Name: Bryxx Vhallon
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2
Weight:175
Appearance: A well built man wearing padded white clothing, which includes a big enough hood to shield his face. His hair is normal blond, long enough to touch his shoulders. He carries an iron branded dagger, which he uses when all else fails. On his right shoulder area he has a tattoo of a griffin in a yellow sun.
As Bryxx walks closer and closer to the city he notices a gate area and stops there to hand over his papers. He then thinks what a nice place to be at.
A slight breeze flows in as Zurien-Del walks to the gate, the faint hint of decay and freshly turned soil clinging to the guards nostrils as He hands his papers over.
"I believe these are in order."
Name: Zurien-Del
race: Dark Elf
Age: 130
Gender: Male
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 200lbs.
Appearance: The tall thin figure before you is wrapped in a black travel cloak, hood pulled down, the clothing ancient by human standards is clearly showing its age, while not tattered and usless, they are slightly torn, patched, and soiled. His dark skin is weathered and scarred, Zurien-del's hair is braided and pulled back out of the way also of a midnight black color. What can be seen of his skin on his hands and face appears to have been rune scarred. His pale eyes seem cold and calculating.
Name: Flame-Tongue, Wind Rider of Jamuraa
Race: Viashino
Sex: Male
Age: 24
Height: 143cm
Weight: 66kg
Appearance: Posessed of a lithe build, this viashino's wirey muscles can be seen to ripple beneath his hide of fine scales ranging from sandy beige to mossy brown as he moves. His eyes are hidden beneath ruddy-lensed goggles strapped tightly to his reptilian head by two bands of worn, coarse leather. His attire is minimal, more a utilitarian system of straps and belts holding his possessions than clothing.
Ennu walks with a spark of hope in his eyes "maybe this is is the place where I can start again"
When he gets to the door takes his papers and, without say a word, show them to the guard
Name: Ennu Dhrumcire
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Height: 6', 4"
Weight: 220 lbs
Appearance: Ennu is a tall, light brown, green eyes and curly black hair and generally has a pleasing and somewhat attractive, has a personality somewhat aloof, but once he feels confident is playful and uninhibited
The guard on the left looks Ennu up and down. "Hmph. I dunno if we should let you in-" He's interrupted by the elbow of the second guard hitting him in the ribs. The second guard looks at the first with a scowl, and says to him "Shut it and be polite."
The second guard takes Ennu's papers, looks them over for a moment, then nods. "You're cleared. Enjoy your stay in Estark." He and the first guard step aside to allow Ennu into the city.
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Everything scares me... kitties scare me... squirrels scare me... corpses....corpses bring forth a pletora of confusing feeling which i prefer not to dwell on...:p
The guard takes his sweet time as he flips through Flame-Tongue's papers. "Fine. Go ahead," the guard mumbles, handing the papers back to him. "You're clear."
There is a beat before he continues, "Welcome to Estark."
The wind rider barely acknowledges the guard's obvious disdain as he enters the city, his attention already occupied by the strange collection of mages congregating at some fresh ruins...
A young elven girl approaches and hands the gatekeeper her documents.
Name: Qayta (kay-tuh) Age: 15 Gender: Female Race: Elf Height: 6'7" Weight: 180 Appearance: Qayta has many distinguishable characteristics. She is extremely-tall and slender, allowing her to be quick on her feet. She has smooth off-white skin and long jet black hair to contrast. Her eyes lack pupils but seem to stare at you from every angle. She wears a short, sleeveless, dark-green shirt that shows off her stomach and long black pants. Her arms are covered in black Elven tattoos and on each of her palms she has a dark-green tattoo of a flower. Weapon: She wields a small dagger which she keeps concealed and strapped to her ankle.
A strange looking human approaches the gatekeeper. He carries a crooked staff with his boots hanging from it.
Name: William Edward
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Height: 6’2”
Weight: 203
Appearance: Wears a burn spotted leather coat, pants that have been patched to the point of the patches almost matching the quantity of original material. He has a pair of worn leather boots, but only wears them when required.
Race: Human
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Cautuon: my confusion is contaigous
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Because the multiverse loves to kill goblins. Only on Mercadia are they safe.
As a cart passes by the gates to Estark, a young man makes a quick leap from the back, having gotten a ride to his destination, unbeknownst to the driver. He straightens his clothes as he approaches the guards at the gate. He digs through his multitude of pockets before finding and handing the guards his papers. "This is the City of Estark right?" he asks to make sure.
Name: Fait Reshah
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Height: 5’11”
Weight: 155 lbs.
Race: Human
Appearance: Fait is a pale man who seems rather thin for his size. He wears a long sleeved black shirt, with the ends tucked into a pair of black leather gloves. His heavy brown travelling pants, with multiple pockets sewn onto them, are also tucked into his worn boots. His hair is black and falls past his shoulders, making it so that normally, the only visible skin is his face. Fait’s hazel eyes seem to pierce into a person’s soul, and make it sometimes hard to look Fait dead in the eyes. He carries a katara in a sheath on his right side for ease of access.
