Lucius Cypher said
Hey Diamond, you're free to take a turn if you'd like.
Oh, no. I'm good. I'm trying to cut back on rape.
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Oh, no. I'm good. I'm trying to cut back on rape.
Freeshooter92 said
INDEEHD.
Are you sure you don't need any ointment? KY? Vaseline maybe? I've heard the GMs have been fucking you kinda hard, so feel free to ask for some.
Freeshooter92 said
FIAH AND DHETH WILL REHN FRUM DA SKIEHS! WE AR TEH SPESS MEHREENS! WE NO OUR DUTEH, AND WEH WEHL DO EET! WE AR TEH EMPRA'S FUREH!
Riighhhhht.
UserName: Toxic Diamond
Character name: Aruna Mortista, Lady Mortista
Age: 19
Mageblood type: Lues
Favoured Magic Class: Noxomancy
Previous Magic training: Only what she could learn on her own
Race: Esyire/Human
Appearance:
Tiny by esyire standards and average by human standards, Aruna stands at 5ft 4in and has short cropped raven black hair and green dragon eyes. She has black scales and skin across her body. Her scales are prominent most at her forearms, middle back, shoulders, and calves. She has dragon wings and a long slender tail that is surprisingly muscular. Her prefered choice of clothing is usually a long jacket, pants and a black, usually sleeveless shirt. (Black because it matches her scales and helps her hide in the dark.)
Short Bio: A cautious girl who has lived most of her life on the edges of the scorchlands, surviving by her self. Her father being an Esyire chieftain and her mother a low class noblewoman of a village that is not far from the outskirts of the scorch lands. She died giving birth to Aruna and her family blames the monstrosity that is Aruna for that fact. Her father did not want such a puny child. The nobles let Aruna stay until she was five, then left her to her own devices. When she returns, as she does from time to time for supplies and to warn of the dangers that may lurk beyond the village, the townsfolk and nobles mockingly call her Lady Mortista. She harbors a deep set paranoia molded from years of living alone and fending off attacks from beasts, Esyires and people. She is slow to trust, but won't be overly rude to those she doesn'ht know. She has few people she would refer to as friends, and even fewer of them she actually sees more than once every few years. She doesn't talk much, but can be an amazing listener. Though she acts all tough, deep inside she harbors a dream of being free from the life that holds her now. To have friends and those she calls family. (Though she doubts it will ever happen)
Good Attributes: Good at anything requiring survival techniques, independent, good at reading people's intentions, has mostly good intentions (though she has a hard time showing it) familiar with most weapons, can make almost anything into a weapon, and is an expert with the knife and her own custom made tail whip
Bad Attributes: Paranoid, slow to trust, doesn't often work well with others, though familiar with most weapons lack of any real training with most weapons leaves her at a disadvantage in a fight with anyone who has any training. She has no magic whatsoever. She has a fear of large bodies of water.
Secret Word: Rebirth
Character name: Aruna Mortista, Lady Mortista
Age: 19
Mageblood type: Lues
Favoured Magic Class: Noxomancy
Previous Magic training: Only what she could learn on her own
Race: Esyire/Human
Appearance:
Tiny by esyire standards and average by human standards, Aruna stands at 5ft 4in and has short cropped raven black hair and green dragon eyes. She has black scales and skin across her body. Her scales are prominent most at her forearms, middle back, shoulders, and calves. She has dragon wings and a long slender tail that is surprisingly muscular. Her prefered choice of clothing is usually a long jacket, pants and a black, usually sleeveless shirt. (Black because it matches her scales and helps her hide in the dark.)
Short Bio: A cautious girl who has lived most of her life on the edges of the scorchlands, surviving by her self. Her father being an Esyire chieftain and her mother a low class noblewoman of a village that is not far from the outskirts of the scorch lands. She died giving birth to Aruna and her family blames the monstrosity that is Aruna for that fact. Her father did not want such a puny child. The nobles let Aruna stay until she was five, then left her to her own devices. When she returns, as she does from time to time for supplies and to warn of the dangers that may lurk beyond the village, the townsfolk and nobles mockingly call her Lady Mortista. She harbors a deep set paranoia molded from years of living alone and fending off attacks from beasts, Esyires and people. She is slow to trust, but won't be overly rude to those she doesn'ht know. She has few people she would refer to as friends, and even fewer of them she actually sees more than once every few years. She doesn't talk much, but can be an amazing listener. Though she acts all tough, deep inside she harbors a dream of being free from the life that holds her now. To have friends and those she calls family. (Though she doubts it will ever happen)
Good Attributes: Good at anything requiring survival techniques, independent, good at reading people's intentions, has mostly good intentions (though she has a hard time showing it) familiar with most weapons, can make almost anything into a weapon, and is an expert with the knife and her own custom made tail whip
Bad Attributes: Paranoid, slow to trust, doesn't often work well with others, though familiar with most weapons lack of any real training with most weapons leaves her at a disadvantage in a fight with anyone who has any training. She has no magic whatsoever. She has a fear of large bodies of water.
