Assallya

To Topple an Empire

Assallya Kressair

•Age: 89

•Race: Elf

•Appearance: As above.

•Abilities: Assallya is a witch, sorceress, con-artist, dancer and occasional courtesan, Her magics are primarily those of illusion and enchantment. She has but one combat spell, the shocking grasp, which she almost never uses since she doesn't like to get that close to an enemy. She also possesses a Ring of Regeneration on one of her toes that heals even the most mortal of wounds inflicted while wearing it.

•Weaknesses: Assallya is a poor combatant. She can, if necessary use a crossbow with some skill but is nearly hopeless with swords, daggers and similar weapons. She prefers using daggers on sleeping, unsuspecting, or helpless opponents if at all.

•History: Assallya was a slave in a desert country far to the south. There she was trained by her master, a noble house with underworld connections, in being a spy. Surprisingly, the wanton aggression of Umbra permitted Assallya the opportunity to escape and she took it. She now travels through the north in a vardo wagon, far away from her former people lest her masters come looking for her.

She is somewhat trustworthy. The main reason that she is so is due to the simple fact that she believes that anyone offering her riches enough to betray her companions to the forces of Umbra will likely murder her in short order rather than reward her. Now, if she's captured, all bets are off and she'll likely squeal near instantly at the mere thought of disfigurement..

To Topple an Empire - Fantasy RP

Huzzah! I love rebellions.

Bound by Fate (and Treasure)

Where's Dimi?

Bound by Fate (and Treasure)

The entire tavern had paused. Assallya was included in that number. The golden haired dancer had visited many such establishments in her lifetime but never before had she spied a young woman in such a place acting as she did. This young woman moved and acted like a man, a boorish warrior with little in the way of manners or courtesy. Then she sat like a tiny young girl. The body language was confusing and the elven courtesan was having trouble establishing just what sort of girl this was.

Finally someone, Assallya wasn't sure who, guffawed and took a wyvern sized bite out of the silence. Within moments the tavern was once again invaded by idle chatter, much of it surrounding the strange child. As the elven dancer began to sway once more, she clinked her bracelets together to get the men's attention back and shook her hips. Assallya caught whispers and chuckles about adventurous youth in a "house of men" and others talking about how the ale here would put some hair on her chest. Clearly nobody was taking her seriously but Assallya wasn't so sure. She recognized a certain grace in the child's movements, those movements reminded Assallya of a ranger and while she was no expert she noted the certainty with which the young girl handled her bow, as if it were a part of her own body and didn't get in her way despite her small size.

This was, to Assallya, a boon from the gods. There was almost no chance that these two had prepared for such an event. People caught unawares and off guard were more likely to show their true selves. Paying particular attention Assallya let her mind drift, concentrating almost entirely upon the table the adventurers sat at, letting her body take over the dance of its own volition.

The Mushroom Kingdom Freedom Fighters

Watermelon hasn't been on for two weeks. Maybe we'll get lucky and it was an unpaid Internet bill or something but otherwise it doesn't look good.

Bound by Fate (and Treasure)

*grins* I wonder if our ancient assassin will take our exuberant young lady seriously!

Bound by Fate (and Treasure)

Dimi was on earlier but didn't post... but then, she didn't post for anything the last three days. It's Lokileo that bothers me. He (or she?) has posted nearly a dozen times since.

Apocalyptic, sci-fi and Old west rp.

Such craftsmanship is quite possible for firearms. During the Wild West there were a number of such gunsmiths that had near legendary reputations. Even today, small companies create incredible variants on mass produced firearms. Just check out the Beowulf .50 caliber M4 rifle.

When I meant manufacturing base I was referring to near-future style weapons like lasers or rather, more likely "plasma". Circuit boards require etching tanks, essentially large vats of acid to work on sheets of silicon (glass) glazed in copper. Microchips are even more insane, with billions of tiny transistors pressed into an incredibly unbelievably small form factor.

The Summoner's Labyrinth - Recycle your old characters in my new idea.

Witness the tumbleweed, harbinger of emptiness, as it travels through the thread.

Apocalyptic, sci-fi and Old west rp.

Two men enter; One man leaves!

(Actually a double post... but this one has style)