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In Avalia → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Time: Afternoon
Location: Roshmi City
Interactions: Torvi @Tae, Belle @Potter


Bowyn was about respond to Torvi when two elven women helped themselves to seats at their table. He and Torvi had chosen a table out of the way to avoid prying ears and as he took a glance across the bar, he could tell, that while business was picking up, there was plenty of room elsewhere for them. Typical of elves; assuming everyone wanted the pleasure, or more accurately, the inconvenience of their company. Anyone with the slightest hint of decency would’ve at least asked if they minded strangers joining their table, but he did not expect decency from the high and mighty elves.

“Why, no, these seats are not taken, feel free to sit here, complete strangers who have not bothered to introduce themselves.” Bowyn responded in a tone that was both dripping with contempt and sarcasm. He then helped himself to a piece of fruit from the blue haired elfs plate, figuring if they were going to be rude, he was more than happy to return the sentiment. “Please continue to inform us of the latest gossip. Did anyone die?” He added as he chewed, obnoxiously and with an open mouth, on the piece of stolen peach. He glanced over at Torvi and gave a smirk, she seemed to be greeting these elves much more cordially than he planned on doing. He could see why, they might have useful information, but he wasn’t generous with kindness and these elves had shown none so he planned to only match their demeanor. He wasn’t going to allow himself to be mistaken for weak either; Bowyn was no cheerful forest fae, flitting about with any creature that happened to be in the vicinity.

“I’m Bowyn, by the way, not that you bothered to ask.” He continued. “And my lovely companion,” He paused to gesture towards the merlin perched on his shoulder, ”Is called Boreas. Don’t be offended if he stays quiet though, he doesn’t normally care for elves.” He said as Boreas ruffled his feathers to add to the point. He would leave it to Torvi to introduce herself if she wished, and continued to drink of his mead.
In Avalia → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Time: Afternoon
Location:Roshmi City
Interactions: Ayita @13org, Sakura @baraquiel, Ilan@dreamingflowers


Cade happily paid for the weapons Ayita had chosen, he had no desire to horde amas and seeing his friend happy and properly armed was more than enough to make him smile. She had chosen fine weapons as well, the knife in particular struck him as a thing of beauty. “Don’t be sorry, does your world not share the custom of giving friends gifts? You have shared such wonderful tales of your home and told so well sometimes I even felt that I was there. During our travels to Roshmi this brought me peace.” He said honestly, and as his way of vailing the message that there was no debt owed between them. Those who share battle, are in his mind, bonded in a way that debts do matter in much the same way it is with family. He would never expect a sibling to repay a kindness, nor would he expect it of someone who took up arms alongside him. Her question of how they would befriend the centaur and the faun stayed unanswered as he wasn’t sure how to best integrate with the strangers without drawing suspicion. But just as luck had brought them Sakura when the dragon had attacked, these rebellious strangers instead found their way to them.

Cade gently rested a paw on Ayita’s shoulder before continuing in a much more hushed tone. “It’s like I’ve said before, Avalia will aid us, this land wants noble warriors to defend her.” He was more confidant than ever that this was true. He turned his attention to the centaur who approached him and commented on his halberd. A large smile spread over Cade’s face at the complement.

“Thank you, made by own brother.” He said excitedly taking the weapon from his back and showing the centaur it’s craftsmanship. “A good eye you have, makes me wonder how you manage to miss your target.” He added boldly but in a voice barely louder than a whisper. He placed the halberd back on his back and gave a friendly smile. “I am Cadence of a Thunderstorm, most call me Cade. What do they call you, fellow warrior?” He asked the centaur as the mans companion, the faun, spoke to Sakura.
In Ember Grove - Supernatural RP → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Dusk
Location: The Woods, near Vie et Mort
Interaction with: Luna@Potter, Sorrel@Tae, Cyrus@Alivefalling



Liam was already in a heightened state from the scent of vampires in the air, and poised for attack as he heard the sounds of others approaching. Instead of murderous vampires however he saw two other werewolves, one with the red eyes of alpha. The odds of protecting the unconscious wolf certainly got a lot better, and he was relieved to find an alpha in Ember Grove, he was beginning to wonder if the wolves here had any sort of leadership. Another alpha was someone he could work with and someone who would know what the biggest threats of this town were. As the alpha of a pack that roamed, he liked setting up alliances with the alpha of whoever’s territory they were in, and with that came the need to ensure the other alpha would not see him as a threat to their leadership or territory.