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Why don't you join me at the Table? I'm always up for a game.
I approach the gatekeeper with a wistful gaze, my mind wandering into the depths of my magicka, trying to recall a voice that seems so distant.
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Had semenulative upkeep before it was fashionable. Look what you forced me to do, Wizards! IT DIDN'T HAVE TO GO DOWN LIKE THIS!
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Like I said, I can only go by my own experience, which is now 18 years. Kind of disheartening when you think you know something and you find out that you're a notch below a low grade moron.
A man shrouded in cloth approaches the checkpoint. He waits until the guard asks him for his papers, and in a sweeping gesture, they slide out of his robed sleeve into his gloved hand, presented in orderly fashion to the guard.
Name: Olid Turgun
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 11.5"
Weight: 140 lbs
Appearance: Shrouded. Wears a black robe, over a dark gray robe, and if you are really luck and the wind blows his robes just right, you can see his dark navy breaches and tunic. Straps of cloth run from the corners of his hoods across his face, covering his nose, shadowing his eyes, and keeping the hoods in place at all times. A short, but thick curly black beard, and a similar mustache, obscure his lower face. His hands are covered with loose black gloves secured with cloth straps, making it look like his fingers are broken and dangling at the ends. The gloves extend all the way up his arms. He has large black boots made more to obscure his feet and legs than to walk around all day.
His body is slight, and tall, but not thin. He would look agile, except those robes look like they restrict his movement something awful. His face, when visible, is gaunt and sunken, but not in a hunger-sort-of-fashion. His breath smells like a school of fish beached themselves and rotted on the shore for weeks. His eyes, when you get to look at them, are bloodshot, with pure black pupils.
OOC: He is not human, flavor wise, but his true race is known only to him and the necrom -- Wait, you don't need to know that. Anyways, that's just flavor, not at all gonna have a game effect. His name is not his given name - but an adopted name, due to -- ah, ah, ah, you thought I was going to give away his race that easily?
Olid accepts his papers back, nodding at the guard with an invisible smile and a muttered "Thank you". He then shuffles into the city, making a mental note of where the guard spent extra time going over his identification.
A small goblin walks up to the outpost, straining on his tip-toes to get his papers to a comfortable height for the guard to examine. "Here are the papers," he states matter-of-factly, clearly trying to hide an accent.
Name: Kubsh
Age: 26
Race: Goblin
Gender: M
Height: 3' 3"
Weight: 50 lbs.
Appearance: A moderately sized goblin for his tribe, Kubsh's green skin is contrasted by sparse, gray mottled sections: scarring from fire. His light red eyes reflect his inner mood, sometimes shining bright like rubies, and other times displaying a more muted, subdued crimson. Wearing little more than rags and hide sandals, Kubsh's lanky frame tells of long journeys behind, and more to come.
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A towering figure wrapped in a green cloak walks up toward the guarded gates. Pulling back his hood with grey furred arm and clawed hand, he asks, "Is this where I need to hand over my papers?" as he reveals a wolf's face. Quickly he reaches within his cloak and produces his documents.
Description: Tall even among his brethren, Hróðvitnir isn't hard to notice from afar. Under his hand made green cloth cloak, the same emerald shade of his eyes, he sports a long coat of charcoal fur except for two rune shaped silver spots on his chest and back that cover matching brands. Now far from his home, Hróðvitnir plans to find something, he is here for ...
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Age: 20
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2
Weight:175
Appearance: A well built man wearing padded white clothing, which includes a big enough hood to shield his face. His hair is normal blond, long enough to touch his shoulders. He carries an iron branded dagger, which he uses when all else fails. On his right shoulder area he has a tattoo of a griffin in a yellow sun.
Gold:50
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The guard takes the papers and looks over them. He pauses to frown at one particular spot in them.
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The guard moves on from that spot, checking through the rest of them. Satisfied, he stamps them and hands them back to Bryxx.
"Welcome to Estark."
He then proceeds to enter
"I believe these are in order."
Name: Zurien-Del
race: Dark Elf
Age: 130
Gender: Male
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 200lbs.
Appearance: The tall thin figure before you is wrapped in a black travel cloak, hood pulled down, the clothing ancient by human standards is clearly showing its age, while not tattered and usless, they are slightly torn, patched, and soiled. His dark skin is weathered and scarred, Zurien-del's hair is braided and pulled back out of the way also of a midnight black color. What can be seen of his skin on his hands and face appears to have been rune scarred. His pale eyes seem cold and calculating.
Race: Viashino
Sex: Male
Age: 24
Height: 143cm
Weight: 66kg
Appearance: Posessed of a lithe build, this viashino's wirey muscles can be seen to ripple beneath his hide of fine scales ranging from sandy beige to mossy brown as he moves. His eyes are hidden beneath ruddy-lensed goggles strapped tightly to his reptilian head by two bands of worn, coarse leather. His attire is minimal, more a utilitarian system of straps and belts holding his possessions than clothing.
