ScarlettWaters16

Thieves Guild

Evaglina sees the signal and grins, running over to the fireworks near the center of the alleyway. She strikes her sharpening stone once more against her katanas, creating a spark. The sparks hit the fuses of the fireworks and she runs back, watching them go up into the night. The fireworks explode with green and pink sparks, and she looks to the carriage. She sees the horses beginning to freak out and the guards trying to calm them. She smiles again and lights off another batch. She would have to keep this up until the job is done.

Alma Terra Heroes

"All hero objects can recognize each other. As soon as you see a hero your own object will share with you the object that hero possesses. Safe to say that if you are at the party your Hero Object is now known." @ScarlettWaters16, just thought you might have forgot or missed it.

@Guilty Spark

I saw it. That's why I have the familiarity thing going on.

Alma Terra Heroes

Robyn stays toward the back of the banquet, leaning up against the wall. Dressed in her dark clothing, she had hoped that no one would notice her, but she has already had multiple walk up to her and congratulate her. As they come and go, the swords whisper to her and she cringes, not wanting to give into their blood lust. She does not understand why they call them Heroic Objects, when these swords at anything but. She stares at her boots when suddenly there's a commotion across the hall. Her head flies up and she sees a young man being dragged by guards into the banquet. They throw him at the feet of the king and she lurches of the wall, looking toward them. The man looks faintly familiar, but she does not know where from. The man makes the comment and Robyn bristles angrily. She stalks over to them. "You may want to show a little more respect, sir," she says angrily. "This man could end your life and I can already see in your eyes that you do not want to die." Her fingers itch to go to her swords, but she steadies herself. She then realizes what she has done and turns to the king, bowing before him. She kneels to one knee, placing her fist on the floor. "I am sorry, Lord King. I must have lost my head." You cannot lose your head, for I am always in it. Yūkan'na, her katanas, whisper to her. She swallows hard and ignores them.

Thieves Guild

Evanglina leans up against an alleyway near the square. She looks across the way and sees Hotarubi standing there quietly. Evanglina smiles, running her sharpening stone against one of her katanas. Her black wig hair fell in front of her face and she brushes it out of the way furiously. She hates the wig, but she has to keep it on in order to keep her secret. She looks at Hotarubi, waiting for her signal to go whenever she does. Hotarubi is still in her civilian clothing and Evanglina rolls her eyes. She wouldn't stay in her civilian clothing. Not this night at least.

Alma Terra Heroes

I really just want to start rapid posting... I feel like that would be more fun... But I know we can't.

Thieves Guild

Appearence Name: Evanglina Corter Age: 19 Civil clothes: She's wearing them in picture, but the white shirt is more of a dress than a shirt. Thief clothes: Except without the really high collar and has a hood Weapon: Katanas, samurai blades Tools: Lockpick, rope, and a small little pully string bag. Bio: Evanglina: I'm gonna save you the sob story of growing up an orphan. If I hadn't been put in that orphanage, I wouldn't be where I am today. Not important info: Very acrobatic and tends to stand out in a crowd sometimes.

Mages of Atmara

Added a mentor to my CS

Mages of Atmara

Do we need to make a mentor for us to become inducted into the mages?

Alma Terra Heroes

I just did a really quick time leap through my post. --Edit-- Oh yeah, and Robyn has yet to actually talk out loud.

Alma Terra Heroes

((Sorry, quick time leap in here)) Robyn noticed a guard escort ahead of her and she quietly snuck up behind it. She proceeded to follow the escort to the castle, where she is halted by more guards. "No one enters but heroes and royalty" the guard claimed and Robyn looked up at him. Quickly, she drew her two swords from behind her back, gripping the hilts together. She showed them to the guard and the swords murmured to her. She cringed slightly, ignoring the voices as much as she can, for they spoke to her of murder. The guard's eyes got wide and he called an escort for her. She smiles and tucks the swords back into her sheaths. The escorts lead her into the castle, leading her straight to her bedroom. Once the guard escort leaves, the maids in the rooms undressed her and took her to the bath. She is washed and scrubbed furiously, getting rid of every evidence of being in the forest. She hated most of it but once she got out, she noticed a big difference in her appearance. She stared in the mirror as her red locks flowed midway down her back. She twisted and the light from the windows reflected off her hair, making it look like fire. The maids did not speak to her at all. Merely, they sat her down in front of a mirror and began yanking at her hair with brushes. One maid worked on her face and the other braided her hair in a fishtail style, going over her shoulder and reaching down to just above her rib cage. Once they were done prepping her, they took her to the closet and showed her the styles of wardrobe she had. She noticed the silks and soft dresses and she rolled her eyes. She walked over to it and pushed back the dresses, reaching for a black combat suit that looked very interesting to her. The maids exchanged looks but neither of them argued with her choice. She then kicked them out of her room and proceeded to dress herself, pulling on the tight black pants and the tight black vest with a low V neck. She pulled on some hunting boots she found in the very back of the wardrobe and pulled her sheaths onto her back. Her flaming red hair stands on on her collar bone and the guards then call for her. She looked at them and they explain that it is time for the banquet. She took a deep breath. Be brave, my hero, that katanas whispered to her. For that is what you are. Brave She was guided to a door at the end of the hallway and she noticed a few others standing there. A man on the inside with a loud voice spoke extravagantly and suddenly, the door in front of her swung open. She took another deep breath and thought Show time. before she stepped through the door and into the party.