“Sounds like a good plan. I’m happy to follow your lead.” He said, his posture relaxing some now that he knew he was in the presence of other wolves. He stood and bowed his head slightly showing the due respect to the other alpha and to the other the wolf who followed her.

“Rest easy little wolf, you’re safe now.” Liam spoke to the unconscious wolf, unsure if she could hear him or not but feeling the need to so none the less. He turned his attention back to the alpha and the other wolf. The threat still needed dealt with, no doubt three able bodied wolves could handle a few vampires, and he was eager for a good brawl.

“You go left, I’ll go right, we’ll slaughter these leeches in the middle?” He offered enthusiastically with an attempt at a grin that only served to show off his teeth. He sniffed the air for the scent of the enemy, their scent was stronger now; they were near. He was counting on the fact that these vampires were likely looking for one injured wolf and would not be counting on three more. An ambush to take them out quick and then they could focus on helping the injured friend.
In Ember Grove - Supernatural RP → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
An NPC for Noah's arc...


In Ember Grove - Supernatural RP → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Dusk
Location: The Woods, near Vie et Mort
Interaction with: Luna@Potter



Liam and his pack had been in Ember Grove for only a short amount of time but already this was a promising town. There was more supernatural activity going on here than even in many of the large cities he’d been too. Mysterious disappearances, high murder rates, and the unmistakable hint of blood that seemed to taint the air here. It would seem the rumors about this place were true, Ember Grove had it all; hunters, witches, and vampire threats lurking around every corner. With all it had going on finding wolves shouldn’t be much trouble either; with one new wolf already in their ranks. Only days after they had arrived in town and settled in the campgrounds, he had found another werewolf here with saddest eyes he’d ever seen. That wolf, Boris, was welcomed into the pack and the pack welcomed Boris, after all, to Liam, this was the purpose as of a family, of a pack. While the others of the pack where given assignments, to integrate into the town, sniff out threats, or search for other wolves or packs to help them, he gave none to Boris. Liam felt this new wolf needed time to adjust and wasn’t quite ready for pack work just yet.

Learning the layout of the town was easy enough, it was small and Liam had a keen sense of direction. He was glad to see it had a good amount of woods surrounding it and the campgrounds provided a perfect space for werewolves, most of his kind preferred the outdoors to small apartments or motel rooms. This preference worked to their advantage in a few ways, shying away from too many human comforts kept them from growing soft, it kept the pack together making it easier to look out for one another, and provided ample space for running, hunting, and training. With a pack that lived a nomadic lifestyle living in the woods or at campgrounds also helped keep living costs down. These were all considerations he had to keep in his mind as an alpha, he had to put the pack first, anticipate their needs, and constantly be on watch to ensure they were protected. If he didn’t, if he lost their trust, he wasn’t entirely sure what would come of all the wolves he’d banned together; would they wind up scattered and lost again or tear themselves apart with infighting?

Just as he allowed his wolves necessary breaks, Liam too took some nights to be alone, leaving his most trusted wolves in charge. There were two things in the world that allowed him to completely turn off his mind and enjoy the moment; riding his Harley and running as a wolf. As Ember Grove now fell under a cover of darkness, Liam elected for the later choice. Shifting into the large black werewolf that felt more like his true self than the body he was born with, he took to a section of the woods away from the campgrounds and the heavy burden of leadership. He ran feeling the cold autumn air through his thick fur and making a dinner of a few wild rabbits that also called these woods a home.

