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STATUS: If you bought the Pikachu version instead of the Eevee version, I'm afraid we cant be friends anymore. 8 yrs ago
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If you bought the Pikachu version instead of the Eevee version, I'm afraid we cant be friends anymore.
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Post for Grace and the first post for Alteral.
"Hold citizen." Grace said, looking at the Azure Knight. She rarely trusted their type, but never quite knew why. She turned back to the man, heaving a sigh. "Despite your presentation of proof, you must pay a fine to the city for the disturbance. We do not allow bounty hunts to be carried out inside city limits, especially kill orders. Return with me to the station, pay your fine and you'll be allowed to leave without further incident. Try to run again and we will be required to hunt you like you hunted that man." She approached him, feeling uneasy about him. Something about him was off. As she passed the knight, she spoke in a low voice for just them. "While your aid is appreciated, you are out of your jurisdiction here. Leave the law to us."
Alteral sat in the corner of the "Farmer's Daughter", the shadows almost eliminating the need for his heavy black clothing covering almost every piece of his skin. He looked over the merriment with a longing, almost hungry stare, and drank his ale. The only colors at his table were the white staff leaning against the wall, the thick leather bound book under his left hand, and the gleaming golden cross around his neck, marking him as a priest of the Sun God. Normally Alteral vir Mithran avoided places like this, where he might be tempted too much by the scent of warm blood, but he had felt almost compelled to find companionship after decades of solitude. Even so, his sudden need for social interaction would not beat his ironclad rules. He refused to approach anyone in the tavern under false pretenses, instead hoping one of them would come to talk to him.
Alteral sat in the corner of the "Farmer's Daughter", the shadows almost eliminating the need for his heavy black clothing covering almost every piece of his skin. He looked over the merriment with a longing, almost hungry stare, and drank his ale. The only colors at his table were the white staff leaning against the wall, the thick leather bound book under his left hand, and the gleaming golden cross around his neck, marking him as a priest of the Sun God. Normally Alteral vir Mithran avoided places like this, where he might be tempted too much by the scent of warm blood, but he had felt almost compelled to find companionship after decades of solitude. Even so, his sudden need for social interaction would not beat his ironclad rules. He refused to approach anyone in the tavern under false pretenses, instead hoping one of them would come to talk to him.
• Name: Alteral Vir Mithran
• Gender: Male
• Age: 427
• Race: Elvin Vampire
• Appearance:
• Gear & Possessions:
[wearing]
Leather Traveling Clothes
Heavy Cloak
Curved Steel Dagger
Cross of the Sun God
White Ironoak Staff w/ Crimsonite Inlay & Tip
[in pack]
High Priest Robes
Bible
4 Waterskins (containing animal blood and anticoagulant herbs)
1 bedroll
• Skills & Abilities:
Along with the general abilities of Vampirism, Alteral can use Sun magic (at the price of physical pain). He controls his bloodlust with an iron will, drinking only animal blood when the hunger becomes too great.
Alteral is a natural born healer, and still retains his magic.
• Personality:
Alteral doesn't mind traveling with others, as long as they are aware of his condition. He never lets someone trust him without telling them of his curse and letting them decide if they want him around. When someone does trust him, he is eternally grateful. He has an unwavering sense of what is right and wrong, and will never stray from his path or let others obstruct it. He never makes excuses to drink blood from an intelligent race, no matter who's it is.
• History:
Alteral was at one point the High Priest of the Sun God and as such felt it was his sworn duty to destroy vampires wherever he found them. Eventually he was outsmarted, getting himself captured. Looking down at him, the Vampires who caught him decided that death wasn't enough, and so they turned him into the one thing he hated most, and forced their gift on him. Now Alteral wanders the world, searching for a way to lift his curse.
• Gender: Male
• Age: 427
• Race: Elvin Vampire
• Appearance:
• Gear & Possessions:
[wearing]
Leather Traveling Clothes
Heavy Cloak
Curved Steel Dagger
Cross of the Sun God
White Ironoak Staff w/ Crimsonite Inlay & Tip
[in pack]
High Priest Robes
Bible
4 Waterskins (containing animal blood and anticoagulant herbs)
1 bedroll
• Skills & Abilities:
Along with the general abilities of Vampirism, Alteral can use Sun magic (at the price of physical pain). He controls his bloodlust with an iron will, drinking only animal blood when the hunger becomes too great.
Alteral is a natural born healer, and still retains his magic.
• Personality:
Alteral doesn't mind traveling with others, as long as they are aware of his condition. He never lets someone trust him without telling them of his curse and letting them decide if they want him around. When someone does trust him, he is eternally grateful. He has an unwavering sense of what is right and wrong, and will never stray from his path or let others obstruct it. He never makes excuses to drink blood from an intelligent race, no matter who's it is.
• History:
Alteral was at one point the High Priest of the Sun God and as such felt it was his sworn duty to destroy vampires wherever he found them. Eventually he was outsmarted, getting himself captured. Looking down at him, the Vampires who caught him decided that death wasn't enough, and so they turned him into the one thing he hated most, and forced their gift on him. Now Alteral wanders the world, searching for a way to lift his curse.
Lucius Cypher said
Eeeeh? No fair! Why does Witch-sama get all; of Ursa-Sempai's attention! UUUWWWAAAAA!
that's what you get for being a MURDERER!
Dude you killed was human too. SKENDAR! get on this.
"bird of prey cry"
Grace does not volunteer her shoulder. she's running.
good. i hoped my Diaphragm Curse would take hold.
i'm just going to pretend none of you exist anymore
not even gonna dignify that.
Ursa you seem to be in a constant flux between master and underling.
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