@Vas Khaleen It won't
@bluetommy2 Toss a post up if you haven't already. I'll be posting soon myself.
@bluetommy2 Toss a post up if you haven't already. I'll be posting soon myself.
LadyRunic
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STATUS: What lies in the hearts of the drae if not madness? - Ma'doc 6 yrs ago
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What lies in the hearts of the drae if not madness? - Ma'doc
6 yrs ago
Replies will be coming out in a few days. Been down sick.
6 yrs ago
"Fly you fools!"
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7 yrs ago
To everyone waiting on replies. They most likely will be out tomorrow or Saterday. I need to get a part for my computer!
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8 yrs ago
Sorry if replies are a bit slow. Dealing with a headache.
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Hello! I'm LadyRunic! But you knew that...
I love most types of Role Play, but by far my favorites are those that are well thought out and worked with. Especially when you can find a group you can work well with. I love books- So many books. It's a running bet that I will become buried under a pile of said objects one day... I'm a tad busy, and when an Rp really catches my interest I'm inpatient for posts. It's like reading a good book and getting stuck on a cliff hanger.
You can generally expect posts regularly once a week if not more.
I've RP'd for the better part of fourteen years, so I can honestly say I have some experience and I've developed the understanding of what I expect of a partner in a one-on-one or a group. I'm also the sort who will speak up and point out something if it looks off or forms a problem to me. I spent most of a year once stuck in a Voice Chat Rp that was hell on Earth, so I'm straight forward when I need to say something. I expect this in return from my Rpers and DMs. I want to improve my writing and love constructive criticism.
I love most types of Role Play, but by far my favorites are those that are well thought out and worked with. Especially when you can find a group you can work well with. I love books- So many books. It's a running bet that I will become buried under a pile of said objects one day... I'm a tad busy, and when an Rp really catches my interest I'm inpatient for posts. It's like reading a good book and getting stuck on a cliff hanger.
You can generally expect posts regularly once a week if not more.
I've RP'd for the better part of fourteen years, so I can honestly say I have some experience and I've developed the understanding of what I expect of a partner in a one-on-one or a group. I'm also the sort who will speak up and point out something if it looks off or forms a problem to me. I spent most of a year once stuck in a Voice Chat Rp that was hell on Earth, so I'm straight forward when I need to say something. I expect this in return from my Rpers and DMs. I want to improve my writing and love constructive criticism.
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@Vas Khaleen yes?
@josephb You still interested and sorry about that longbreak work was overwhelming me with the holidays.
Her eyes gleamed as Ayita stood slowly. Moving to pick up her discarded bag. Her eyes glanced away at Booker's question. She didn't want to answer. Didn't want to admit the tiger had such a hold on her. Still, she felt the need to take to the wing. Grimacing, she gave a growl far more like tiger than most would be comfortable with. Shifting nervously, she began to pace. "The tiger got a hold of me. Followed his scent, tried to warn him." Her voice was something few had heard. Quiet, clipped with a grumbling undertone. The delivery of her sentence was quick, trying to rush through the embarrassment that she caused herself. Brushing strands of fur from her clothing, she eyed the barrier. Looking for some escape as like as not.
Ayita felt the need for wings, for open sky. It was so very stressful right now. Better to be far away into the open air, into the wind and sky. Where you could collect the shiny objects that caught your fancy and dive with the flock on unsuspecting victims for your jests. Shaking off the wind and sky song. She glowered at Christopher. "I am hardly some mere beast and I do not have fleas." That was not so much a simple growl as a offended woman mixed with a growl. A very dangerous combination. Casting a lone dark eye at them she sighed. It was a defeated sound. "I hate humans. All the same." Ayita muttered softly as she felt the raven form take over. She didn't wish to talk. Gripping the bag, in sharp talons she hopped a few feet to jump onto a table with a flap. This form was much more comforting. Ayita preened her feathers into shape with a quick run of her beak. She was indeed a beautiful raven, or so she thought. Giving an annoyed squawk, she fixed the two with a much more lofty glare. Mostly for trapping her with barriers she didn't approve of.