His peace was broken by a mournful cry and Liam froze as the sound of another wolf’s howl pierced through the forest. His ears pricked up and he sniffed the air, searching for the direction the howl came from and ran full force towards the cry. The closer he got the heavier the smell of blood became, and he could smell vampires in the area. The wolf he’d heard was in grave danger and he pushed himself to run faster. Liam nearly missed the injured wolf, her dark fur hiding her well as she lay curled up beneath a bush, but his nose caught her scent. He skittered quickly to a stop and crouched low to the ground, gently nudging the other wolf with his nose. For a second he worried she might be dead but he caught sight of her shallow breathing. He scanned the area and while he didn’t see the vampires yet he could smell them and they were close. He nudged the wolf once more hoping to wake her.
In Ossvien → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Late Afternoon
Location: At sea, abord his ship The Mako
Interaction with: The crew of The Mako



The Mako sailed the high seas in search of its latest target, and it's captain, the infamous pirate hunter Kai Calder stood at the helm. For quite some time they had been in pursuit of particularly savage pirate known as Bastian “The Bloody Bastard” Kincaid, and his crew of the vessel know as The Serpent. This pirate and his crew had the reputation for leaving no survivors, be it naval vessels or merchant ships that they attacked, they slaughtered every soul they ran afoul in the sea leaving destruction in their wake. He ranked near the top of the list of hated pirates that Kai personally wanted to handle, a man for whom the noose would be too much of a kindness. As he stared off into the distance through a spyglass, he caught sight of the vessel they searched for, The Serpent was within his grasp.

“Set the air Djinn on increasing our speed, I want them using every bit of magic they can muster on the sails.” Kai ordered to his first mate, a gnome who moved with incredible speed. They had a handful of air Djinn on board who used their innate magic to manipulate the wind that blew their sails, allowing them to gain more quickly on enemy ships. Once his first mate was out accomplishing this task, Kai returned the spyglass to his pocket and addressed the crew.

“Dump all none essential cargo, and prepare the canons. Ahead lies The Serpent, and The Bloody Bastard himself. If we do not stop him now, know that every death his damned crew causes rests on the shoulders of everyone on this vessel. Prepare for battle, men, move!” He shouted, his voice echoing though out The Mako. Kai set to work ensuring that everything was being readied to his liking, lending a hand at whatever needed done.

“Captain!” Shouted a crewman from the crows’ nest. “There’s another vessel out there.” Kai drew the spyglass from his coat pocket and studied the other vessel, it was of the Glasston navy.

“The Avalon Avenger.” He said softly, knowing exactly what that boat was doing out here. “Why are we moving so damn slow! Pick up the pace or I will charge every one of you scallywags with treason!” He continued to shout, the Avenger was in danger, and her mission was one of even greater importance than pirate hunting right now. He sought out the dwarf who held the position of master gunner. “Ensure no friendly fire harms the Avenger, she is on a royal mission to find that stolen princess.” He commanded the gunner as they closed in on The Serpent.

“Aye, Captain.” Responded the dwarf. The situation appeared more dire than he originally thought, the pirates already had the Avenger under siege and immediately Kai understood why it had been so easy to spot the Serpent. He assumed that the rumors of this pirate ship were true, that they had several dark witches on board able to cloak the ship allowing them unprecedented ability to escape capture and leading to their success in stealthily overtaking other vessels. By now the dark witches were too distracted with the battle underway to cloak their ship, such treachery would require a great deal of concentration after all.

Once they were close enough the order was given to fire the cannons upon the pirates. The battle between the Avalon Avenger and The Serpent was already well under way, with the savage pirates having already boarded the naval vessel. The majority of his crew was to sink The Serpent, leaving these pirates with no escape while a select few would head out on the smaller boats, around to the other side of the Avenger to board and assist their fellow naval ship.


Time: Late Afternoon
Location: The Avalon Avenger
Interaction with:



The day had been going well and the seas were calm, despite the strange siren the ship. Even so many of the crew remained on edge; the siren was seen as a bad omen, a strange and terrifying creature from the depths of seas and yet another female on the ship. Many of the navy shared the superstition that women brought bad luck aboard a ship. They already had a princess abord, this could not be helped, but a demon from the depths of Davy Jones’ locker, one known through myth to be creature that lured sailors to their deaths, caused an ominous feeling despite the calmness of the seas. Sylas wasn’t sure how much stock he placed in sailor superstitions but soon the calm air gave way to an eerie fog obscuring their surroundings, and this seemed to confirm these superstitions.

