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Current I need an AI generated RP partner.
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"Oh! Ofcourse!" Famous last words.
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Pixar films can change your life.
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Only a rp can turn 4 days into 4 years
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A little about myself and why Im here. Im an adult mid twenties with a serious addiction to fantasy stories and art, metaphysics and dimensions. Plus history and politics. My stories rarely involve fairy dust and rainbows. I aim to reflect the deepest and rawest parts of humanity into my work. Then have it reflect back to others.

Check out my album on here with my sketches.

I have a roleplay called Ascension.
A tale of 7 bloodlines. 5 elements combine with Dragons & Seraphim. Mix them as you will. Then explore and create in a changing world. I've out years of thought into this roleplay. If you're looking for a high fantasy with a active GM. If you love long term roleplays, ones where characters grow old and die. Here you go. roleplayerguild.com/topics/171791-asc…

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@WingsOfBronze

"Ooh.."
She said with surprise in her tone. She could be felt blinking at the seraphim despite her face being covered. However from below one could see her small lips and acute jawline. "Perhaps you were right to sneak here.. There are not many that come up here beyond prayer." She lifted her clasped hands to her chest as she spoke the words. Prayer.. She thought.

"Little seraphim.." A small pause as the wind passed with a whistle. "You have a strange way of speaking. Though I do find it quite enjoyable... My name is Luna. I tend to the fires.. and other aesthetics of this place." She looked to the statue of Vrondi again, looking into his face and empty stone eyes. "Do you know the way of prayer?" She spoke without turning her head. This one seems quite young... She thought.

"The way we pray to the lord of light, as commanded by his very own mouth. Whatever feeling light gives you must be harnessed and meditated on. Whether joy, clarity, or fear.. whichever way you embrace the light there is no wrong way." Her hands began to glow softly as she held them to her chest. Soon the light escaped from her hands as small particles that lifted like dust into the air.

"Then ones soul will shine with its own pure light... That is all he asks is for us to find our own light... Do you wish to learn?" As she said this her head turn to look down on her visitor. Her crimson right eye becoming visible beneath the shade of her hood.

@Eisenhorn

Glad he enjoyed the drink the young seraphim woman smiled with satisfaction. Perhaps the sobbing of the drunken soldier went on too long for her and she needed to please a customer or two. She began cleaning some of the cups off as she noticed the dragonkin begin to speak to the man. In a tone that was reconciling and apathetic. Calling her attention to make a few drinks for her coworkers who were serving the other customers around the bar floor.

"It's not a fucking uptick..." He spoke from emotion. Barely glancing at or registering Ansgar's appearance. "I've never seen so much death.. All of my companions are dead, terribly cursed, or injured beyond repair... Soon I will be too.." He took his last gulp and slammed the glass cup on the table. Cracking the cup between his armored fingers as he did so. This loud snap whirled the bartender around. "Take it from my tab.. I'll be dead by tomorrow.." He dropped a sack of gold and silver coins on the table before the bartender could protest. The amount brightening up her face as she swept it away and placed it on her thin rope belt around her slender waist. "Thaaank you sir!" Either the money or the loud patrons defeaning her sense of apathy.

"We expect another attack tonight.. another fucking slaughter no doubt.." He finally took the moment to look at the one he spoke to. This time more directly. His lack of a full drink in hand gave him a moment to speak without too much distraction. "Then there was the one we saw..." He spoke ominously now. Slower and with a gentle and calm expression taking over his face rather than a beaten and scared one. Perhaps he resigned to.. "Death.. Their proclaimed god who stood above them all. Merely watching us defend ourselves from his fanatic followers.." He shifted in his seat as if he sat there too long.

