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Current Sail on a sweet silver mist

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Player; DK
Age; 23
Sex; Male
Occupation; Air Force
Location; Alnilam
Race; Rakshasa

Dead men tell no tales
So listen to this story from a whale
She sailed the silver river
But only found a purple butler
There was a grey parrot, and the crane both agree
That the turtle should search for the one manatee
Now you see your monster
Or maybe your insanity
The pirate needs more ales

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In Moonfiend 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Mokley That is actually a good idea. I wasn't quite sure how sigils worked since they could be memorized, but I'll be changing it to he got it tattooed as well. That's a very useful sigil to him. =))

Edit; If the sigil is tattoed to him would he need to tough with his hand or anything to activate it? Or would he just have to think of his dream and it would activate?
After the incident at the hospital Landon followed the voice into the dark. He searched for the voice for a month to no avail. The search wasn't a total loss though. Landon learned a lot about the dark realms and their capabilities. Landon suspected that the dark was significantly stronger than the power over winter, but now he realized just how connected they were. The cold was very important to controlling different aspects of dark and vice versa. His search was oddly interrupted by a squirrel. After having seen no one for a month this was the last thing he expected to see. Ratatoskr gave him the message and he quickly realized why a squirrel might be in a dark realm. He read the message and decided to take a break from his search and studies. As he finished reading the portal opened. "Thanks Rata. Your tracking is really amazing." With that he left the sqirrel and stepped through the portal.

Landon immediately recognized the familiar faces. "Well hello again. Didn't think I'd be seeing you all so soon again. How has everyone been?" He walked over to the others and joined them underneath of the tree. So this is Asgard. It really is beautiful. He thought to himself.

@Cuccoruler@Ace of flames01@BlackPanther
In Moonfiend 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I think I expressed interest in the check, but here is my character.

NAME: Florence Groban

ABSTRACT: Extreme Thrill Seeker.

DETAIL: Florence is an extreme thrill seeker. He works on the wall to help pay for his lifestyle choice and he loves looking out over the height of the grand towering wall. Soon the thrills that normal technology and sigils could bring him were getting boring. He was lucky enough to stumble upon a sigil of protection. Fortunately he had the money and bought it immediately. Most would use it times of being threatened, but Flor used it quite often after putting himself in danger. He tested it repeatedly and found that it could protect him from any danger, but only for a moment. He soon found that he could jump from any height and land without harm. On top of getting it tattoed on the right side of his chest, he memorized the sigil as well. This combined with his jump shoes and sticky fingers made Flor pretty unstoppable. He could run the city and go anywhere he wanted at any time. He woud regularly end his shift by jumping off of the wall and dashing through the city. Flor is a pretty selfless guy and enjoys the company of others. Due to his invincible ego, he is very quick to jump into danger to protect others.

MAGICAL INVENTORY: Flor only has two sigils, including the one he's memorized. He puts more of his trust into technology. Finding him without his jump shoes, sticky fingers and breath cycle was a very rare thing.
Waleskevon

Location; Actium


Wal set off from the monk sanctuary with little to aid him. The monks had decent amount of money stored up from dealings with people. Most was from donations made after the monks helped people. Wal took a small amount of it to help on his journey, but he wouldn't bring himself to take anymore. Wal knew he was going to need help. Information was the first thing he would search for though. Actium was two days ride by horse from the sanctuary. Wal would be fine making the trek in the same time by foot. The first night outdoors was rainy. He spent the night resting under a tree. His sleep was still comfortable as he had trained himself to endure the elements, and he enjoyed the feel and smell that rain brought about. He ate random foliage and fruit he found along the way to sustain himself.

He arrived late the second day and chose to sleep outside the outskirts of the city. That night was quiet and rather foggy. The eerie night kept the sentries on higher alert. Wal felt the night was out of order as well, and he was right. Several undead had managed to wander out of the forest and made their way through the fog. Wal spotted them shortly before a sentry raised the alarm of intruders. A few militia collected in front of the gate, prepared to stop the undead from entering, but waiting for more reinforcements before going out to meet them. Wal had nothing to wait for and began for the undead. He could sense most were rather weak, but one had a more powerful negative presence about it. He met the undead shortly before the militia had arrived to help. He had already disarmed a spear from one of the undead and effectively dis-armed it as well. The militia were slighly confused at first, but quickly engaged the rest of the undead with Wal. Two of the soldiers were cut down by the ax of a mighty undead orc with an oozing black aura. Wal quickly confronted the orc monstrosity with his spear. Wal made no initial attacks, as he drew the attention of the angry beast. It made several wild swings until finally made the move Wal was waiting for. The orc swung the ax down and planted it firmly into the ground. For the moment it stuck in the ground, Wal pierced the orcs hands just above the ax's shaft and lept on top of the shaft forcing it out of the beasts hands. He spun his spear and used the blunt end to knock the orc back a few steps. He then quickly picked up the heavy spear and laboriously swung it at the now charging orc. He cleanly struck the orc's neck and severed it's head. Following the weight of the swing of the ax he avoided being plowed by the momentum of the lifeless body. The militia were finishing the rest of undead and a few watched in amazement as Wal finished the incredible being. A captain of the men confronted Wal.