The enemy ship was not seen until it was too late, already close enough for pirates to begin boarding and with the men caught so entirely off-guard chaos fell around them. The dark ship sailed a black flag, featuring a skull enveloped by a snake, a flag that could only be taken for one flown by pirates. The enemies plan was clear by their lack of cannon fire; to overtake and loot the ship, then steal the prize of Glasston’s navy, the Avalon Avenger herself. As all chaos broke loose, men scrambled to fight back. While the mysterious fog dissipated with the pirate’s arrival, however, the ominous feeling persisted. Silas, along with the other crewmen who were the first to engage in the fight, desperately tried to beat the enemy back.


Time: Late Afternoon
Location: The Avalon Avenger
Interaction with: open



Grappling hooks were swung and caught the side of the Avalon Avenger, and Captain Kai Calder was the first to scurry up the rope and board the ship. With battle already underway he stood guard of the grappling hooks until the rest of his men managed to climb up from the boats as well. A loud crack cut through the sound of war cries and painful screams as the Mako succeeded in destroying the mast of the enemy pirate ship. Kai grinned knowing that now the enemy was trapped between two naval vessels, and soon the pirate ship would be sunk sending those that did not die in battle to face a watery grave.

Cutlass’s clashed and cannon fire raged as the battle intensified. The once clean deck of the Avenger was soon littered with blood and bodies. No ship in Glasston’s navy would surrender to pirates, and from what Kai knew of the Serpents reputation they would not give in easily either. Kai attacked every pirate in his vicinity with ferocity, a side of himself he was always happy to unleash in battle. The uniforms he and his men wore showed the crew of the Avalon Avenger that were allies, and he could only assume they were more than happy to receive aid.


Time: Evening
Location: The Mermaids Fortune
Interaction with: Winifred@MissCapnCrunch



In Aodh’s opinion there was no better way to end a day of hard work, than a night of drinking and celebration. So once Captain gave the order that the majority of them were free to enjoy the night, he indulged in more than a little rum. At first he kept an eye on Katurah as she entertained the crew, making sure that she stayed out of trouble and that no trouble found her either. He relaxed a lot more once he saw the kitten with Elenei, the gnome was more than capable of looking out for the fresh recruit. He also figured it was good for Katurah to have a bit of fun as well after having such an eventful first day on board. After enjoying a bit more rum and gambling with some of the crew Aodh eventually decided to look for Winifred. Having eaten nothing since leaving port Aodh was hungry and the ship’s cook always had food around.

“Winifred, what an absolute joy to find you. Got anything to eat?” He asked somewhat louder than necessary once he located the ship’s cook. He was grinning from the excess of rum and in a cheery mood. He knew some men took to raiding the kitchen on there own during festivities aboard the ship, but Aodh did not doubt that Winifred would notice anything out of place in her galley and he did not care to cross those he respected. Piracy was for outside the ship, not within it, and he considered it a great dishonor to steal from one's own crew.
In Ember Grove - Supernatural RP → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Time: Dusk
Location: Lover’s Lake and the woods nearby then to Vie et Mort's community
Interaction with: N/A

The autumn air was crisp and darkness had finally enveloped the town of Ember Grove. Noah had been waiting, rather impatiently for night to fall so that he could finally get a decent bite to eat. Restlessly he prowled through the woods, the thirst burning deep in his throat, watching as a group of students held a bonfire. University had recently started up again and one of his favorite hunting grounds was once again fully stocked. The air was thick with the smell of lusty, hot blooded, humans. It wasn’t long before a couple headed off, alone, into woods away from the rest of the group that had gathered here at Lover’s Lake. A gleeful grin spread across his face; and now the hunt would begin. He stalked them silently through the woods. Once they were further away from the rest of the humans the game began. Noah began taunting the humans, allowing his feet to step on a branch or two all while staying hidden in the darkness. Then occasionally allowing the humans a glimpse of him as he sped through the trees, circling them like a predator would. He could smell the hint of fear coming off the female human, while the male still smelled of lust.

