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Current so bored... if you have a RP and need a spot filled PM me please. Need something to do!!!
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@omerta hmmm, interesting idea, but for now (might be possible later on) but to keep things simple let's stick to no hybrids. Mostly thinking because you can't mix a cat with a dog and get a cat/dog. As for shifters if a dog shifter mated with a cat shifter the child would be only a cat or a dog depending on which trait was more dominant. Maybe later with human experimentation there might be hybrids, but not right now ^_^
@Kaalee lol sorry I thought I had put that up there XD, but it's only about 200-400, and that's based on their animal. The longer living the animal form's life span the older the shifter lives. So like a mouse shifter will only be about 200, while an elephant or sea turtle will be up in the 400 area.
you do know there's an easy button for that right?
@WittyWolf lol ik just messing with yea, just go ahead and post in in characters :P
So now the fun begins :P lol
if anyone here didn't like the original OOC post, I edited it a bit to add more depth to the world. Hope you like it :)
Eric Fenris "Wolf"


I eyed the obnoxiously loud officer who had taken it upon himself to correct me in addressing Rin. Then to my slight surprise the Commander herself told him off a bit. Then she went to tell off another officer who thought to bring an assistant. 'Well, well, Rin here seems to have more sense about her head than most officers I've met.' I think to myself as more people arrive to the scene.

Then Rin did something stupid. She threatened Lea. That is possibly the worst thing anyone could do, whether they meant it or not. It doesn't matter to me. Sighing heavily to myself I drop my bags to the floor and pinching my cigar between the fingers of my bionic prosthetic. Closing my eyes as I take a long drag. Then holding the cigar in my fake hand and blowing out the smoke in a long breath. After a small pause I reopen my eyes, lazily passing them by the stiff assed officer that tried correcting me. What was his name? Oh yea, Sharp."Look, Sir I don't give a rat's hairy ass about your rank, her rank, or even my rank. You asked for me for this mission, so unless you failed to read my dossier then you knew what you were asking for when you put me on. You need someone who's good on the ground for this mission, so you asked for me. Now seeing as that's the case how bout you try prying that bug out your ass and relax a bit. Cause frankly, being tense on a mission like this isn't going to do you any good." I say with a smirk at the end. These puckered up officers are always amusing to deal with, but they always learn that I do what I need to do, and they should be thankful for that.

Now as for Commander Rin, and her comments about my Lea. I take another quick drag off my cigar before turning to Rin."Now, no offence to you personally Rin. As I already kinda like you for telling ole stiff ass over here off for me. But here's the thing." My eyes turn from a lazy stare to a serious one as I place my hand atop Lea's head. Her soft warm fur under my hand calms me a bit, but not fully. "You've spoken to my previous Commander about, Lea here, and I appreciate that, but, and I'm going out of line here, I really don't like anyone threatening her. So please," I take a quick drag from my cigar before continuing, "just remember that and you'll have no problems from me." I flash a quick smirk at the pink haired officer.

"Now that the annoying bit is out of the way can we get on with this mission. I suddenly feel like killing some UKD bastards," I add. My face transforming from serious back to a lazy smirk as I put the cigar back in my mouth and pick up my bags.
In Closed. 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Lord Aldurin Ranold of Sevaviel



Reaching the entrance hall Aldurin was surprised to see that everyone had seemingly scattered to the winds. It was to be expected of course as he couldn't expect everyone to stay put while he was about with he King and the Prince. The great castle seemed suddenly large to Aldurin though without knowledge of his people's whereabouts. "Nose to the ground, Whisper," he said quietly to his wolf companion. It was a small command that she knew to be aware of danger. He wasn't an overly cautious man, but times like these, where rat lords scurried about and potentially violent royals brandished steel, he had cause plenty to be wary.

Whisper nudged his hand, snapping him from his grim thoughts. He realized he had been standing in the entrance hall, apparently with a face of murderous intent about him, as the few staff in the area were looking at him like frightened sheep. Aldurin sighed heavily, there was nothing he could do at this moment. All he could do was be patient, hope for a better outcome, and keep his nose to the ground for any trouble. Running a hand through his black mass of hair he took a breath. Then snapped his piercing gaze to one of the cleaning women. "If I'm not mistaken there's to be a dinner tonight for our arrival. Please see a bath brought to my assigned room. I doubt your King and Queen would appreciate a man smelling of the road sitting at their tables." He said in tone he hoped was polite. Judging by the woman's reaction, it wasn't. Aldurin sighed again and made his way to his room.

It wasn't a long walk to his room from the entrance hall and once there he saw that a bath had been drawn and was steaming in the center of the room. A young servant girl was waiting timidly by the tub. Aldurin shook his head and wiped his hand down his face. "I don't need you here. Go on," he said, slightly frustrated. The girl sheepishly tried to make an excuse, but left quickly as Aldurin shot a hand towards the door. He thought he saw a look of relief upon her face. As soon as the door closed behind her Aldurin went to where his bags where and opened them up. Pulling out a fresh, if wrinkled set of trousers, shirt, and underclothes, placing them upon the bed before getting undressed and getting in the bath. Whisper jumped in with him, causing him to laugh loudly as she splashed hot water onto the carpets. The bath did wonders to release the tension in his mind, especially as he sat there washing Whisper.

The water had gone cold by the time Aldurin and Whisper were done with their bath, and time was short to get to the dinner. So Aldurin put on his clean clothes then shook off his leather and chainmail. Sending dust into the air as he beat the ornate leather chest-piece. He donned the heavy chainmail shirt and strapped the leather chest-piece over top. Then sliding his knee high boots up his legs followed by his black, wolf fur collard cape, and finally his armored leather gloves before strapping on his wide sword belt, the ornate sword in the scabbard. Once dressed he gave Whisper a quick brushing, making her gray coat shine. He did nothing to tame his own mass of hair. "Well, that about does it," he said to Whisper, who responded with a short bark. With that he was off to the dinner, Whisper following behind.

The dinner itself was to be expected, though the debauchery brought a piercing glare to Aldurin's eyes whenever his gaze passed over the dance floor. Whisper was laying behind his chair, gnawing on a large cow femur that Aldurin had requested from one of the servers. The steady sound of gnawing and bone cracking behind him was calming in a way. As for himself he was enjoying the spread of fine dishes and drink, especially the ale. Which he was told by the servers it was requested by the King himself. "I must say, King Alaric, you have quite the tongue for good ale," he said loudly so the King could hear as he was seated a bit down the table. A pleased smile upon his scarred face.
Erin Draven


Erin laughed at Marcus calling him a hero. He never thought of himself as one. What he did is what he's always done. Helping people when he's needed, and doing his best to make someone's day a bit better.

"Not at all. I only held the enemy off for a couple days. It was the Guild who's the heroes there, if it wasn't for them I wouldn't be here right now, and neither would that town." Erin said easily. Taking another long drink as he tried not to linger on the memories. The smile never leaving his face.

It was almost comical to see Marcus struggle with the drink that Erin had gave him. It didn't seem to be that strong, but some people had different tastes. Still, it made Erin eye his own drink as if he could see anything different about it.

"Rift magic? Sounds interesting. Now, forgive my curiosity, but how does it affect another to be pulled into your dimension? Could another wizard still use their own magic in there or is it meant to cancel it out?" Erin asked, honestly interested. He liked to know about other magics in case he had to face them someday.

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@Prince of Seraphs - yup still open come one int ^_^

@WittyWolf - I love it! just missing a couple things from the rules :P
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