Secret Word: Rebirth
The gray, flat landscape stretched out before her for miles. The vast gray area began to blur and meld together the longer she flew over it. Aruna adjusted her lengthy tail by letting it drift to the right. She adjusted her center of gravity by tilting to the left. She dropped her altitude by brining her wings in close to her body. She angled herself in a downward spiral with It's center being the only smear of color on the otherwise gray landscape. It's light seemed to illuminate the surrounding area, giving It's light to all near by. Twilight College.
My only chance at freedom
Aruna shook off the thought and continued her decent. She had travelled for many miles by air and her mind and body both were very tired. Her wings were wobbly and she was almost asleep midair. For the last few yards she simply just dropped. When she hit the ground she fell to one knee. Her black leather overcoat flapped shut around her, concealing her body. She was lucky the hood had not come off, so her face was concealed as well. Her wings snapped shut against her back. Though she was tired her mind had been hard wired to always be ready, so when her wings snapped shut her Hand automatically went to her small defensive knife under her armpit.
She wearily looked up and realized that everyone around her was staring. She said in a tired voice.
"Sorry."
She stood and released her knife. She followed the crowd in when the doors opened and tiredly took in her surroundings. But her entire body shifted into overdrive when she saw the large red Esyire. Adrenaline pumped through her body and her thoughts suddenly became razor sharp. When he started to speak in an amplified voice and it became apparent that he was running things here, she began to rethink her entire decision to come to the college. He asked for questions, but At that moment an elf ran right into the large red Esyire. While Aruna felt pity for the girl, it provided a small amount of time to make a plan. It came to her just as the elf scuttled away, her face a strange mix of red and blue. She threw back the hood of her lengthy jacket revealing a half Esyire, half human face.
"Can you guarantee you students safety from any dangers, outside... Or inside the College"
She drilled her green eyes into the red esyire, making sure he saw the slitted pupils of her green eyes, and the patches of scales that framed her head and shoulders. If he meant her any harm, she would see it when he saw her. She realized she had probably cut off another students question, she didn't mean to be rude, but the matter of if this place could be trusted came as priority in her mind.
Hopefully it doesn't make me to many enemies on my first day.... That is if I stay.
My only chance at freedom
Aruna shook off the thought and continued her decent. She had travelled for many miles by air and her mind and body both were very tired. Her wings were wobbly and she was almost asleep midair. For the last few yards she simply just dropped. When she hit the ground she fell to one knee. Her black leather overcoat flapped shut around her, concealing her body. She was lucky the hood had not come off, so her face was concealed as well. Her wings snapped shut against her back. Though she was tired her mind had been hard wired to always be ready, so when her wings snapped shut her Hand automatically went to her small defensive knife under her armpit.
She wearily looked up and realized that everyone around her was staring. She said in a tired voice.
"Sorry."
She stood and released her knife. She followed the crowd in when the doors opened and tiredly took in her surroundings. But her entire body shifted into overdrive when she saw the large red Esyire. Adrenaline pumped through her body and her thoughts suddenly became razor sharp. When he started to speak in an amplified voice and it became apparent that he was running things here, she began to rethink her entire decision to come to the college. He asked for questions, but At that moment an elf ran right into the large red Esyire. While Aruna felt pity for the girl, it provided a small amount of time to make a plan. It came to her just as the elf scuttled away, her face a strange mix of red and blue. She threw back the hood of her lengthy jacket revealing a half Esyire, half human face.
"Can you guarantee you students safety from any dangers, outside... Or inside the College"
She drilled her green eyes into the red esyire, making sure he saw the slitted pupils of her green eyes, and the patches of scales that framed her head and shoulders. If he meant her any harm, she would see it when he saw her. She realized she had probably cut off another students question, she didn't mean to be rude, but the matter of if this place could be trusted came as priority in her mind.
Hopefully it doesn't make me to many enemies on my first day.... That is if I stay.
Fallenreaper said
Replied and well get to it in morning.Off to bed in a short.
Night
I responded
Fallenreaper said
I sent you a pm about it. :p
Oh.... Oops. Sorry bout that. Usually it e-mails me.
Freeshooter92 said
CODEX ASTARTES NAMES THIS MANOUVRE STEEHL REHN.
Um... My apologies, but what is STEEHL REHN?
Just making sure, my CS was accepted correct? I don't want to mess anything up.
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