“Babe I swear something is following us, don’t tell me you didn’t just see that.” The anxiety had crept into the female’s voice, but the male seemed unconcerned, assuring her it was likely just an animal. He wasn’t wrong, Noah thought, they were all but animals, with vampires being the most superior animal of them all.

“An animal, perhaps. But you can call me death itself.” Noah spoke with a soft menace in his voice as he stepped out from the shadows of the trees to where the human prey could see him. The male quickly moved in front of the female, his hand trembling as he pulled a small knife from his pocket and pried it open. He held the knife in front of him, brandishing the trinket as if such a weapon could be a threat to Noah. The vampire tilted his head to the side, flashing a grin that showed off his fangs as they extended, while his eyes gave off a predatory gleam. Now the male smelled of fear too.

“Back off, asshole.” The male shouted, a tremble in his voice. Noah moved faster than either human could have anticipated, and in seconds he closed the distance between him and his prey.

“Boo.” Noah whispered, his now red eyes locking with the male, as he raised his arms up to the night sky, allowing the male a clean strike. “Your move.” He taunted. The male moved quickly, for a human, and thrust the knife into Noah’s abdomen.

“Laura run!” The male shouted as he went to take a step back to do the same.

Noah let out a laugh as the knife pierced his skin. “That tickles.” He said before pulling the pocket knife out his stomach. As the man turned to run, Noah moved quickly, stabbing the knife into the male’s arm and grabbing him by the hair as he screamed. Noah jerked the male’s head back with one hand while holding the injuried arm with his other, digging his fingers into the knife wound. “Yes, Laura run.” He shouted at the already fleeing female who paused to turn and look at them. Once Noah saw that she was watching he sank his fangs into the neck of struggling male victim. The female, Laura, let out a scream before scrambling to run once more. Noah drank from the male before tossing his body aside. “It so much more fun when you run.” He shouted, taking a minute to lick the blood off his fingers before chasing after the female.

Noah herded the female deeper into the woods and away from the lake and the other humans at the lake. “Laura!” He shouted after her, whistling like one would do to call a dog. He continued the chase, until the fear was strong enough that he could almost taste it from the scent alone. Then he stopped holding back, he sped up closing the distance between himself and the female. With a swift motion he grabbed the human and tossed her against a tree. “You can’t run, you can’t hide, but you can scream all you want.” He offered as he turned to face her.

Instead of screaming the terrified human grasped at a cross she wore around her neck, muttering something to herself. Noah chuckled as he realized what the human was doing. “Are you praying?” He asked amused. He took a small step back and threw up his hands towards the sky. “Dear heavenly Father if my deeds offend thee then strike me down and save this precious lamb of yours.” Noah shouted up to the sky as he took a few more steps closer to his prey. He paused for the drama of it, and then shrugged.

“Well, I guess he just doesn’t care.” Noah said before quickly grabbed the cross from her fingers and ripped it from her neck. “Maybe he’s just really busy.” He added sarcastically before holding the cross up and licking it. Noah enjoyed mocking the things humans thought would protect them; their religious symbols, their weapons, and the places they thought they should be safe. He dangled the cross necklace in front of the terrified human. “Must be broken.” Noah taunted as he tossed the cross over his shoulder. The human moved to run again but he grabbed her by the neck and smacked her head into the tree, just hard enough to knock the human unconscious.

“One for me, one for the clan.” He said cheerfully, having enjoyed his successful hunt. The taste of human blood still sitting in his throat, cooling the thirst that burned in him. As much as he wanted to drink both humans, he was supposed to be bringing in more blood slaves for the clan, and for now his thirst currently satiated. He slung the unconscious human over his shoulder and spent a good few minutes trying to remember where he’d left his car. Eventually he found his way back to a black beat up old car he’d stolen not too long ago. He tied up the human, before tossing her into the truck. Then he frowned, he wasn’t supposed to leave bodies lying around to arouse suspicion and the male was still back in the woods. He also figured he shouldn’t leave the female in the trunk in case she managed to get out either. Noah scratched his head as he wondered what to do.