I believe my papers are in order... he rasps.
When he gets to the door takes his papers and, without say a word, show them to the guard
Name: Ennu Dhrumcire
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Height: 6', 4"
Weight: 220 lbs
Appearance: Ennu is a tall, light brown, green eyes and curly black hair and generally has a pleasing and somewhat attractive, has a personality somewhat aloof, but once he feels confident is playful and uninhibited
The second guard takes Ennu's papers, looks them over for a moment, then nods. "You're cleared. Enjoy your stay in Estark." He and the first guard step aside to allow Ennu into the city.
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{Magic: The RPG}
There is a beat before he continues, "Welcome to Estark."
OOC: thanks
Name: Qayta (kay-tuh)
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Race: Elf
Height: 6'7"
Weight: 180
Appearance: Qayta has many distinguishable characteristics. She is extremely-tall and slender, allowing her to be quick on her feet. She has smooth off-white skin and long jet black hair to contrast. Her eyes lack pupils but seem to stare at you from every angle. She wears a short, sleeveless, dark-green shirt that shows off her stomach and long black pants. Her arms are covered in black Elven tattoos and on each of her palms she has a dark-green tattoo of a flower.
Weapon: She wields a small dagger which she keeps concealed and strapped to her ankle.
Name: William Edward
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Height: 6’2”
Weight: 203
Appearance: Wears a burn spotted leather coat, pants that have been patched to the point of the patches almost matching the quantity of original material. He has a pair of worn leather boots, but only wears them when required.
Race: Human
Name: Fait Reshah
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Height: 5’11”
Weight: 155 lbs.
Race: Human
Appearance: Fait is a pale man who seems rather thin for his size. He wears a long sleeved black shirt, with the ends tucked into a pair of black leather gloves. His heavy brown travelling pants, with multiple pockets sewn onto them, are also tucked into his worn boots. His hair is black and falls past his shoulders, making it so that normally, the only visible skin is his face. Fait’s hazel eyes seem to pierce into a person’s soul, and make it sometimes hard to look Fait dead in the eyes. He carries a katara in a sheath on his right side for ease of access.
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RUG Animar, Lord of Artifacts GUR
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 73 inches
Weight: 170 pounds
Appearance: Tall, scraggily blonde hair, blue/grey eyes, a dusty brow
I approach the gatekeeper with a wistful gaze, my mind wandering into the depths of my magicka, trying to recall a voice that seems so distant.
Name: Olid Turgun
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 11.5"
Weight: 140 lbs
Appearance: Shrouded. Wears a black robe, over a dark gray robe, and if you are really luck and the wind blows his robes just right, you can see his dark navy breaches and tunic. Straps of cloth run from the corners of his hoods across his face, covering his nose, shadowing his eyes, and keeping the hoods in place at all times. A short, but thick curly black beard, and a similar mustache, obscure his lower face. His hands are covered with loose black gloves secured with cloth straps, making it look like his fingers are broken and dangling at the ends. The gloves extend all the way up his arms. He has large black boots made more to obscure his feet and legs than to walk around all day.
His body is slight, and tall, but not thin. He would look agile, except those robes look like they restrict his movement something awful. His face, when visible, is gaunt and sunken, but not in a hunger-sort-of-fashion. His breath smells like a school of fish beached themselves and rotted on the shore for weeks. His eyes, when you get to look at them, are bloodshot, with pure black pupils.
OOC: He is not human, flavor wise, but his true race is known only to him and the necrom -- Wait, you don't need to know that. Anyways, that's just flavor, not at all gonna have a game effect. His name is not his given name - but an adopted name, due to -- ah, ah, ah, you thought I was going to give away his race that easily?
Ashamed of posts from years ago.
The unfazed guard holds out his hand. "Your papers?"
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Name: Kubsh
Age: 26
Race: Goblin
Gender: M
Height: 3' 3"
Weight: 50 lbs.
Appearance: A moderately sized goblin for his tribe, Kubsh's green skin is contrasted by sparse, gray mottled sections: scarring from fire. His light red eyes reflect his inner mood, sometimes shining bright like rubies, and other times displaying a more muted, subdued crimson. Wearing little more than rags and hide sandals, Kubsh's lanky frame tells of long journeys behind, and more to come.
Name: Hróðvitnir
Age: 20
Race: Wolfir
Sex: Male
Height: 7'7"
Weight: 657 lbs.
Description: Tall even among his brethren, Hróðvitnir isn't hard to notice from afar. Under his hand made green cloth cloak, the same emerald shade of his eyes, he sports a long coat of charcoal fur except for two rune shaped silver spots on his chest and back that cover matching brands. Now far from his home, Hróðvitnir plans to find something, he is here for ...
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