"I know necromancers.. I know those who play with death like gods. But this one.. He seemed to be the source of it all.. I don't know what it was. But he seemed beyond any of that.." He almost smiled now. His teary eyes dried as he was able to speak with someone with clarity. "My name is Gaien (Guy-en)... I apologize for my ramblings.." He lifted two fingers to rub his weary eyes. Seeming to recover slowly from his haze of drunken depression to being simply drunk.
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@Eisenhorn

Thanks. I've been drawing since I was 5 so yeah. lol
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@WingsOfBronze
The breeze from the outside air was stifled within the leaves that surrounded the open area. At least 25 meters across, well lit with beams of sunlight that shined through the vegetation, and empty. The roof of the building was surprisingly spacious yet empty given its size. Save for the small seraphim observing the calm face of the king of this land.. And a cloaked figure, unmoving as it knelt to a statue. This figure was thin underneath the clean cloak. Its wrists and hands were visible as they were raised to the flame of a statue.

The fire began to grow brighter as the praying hands of the person edged closer. "May the light guide our path.." The hood was not able to hide the gentle feminine voice of the woman. Her fair pale skin almost glowed when the sun hit it. She turned to the light to make her way toward the next statue. This one was next to Vrondi's and in front of the Seraphim.

She walked with a calm almost ghostly grace. With her hands gently clasped together she bowed when coming before the little angel. She looked up at the statue, a few strands of her long white hairs falling out of the hood and flowing in the breeze as she did so."He is truly a sight.. Even in stone his presence is felt by all who know his light..." She turned her head to the angelic statue next to king Vrondi's and clasped her hands together. The fire soon began to grow within the angels hands, which it held in both palms facing upward like a juggling act. After doing this she clasped her hands together and turned her head slightly toward the Seraphim. "Are you here to pray to the lord of light in this world?"

@Eisenhorn
"Here you go!"
A elegant and fair seraphim woman slid a brew across the table a foot across to dragonkin. His presence being one of the more rugged and intimidating of the three who sat at the bar. One was a simple Sol man, what appeared to be a trader with his fine clothes and gentle hands. The other was a simple drunk. His hair was a mess and his sad green eyes looked into the puddle of melted ice on the bar table. He seemed like a Sol as well, however with brown hair he seemed diluted.

The bar tender was a fair seraphim woman though, with long hair like fire and golden eyes. Her clothes were a white tunic which didn't cover herself from her lack of undergarments by a whole lot. The drink that rocked itself back and forth when arriving to Ansgar grew small suds on the top of it. With no ice and a orange hue at the bottom and red at the top. "Hope you like it! It's called Dragon's blood!" She exclaimed with a engaged stare and smile. Whether she found his appearance interesting or awaited a reaction to the mix was up to ponder. As the mixture was a strong mix of dark liquor and wine. Also a single drop of dragon blood.

"It's coming.. It's coming for us all but nobody knows it yet.." Muttered the drunkard. His slurred words growing more clear with each utterance. "I've seen it... Oh heavens I've seen the damn...!" He choked and forced down a drink in the process. A tear streaming down his cheek. It was apparent now this rambling drunk who reeked of booze was a soldier. His gauntlets and boots, branded with the seal of Vrondi, was proof of this. He let out a deep beaten sigh as the drink went down. "A darkness is coming..." He spoke looking into his drink. The trader scoffed, finished his drink and went for the door. The rest of the patrons did not over hear the strange words over their own merry times. The seraphim bartender only looked worried.

"I think you've had enough sir.."
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Continued work on that picture i posted. I think Ill post in a few hours when im off work.
@Eisenhorn Rest my pretty.
Based on the roleplay in my signature. I wanted to do a 1 x 1. We will play as royalty of a kingdom. Either as the Kings & or Queens or as a new royal character. I seek primarily females interested in playing as one of two of these characters. Changes can be made ro their personality based on your preferences. But the core of who they are must remain. Or you can make a new character its all the same. You may choose any kingdom to be royality in.





The setting.





The plot can be fluid and we can decide on different things. Primarily interactions between different philosophies of lords will be the main focus.
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