He shrugged and slammed the trunk closed, wasn’t much he could do about it now and he certainly wasn’t afraid of human hunters. The thought of playing games with the hunters excited him, they’d make much more interesting prey than other humans. As a young vampire he felt invincible and the thought that a simple mortal could ever end his fun never crossed his mind. He still grinned with excitement as he started up the car, in his mortal life he’d never gotten to drive. He sped, without caution, through the back roads making his way towards route 68 and the small town that was now Vie et Mort. He took the side road hard enough that the tires screeched as the car turned and slammed the breaks once he was inside gates of the community. His driving had all been, rather poorly, self-taught.

The Mills Community, a small town completely under control Vie et Mort, was a place Noah had spent nearly half his life. He owed everything he had to these vampires, he had started his time her as a lowly blood slave, as insignificant as an ant, and now he was a vampire, a creature more akin to a god than any human could dream of being. Noah noticed how the minor knife wound was already mostly healed, only adding to how powerful he felt. He searched out the guard in charge of the living blood bags and flashed a wide grin once he spotted the man.

“I have brought a gift.” Noah said proudly, for the first time in a while he had managed to bring in a human alive, and without a single bite, to help restock the community food source. Frequently during the thrill of the hunt, it was difficult to keep enough control. Who would’ve thought that he just needed to eat first?

“A live one this time?” The guard asked. Noah nodded yes and the man sent another vampire to retrieve Noah’s gift. Once the human, now awake, was pulled from the trunk of the car he caught the enticing smell of human blood. His went red again as he starred at the human who was dragged away screaming. The thirst burned in his throat, not as powerfully as before but enough that he still felt it. “You did well, Noah.” The other vampire said, laying a hand on Noah’s shoulder and breaking him from his trace-like state.

“Yeah.” He said nodding in agreement. He was improving as a vampire, doing better, soon he’d be rid of any trace of human weakness. “Could you let Mistress Celeste know, that I am doing better?” He asked hopeful.

“I’ll do you one better, and make sure Desiree gets a full report on how well you’re doing. You know Celeste has been unreachable in her travels.” The other vampire said softly, giving Noah a look that the younger vampire found strange. He looked at him with pity, and Noah wondered if it was because he knew why his sire had left without saying anything. Noah was convinced she left because he had not been a good enough vampire, but how would his sire know how much he had improved if she did not stay in contact with Vie et Mort? He would have to do something impressive enough that word might reach her on her travels. Again, the thought of hunting the hunters crossed his mind, what better why to show his improvement than to hunt a more dangerous prey, something that could pose threat to even vampires.

“Thank you, sir.” Noah said before heading off to get cleaned up. The night was still young and if he wanted to go back out again being covered in blood was not the way to do it. He had a new fixation caught in his head; he would hunt hunters, he would be a better vampire, and his sire would have to be proud to have him in her bloodline if he did these things.
In Avalia → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Time: Morning
Location: Roshmi City
Interactions: Torvi @Tae


As Torvi returned with more mead, and some interesting information, from the bar, Bowyn tilted his head in thought. He hadn’t expected people to rebel so quickly, but if assassination attempts were already going on in the open, in a crowded marketplace, that could make things easier for them. Of course, barroom gossip wasn’t exactly the most reliable source of information and knowing how dramatic elves could be it was just as likely that someone sneezed on the elf and they claimed it was biological warfare. “Could be.” He answered back, keeping his own pessimistic thoughts to himself. It wasn’t like this was out of the realm of possibility and trying to crush whatever hope the human had would be unnecessarily cruel. He knew that Torvi would remain cautious, and trusted her enough to believe a bit of hope wouldn’t cause her to do anything foolish. Bowyn would not allow himself hope, he knew he would do a great many foolish thing if it were for Aeryn. He had failed to do what he knew he had to already and ensure that she was properly laid to rest. Well, not just once, when he failed to ensure she was properly cremated, but a second time during the attack in the forest, and he would not allow himself another failure. Bowyn felt a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach that was not caused by the mead.