@pyroman
Ayita felt the need for wings, for open sky. It was so very stressful right now. Better to be far away into the open air, into the wind and sky. Where you could collect the shiny objects that caught your fancy and dive with the flock on unsuspecting victims for your jests. Shaking off the wind and sky song. She glowered at Christopher. "I am hardly some mere beast and I do not have fleas." That was not so much a simple growl as a offended woman mixed with a growl. A very dangerous combination. Casting a lone dark eye at them she sighed. It was a defeated sound. "I hate humans. All the same." Ayita muttered softly as she felt the raven form take over. She didn't wish to talk. Gripping the bag, in sharp talons she hopped a few feet to jump onto a table with a flap. This form was much more comforting. Ayita preened her feathers into shape with a quick run of her beak. She was indeed a beautiful raven, or so she thought. Giving an annoyed squawk, she fixed the two with a much more lofty glare. Mostly for trapping her with barriers she didn't approve of.
@pyroman
@BlackPanther Falk's going to weave a wall about Fearos' shields, strengthing them and lessing Feoras's burden. It's going to be like a electrical shock in the hurt. But seem like he's been hit by a tidal wave.
The Fall Lord looked to the moonlight that spilled about his shoulders from the gap of leafy canopy about the edge of the great falls that stood behind him. Sentinels in their own right. Tapping his fingers together he regarded the youth who knelt before him, his eyes a deep and dangerous black. Void of the haughty green that so often seem to be the warning of a coming storm. Tegvan O'Aengas=Mor wondered and not for the first time, if the boy had any inkling of the power that lied within his veins. Royal houses ran in his blood and more than one would think. It was why he kept the pup so near, why he had nearly ordered him via his name to never set foot upon the field if things turned sour. Some would think him over protective, but rather, to Tegvan this was careful planning and accidental luck at it's finest. Just to tease the queen from her frozen heart, bid the two to marry. Sorin in his stead, a proxy husband. His eyes and ears, his hand in the Realm of Winter. The Queen could woe him or Fearos so long as Sorin held the Throne and Tegvan would tutor the boy in the way of Names. Then the grip would be secured on the Unseelie Fae.
But the attack had disrupted things. Sped them up, and he was not ready. Tegvan was no one to like being taken by surprise, so this was doubly unwelcome when Spring Fae dropped in his lap with a sapling of Yggdrasil's own branches. His head was cradled in one black gloved hand, as he stared moodily into the darkness. Then the Summer Lord came waltzing in. To be far the youngling was about ready to faint. Looking over the Summer Fae, he stood and swept down the steps, gripping the fellow Ruler's arm. "Share thy might with me, Ally. Accept mine shield." If the Season-born was to accept he would feel a darkness that had no light. A Unseelie Fae and yet more. Falk's eyes gleamed with power as he gathered himself to weave his spell. "Boy, fetch a chair for our guest and another for thyself." He bid Sorin, if the Summer Fae dared to look past the surface of his might his standing would be questionable. Falk was filled with the darkness and the horrid sport of the Unseelie.
"And if a man or woman shows up shouting flowering word- literally- with pretty speeches. Kill them. Immediately."
@BlackPanther @FallenTrinity
But the attack had disrupted things. Sped them up, and he was not ready. Tegvan was no one to like being taken by surprise, so this was doubly unwelcome when Spring Fae dropped in his lap with a sapling of Yggdrasil's own branches. His head was cradled in one black gloved hand, as he stared moodily into the darkness. Then the Summer Lord came waltzing in. To be far the youngling was about ready to faint. Looking over the Summer Fae, he stood and swept down the steps, gripping the fellow Ruler's arm. "Share thy might with me, Ally. Accept mine shield." If the Season-born was to accept he would feel a darkness that had no light. A Unseelie Fae and yet more. Falk's eyes gleamed with power as he gathered himself to weave his spell. "Boy, fetch a chair for our guest and another for thyself." He bid Sorin, if the Summer Fae dared to look past the surface of his might his standing would be questionable. Falk was filled with the darkness and the horrid sport of the Unseelie.
"And if a man or woman shows up shouting flowering word- literally- with pretty speeches. Kill them. Immediately."
@BlackPanther @FallenTrinity
@BlackPanther Falk means the sheilding. Though Feoras could interrupt that different.
@FallenTrinity Seraph's stuff still exists but it's more of a back character.
And yes. Still Falk's hall and Falk is alone in it save several messengers, but yes.
And yes. Still Falk's hall and Falk is alone in it save several messengers, but yes.
@FallenTrinity HM... Sure why not.
Also to note.... You know his treasures are below the hall guarded by spells. And his own chambers are behind the falls, guarded by the falls themselves. He's currently surrounded by books and maps. Books are about breaking spells, maps of Fae lands.
Also to note.... You know his treasures are below the hall guarded by spells. And his own chambers are behind the falls, guarded by the falls themselves. He's currently surrounded by books and maps. Books are about breaking spells, maps of Fae lands.
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