Azereiah

Of Blood And Magic

Do vampires' hearts work normally in this, or do they lack a heartbeat like in a lot of fiction?

Of Blood And Magic

Technically 5:4. My character just needs the portrait finished before I post to the char tab. :P

Of Blood And Magic

Workin' on Rolf's portrait. I'll get my CS cleaned up a bit and post it to the Char tab when I'm done. Fair warning, though, I'm not the greatest artist. ^^;

Of Blood And Magic

Postin' CS for approval, then.

Rolf Mogenssen

(Currently searching for picture; a short description will have to do in the meantime)

Appearance: Rail thin, 5'11". Shoulder length, shaggy platinum blonde hair. Dark grey eyes, sharp facial features, and a thin full beard.

Name: Rolf Mogenssen

Age: 20

Gender: M

Personality: Generally quiet. Rolf tends to keep to himself and dislikes the amount of effort it takes to maintain a long-term friendship. This does not mean, however, that he is shy. He speaks up when he believes something is wrong or when he views somebody's behavior as harmful or otherwise unacceptable. He is the sort of person to give when he has nothing, to drop everything and help when somebody is in trouble - up to a point. Leeches and manipulators are quickly shut out, usually permanently. He holds grudges against such people for a long, long time.

Element Affinity: Electricity

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Likes: Experimenting. Studying. Inventing. Charity. Art. Almost all music. People.

Dislikes: Death. Losing blood. Pop art. Being idle. Most food. Poverty. People.

Habits: He has intensely strong base instincts. This is not a good thing. He eats when hungry, sleeps when tired, and avoids discomfort in any way possible. He jumps from project to project every time a new idea pops into his head, often leaving his work unfinished. When he isn't enjoying himself somewhere, he leaves the instant nobody is watching.

Other: Most of his time is spent either in his room or out learning about people. His experiments have predominantly been based around nerve and muscle manipulation via application of minute electrical currents, and his studies are focused almost entirely on medicine. His most prized belongings are his four different types of microscopes and his surgical tools.

Of Blood And Magic

Mind if I ask what elements are acceptable for mages? :P

Edit: And is necromancy a thing at all?

Adventurer's Quest Stop And Cafe (Always Open!)

Pardon the delay. I got caught up with some life stuff. :P

Adventurer's Quest Stop And Cafe (Always Open!)

@cloudystar

Brunhilde downed the glass of water in an instant and contemplated her surroundings. Whatever this place was, it seemed nice enough. Better than where she had been, at any rate. The Butler was helpful, but it wasn't obvious whether he was the owner or not. It didn't really matter much, though. She had bigger things to worry about -- like where the hell she was and where she would be able to find work. And keeping track of basic information. The journal flew open and she started scribbling down Quinton's words in shorthand under the day's entry.

"Would you happen to know how I got here and if there are any aggressive fire elementals around? I'm not exactly familiar with the area. Last thing I remember before waking up here was the village burning and my employer dying."

Meanwhile, the massive pyromaniac overheard the conversation across the room. His head sharply rose at the sound of the word 'quest', followed by the rest of his body, and he crossed the room to join in. Whatever it was, it sounded fun to him, and he was sure his master couldn't be bothered with it. He loved quests. Brunhilde, however, loved work, which was a completely different thing to him.

Arturo placed himself near Skylar (@ineffable) and Suliss (@Doc Doctor), completely unaware of the rudeness of doing so in the middle of a conversation. At least his posture made it seem as though he were ready to go wherever it was questers were supposed to go.

Adventurer's Quest Stop And Cafe (Always Open!)

Arturo takes the water and, while Quinton is preparing the brew, swiftly dumps it on Brunhilde's head to wake her up. It doesn't work, and now Brunhilde is unconscious and soaked, rather than just unconscious. Arturo lightly slaps her as a last ditch effort to awaken her, and is rewarded with a reflexive kick to the shin. He groans in frustration and hops over to the seat across the table when Quinton returns.

The Butler uses quite a few fancy words, which Arturo likes, though he doesn't completely understand everything. Quinton seems to him to be competent enough, and he allows him to try to treat Brunhilde.

The fumes from the concoction jolt Brunhilde awake some ten seconds after initial exposure. She almost falls out of the seat the instant she awakens. The scent of smoke hits her again, and she thrusts all oxygen away from her body instinctively to smother the nonexistant fire, almost losing consciousness again in the process. Being out for a few minutes hasn't exactly done her much good, it seems. The air remixes itself again as she gasps for breath.

She looks to Arturo, who isn't exactly the best communicator. She then looks to Quinton and identifies the smell of ammonium carbonate emanating from the glass in his hand, which she assumes brought her back to consciousness.

"Thanks. I think. Where are we, and who are you?"

@cloudystar

Adventurer's Quest Stop And Cafe (Always Open!)

@cloudystar

The large pyromancer simply shrugs and lets himself in, nodding at the offer of water. He doesn't indicate that he wants much of anything else, but rather, points to Brunhilde and pantomimes speaking with his free hand as though it's her job to do the talking. There's no reaction to the quick wipedown.

A glance around the room reveals some other patrons lounging and standing about, as well as a healthy number of empty tables and chairs. Arturo hastily walks over to a seat and dumps Brunhilde's unconscious body into it. He, however, stays standing.

Adventurer's Quest Stop And Cafe (Always Open!)

In the distance, what feels like an explosion is heard several blocks away from the Cafe.

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Several blocks away from the Cafe, in downtown Rheoden, a portal erupts into flames, and two large pieces of burning debris are spit out across the ground. The smaller piece of debris jumps up and makes a leap for the portal, but is caught by the ankles by the larger piece of debris. Both realize with a jolt that they're still on fire, and in an instant, the fire is out, obviously much to the disappointment of the large one.

Both pieces of debris appear to be human once the fire is out - or, at least, the small one currently hanging upside down in front of the large one does. The large one is encased in a flame retardant suit, and is enduring the complaints of his ally with grace.

"God damn it, Arturo, let me go. I have a job to finish!"
"Mm m mhmm hm."
"You know what I'm capable of, asshole. That won't happen. Now let go."
"Mm-mm."

The small one thrusts a hand into Arturo's hip satchel and pulls out a lighter, which she waves around in front of his face.
"I'll take it away if you don't let me g-"

Arturo lets her go mid-sentence and she crashes to the pavement head-first. The portal is still surrounded in fire, and the roars of what locals in that area believe to be a fire god come through the rip in the universe clearly. He might like fire, but that was the first time anything had ever successfully set him on fire, and he wasn't about to go back through. He picks the unconscious girl up and throws her over his shoulder, retrieves her now lightly scorched book from the ground, and wanders off. The area appears to be a modern city, made of metal, glass, and concrete - not something he can torch easily, sadly, but definitely a place where he expects he can find a place for his teacher to recuperate.

Arturo realizes halfway down the street that he can't read the language any of the signs are in. He would need Brunhilde to translate for him.

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A knock comes at the door to the Adventurer's Quest Stop and Cafe, accompanied by the powerful smell of smoke from outside.