“If it was rebels, we could go to the marketplace, I’m sure it’s all people would be talking about. Although it’d also be crawling with guards, but better to test those ears out in a marketplace than a fancy ball.” Bowyn continued in a hushed voice. He took a long drink of the amber liquid, not even bothering to frost the glass this time, that bit of whimsy had left him. He wished the mead would dull the sickening feeling but he knew it would not, it hadn’t for a long time and only stronger drugs could provide that ease. But those drugs messed with his wits far too much, and he couldn’t afford to be dulled by anything stronger than alcohol. For the time being he was going to have to learn to live with that feeling of guilt mixed with self-loathing. Swallowing the drink down he knew he had to try and seem less gloomy; he didn’t want to bring Torvi’s mood down with him. So, for the sake of being a better drinking buddy, he forced a cheeky grin. “Shall we finish these drinks and go shopping?” He asked trying to return to a playful sarcasm. ”I’m sure they’ll have many shops there with fancy, overpriced, clothes. Hopefully ran by distracted and unobservant shopkeepers.” He continued on until Boreas nipped at his ear.

”And food? The merlin inquired.

”And mice all over the streets.” He added looking to the bird on his shoulder.
In Ossvien → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Kai Calder ⋆ 35 ⋆ Male ⋆ Merman/Half Breed


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Appearance

Height:
5’10

Weight:
180lbs

Hair Color:
Dark Blue

Eye Color:
Sea green

Skin Tone:
Pale blue

Brief Clothes Description:
A long royal blue coat issued by the navy, white shirt and black vest, black pants, and black boots. He has a few rings, necklaces, and earrings taken from pirates he’s killed and brandishes a cutlass.


Ambitious ⋆ Daring ⋆ Confident⋆ Tenacious

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Psychology

Likes:
⋆The water
⋆Having a good time offshore
⋆Killing pirates


Dislikes:
⋆Fire and heat
⋆Pirates and all those who defy order
⋆Mutineers, the one thing that might be worse than a pirate.


Fears:
⋆Failure
⋆Fire
⋆Being forgotten


Sexuality:
Straight


Personality:
An extroverted and outgoing man, Kai can hold conversation with just about anyone. While he is generally kind to his crew those who cross him and those who are his enemy will quickly learn how cruel he can be. His punishments are often harsh, the navy after all, is no place for those who cannot follow orders but he will never torture his people. Pirates, on the other hand, are an entirely different story, he believes a simple hanging is far too good a death for the likes of them. Kai will go to great lengths to protect his men, and would never hang back in a battle and let them face danger without him. Only a coward would expect the men they lead to do something their leader would not. He does, however, understand that sacrifice is necessary in what they do and he will shed no tears for those who lose their lives; dying for king and country is a great honor. Kai strives to show the same qualities he excepts from his crew; courage, hard work, and dedication. Once giving his orders, he will go to whatever lengths it takes to accomplish them.

Although he does not have a quick temper, he certain does possess a great deal of rage to those he sees as traitors. Pirates and their lawless nature are, to Kai, the ultimate expression of this, traitors to not only the king but to the ideas of law and order itself. Towards his crew he is forgiving, so long as they take responsibility for their mistakes and learn from them. While he can be patient if necessary, he prefers to act quickly and efficiently, once one goal has been accomplished a new one can start and that is how best to serve his king. He does not waste time doubting his decisions, to him it serves no purpose, once a path has been chosen, he follows it through to the end. He is also more than willing to indulge in whims; when they have time offshore or for a break to recharge and let lose this serves an important purpose, morale matters to him and a miserable crew does sloppy work. Kai believes it is important to project absolutely confidence, if he doesn’t believe he is doing things right then why should the rest of the crew. Kai will allow nothing to hold him back, he sees himself as an unstoppable force, like a hurricane.

