fantasy rp! Very interested! Just curious, when you say magic is secondary or inactive, does that mean I couldn't play a sorceress or witch or something? Not that something along those lines is my only character idea, but I'd like to know anyway ^^

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I think we are prodding at a cadaver at this point. RIP 2014-2014

So young, so full of life and potential ,_,

The Four Towers Research Facility Incident

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The Four Towers Research Facility Incident

The guardswoman's thoughts were pretty disorganised as she sat, trying in vain to clean the blood off of her hands. Out of the corner of her fuzzy vision, she noticed someone was crouched in front her, seemingly examining her relatively thoroughly. It was the new woman. She seemed.....happy. Giddy almost. It would have been concerning if Karina hadn't found it endearing almost. She tried to smile. She was sure her face remained blank. Like a puzzle with a few pieces missing. If the pieces were blood. She held in a cough, it would be rather rude to meet someone and then cough blood on them, she privately mused.

"Wow, you're quite cute aren't you!"

Hmm. That was unexpected. This time she did smile, out of reflex. It was a small smile, perhaps more accurately called a smirk. However, Karina's moment of amusement was cut short when she was reminded of her wounds. She bit back a groan. The guard was sure people would be sick of hearing her whining. Dazedly, Karina realised the girl had stood up again. Things were moving too fast for her, that's for sure. Or perhaps she was moving too slow for everything else? Her blood-loss induced thoughts were cut short by another string of words.

"Well, you look fine to me. Once we get you out of here, I'll give your wound a closer look, but for now you should just try not to faint."

Yes, that sounded like a half-decent idea. She braced herself against the wall and mustered her strength. In a 'mighty' burst of motivation she stumbled to her feet, breathing hard. Alright, step one completed. Next came the walking. She was dizzy but she took a deep breath of stale air and took a few disoriented steps out of the closet, a few errant droplets of blood plunking to the ground in her wake.

"We...We better go..."

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