"Well thank you for the help. I'm not sure what we would have done against that monster. You seem to be on our side, but who are you and where did you learn to do that." Wal tilted his rice hat back to reveal his features. "My name is Waleskervon. Most refer to me as Wal. I am a monk from the sanctuary that is South East of here. I have come to destroy the source of these creatures. I don't have much to offer, but any information you could provide would be much appreciated." The captain had heard of the monks, but never knew this was the extent of their power. He didn't think they would ever be offensive either, but the world needed all the help it could get now to fight the new threat. "You can keep your money. Anyone fighting those things is welcome. Unfortunately I don't know much. I do know that the undead power has been growing recently. I've never been to the tower either. You would have to talk to the scouts for that. Crazy bunch those ones, going out there all the time. I don't have that sort of courage. Even though they're a part of the militia they stay pretty private. The best guess I can give in finding them is getting lucky and running into them at a pub. Are you planning on keeping that ax as well. It doesn't seem to suit you?" The massive ax was very out of place being wielded by the thin elf. Thank you for your help, and yes I will keep it. There's something off about this ax. It holds a negative aura all it's own. I want to find someone who can analyze it. Thank you for your service. I'll be off now."

On that note Wal dissapeared into the city. He wandered the city, occasionally stopping in pubs to see if he could pick up on any interesting conversations. He wandered until morning with no avail and continued deeper into the city throughout the day. The locals gave him a wide birth unsure of his intentions, walking around with a giant negative ax and all. This made his search even more difficult, but around mid afternoon something rather interesting caught his eye. As he was passing by he felt a very strong source of positive energy. He turned to see a man with a horse helping a little girl, whom Wal could have sworn was hurt a moment ago, but was now fine. Wal was unsure whether or not to bother the man, but he was on a mission and he was getting tired of finding no help. He walked up to the man and got his attention. "Excuse me sir I couldn't help but notice you helping that girl and I was wondering if you could help me as well. I'm looking to destroy this undead curse and I was wondering if you had any information that could help me?"
You know what we need? some aztec, mayan, or polynesian gods. Or even some Native American spirits! to add into the mix


Landon is the son of a native American god and a polynesian god
@KahleenCuthald
Chuckling at Naveah's threats and sarcastic titles, Grey backed off and sat in a nearby chair. "No, I don't need anything. I just need you to not murder me. I'm sure that's hard at times. I really just came to see how you are doing. You don't seem to be taking the curse as hard as others, but appearances can be decieving. So how are you really doing?" As Grey finished his question, faint knocks could be heard that were echoing through the castle. "Company? We have company? We never have company." He jumped out of the seat and began to race through the castle to the main entrance. He slowed down and stopped at the staircase to see who would be coming into the grand lobby.
So quick question, where are the dwarven mountains located? or are they their own nation? I'm just trying to figure out where my dwarf comes from.
Grey was enjoying himself by playing pranks on everyone in the house. He often enjoyed his new found powers which did tend to annoy his other brothers. Most of which thought Grey would remain in his form if to keep them. They would be wrong though. Grey did desire a womans love and saw that as amusing as this form was, being human again would make achieving that much easier. He also desired the entertainment of normal people in the city. He wasn't the most well received, but he did have his friends and he began to miss them as well. He did hide it well, but he also felt for the mansion as well. He saw how his brothers and the servants dreaded their forms and would do what he could to help reverse the curse.

Although in the mean time he would do his best to forget the dreads of the curse and find a way to enjoy it. He thought distracting others would be good for them as well. So today's folly consisted of sneaking around the ceiling and then dropping down above the unsuspecting victim. He only did it to frighten them and wouldn't ever do harm. He had already done this to Hachi and Maisie. The first gave very little reaction and merely questioned his stupid brother's actions. Hachi was a difficult case to pull out of his slump. Hachi's negative reaction didn't discourage Grey from continuing though. His next target Maisie gave a delightful reaction. As he dropped behind the little fox she turned around and gave a shriek dropping her duster from her mouth. Her heart racing and annoyed she told Grey off.

@KahleenCuthald
His newest target was Naveah. The Red Panda was off in who knows what world her book had taken her. She was thoroughly engrossed with it, but Grey still chose to use his abilities to sneak up on her. He found a spot on the ceiling above her and teleported there. Preparing himself he then dropped down right in front of her and continued to sink until he had placed his head right in her book. As his head landed he also innocently added, "Hello Naveah. How are you today?"
Sweet now we can get started.
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