Though intelligent and self-taught he is well aware that there are plenty who surpass him in this quality but this is out of his control. What is in his control is how hard he is willing to work, through determination he has accomplished his goals, and he will continue to out last his enemies. He wants success and glory more than he wants to draw breath, and Kai is intense and passionate about what he believes in; a world governed by peace and justice rather than the lawless chaos they have now. He also understands that the better world he believes in holds no place for him, he is man of war and violence and one day he hopes the world lacks a need for men like him. He mostly maintains a cheerful disposition, having a sense of humor about things and enjoying the company of those who make him laugh. He does, after all enjoy what he does, and his sin is that he gives into that; embracing rage and violence even if directed at those who deserve it, are not the qualities of a good man. He knows it takes a monster to fight monsters and so that is the personal sacrifice he is willing to make.


Humble Origins ⋆ Hard-Work ⋆ Notoriety

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Background

Occupation
Naval Captain


Which ship are you on?
Currently, his own ship, The Mako


Living Immediate Family Members:
Possibly his mother.


Dead Immediate Family Members:
His father.


Current and Past Lover(s):
In love, no, but lovers, sure. It would be unbecoming of an officer to brag about his conquests in love though, at least while sober.


History:
The life of famed pirate hunter and naval captain Kai Calder started with humble beginnings. Born the son of a hardworking tavern owner and a free-spirited mermaid, Kai was never able to know his mother. The merfolk his mother came from forbid intermingling with land creatures, so it seemed his parents were destined to be star-crossed, and his mother was forced to choose between land and sea. So, once he was born, she returned her child to the land, as they would never accept him as a true merman. This is a decision he can easily forgive, for he understands that to give up the sea, and its peace, would be unbearable. He was raised by his father, a man who worked for everything he had, a trait Kai admired as his home was on Fallcliff, a place engulfed by thieves and vagrants.

He lost his father at the age of ten; killed by a pirate who was disgruntled over a bar tab. Kai was forced survive alone, taking whatever work a young boy could find; fishing, dock work, and cleaning up for various business. He pulled himself up from the gutter and after several years he saved up enough money for passage to Glassston where he immediately enlisted in the royal navy. It is the sea that has always been his true home, and whether swimming in it or sailing on it, Kai finds the himself content to be close to the water. The first time he saw battle was absolutely exhilarating, instead of keeping his rage pent up he was able to unleash it all on those he blamed for taking his father from him; pirates. His brutality in war was rewarded, and that coupled with his hard work and ability to get the job done helped him slowly work his way up through the ranks.

Eventually his goal of becoming a captain with his own vessel to command was achieved and before long he gained a reputation for hunting down pirates. He sought them out, seeking to make the seas and ports safe for good people. Kai was handsomely rewarded for his efforts and as he gained experience, he began seeking out the pirates with the most fearsome reputations. His notoriety as a pirate hunter extended throughout Ossvien, no doubt that there are many a pirate who fear his name and the flag his ship sails; a royal blue flag with a silver shark tail. He became the man the navy sent on the most dangerous of missions, to face down the most despicable of pirates; a man known for getting the job done by any means necessary. Although his methods aren’t always celebrate by the navy, they recognize that he gets results, and while his name isn’t one that is beloved, it certainly one that is known.

Special Ability: Merman form⋆ Main Strength: Combat skill ⋆ Main Weakness: Heat/Fire/Dehydration

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Combat and Magic:

Physical Strengths:
⋆Exceptional swordsman
⋆Strong swimmer, and breathe underwater
⋆Strong and a good brawler


Physical Weaknesses:
⋆Becomes dehydrated much more quickly
⋆Not so quick or agile on land
⋆No defense against magical attacks


Magic or ability:
When in the water he transforms in to his merman form, having a shark like tail, gills allowing him to breathe underwater, and a heightened awareness of vibrations. As a half breed, he has a longer life span than a human but not as long a pure merfolk. He has a merman form, and with it the heightened abilities of the merfolk, but this form is not as powerful as a full-blooded merfolk would have. With it the weakness of a merfolk is less as well; while he doesn’t have to take frequent trips to the water, he is much more prone to the effects of dehydration, which for him can turn deadly more quickly than regular human. Heat dehydrates him quicker, fire is far more deadly, and he needs to drink water more often than human.


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