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Character Bios / Re: Abyssal’s Handy Haversack of Helpful Humanoids
« on: December 22, 2019, 10:42:18 PM »
Camila Araujo, Tech thief

Born Camila Araujo-Souza, she grew up in the slums of the bay area in California. And, after many years of barely scraping by she caught her break during a huge data breach. Her skill in bypassing firewalls and skimming crucial data brought her plenty of success. With her newfound success, she turned her attention to aiding the less fortunate, and her targets became far more... lucrative. Individuals hoarding money, companies built on the backs of the people. Thus began the legend of the new 'Robin Hood' as people coined her.

Personality: ambitious and driven, Camila does everything in her power to keep herself on top. Her history of poverty humbles her, and though she works from a far, she cares deeply for those in dire straits.

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Looking for More / Re: Pages unfilled
« on: December 13, 2019, 11:38:58 AM »
Bumpeth

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Fantasy / Re: What’s [m]y age again? Abyssal x Pendragon
« on: November 18, 2019, 12:56:08 AM »
Amentis stood at attention, watching the baron with quiet determination. "I apologize for bringing this up so suddenly. Unfortunately, this is a recent development that I must take care of soon, and Sapphire can benefit from this if she is to eventually succeed you. In addition, if you need any business done while I am in the kingdom of Orchus I can operate as your emissary."

He gave his best charming smile, despite it not being his best feature. He truly believed this was for the best, and he was intent on making sure Sapphire returned alive and unharmed. He nodded. "That said, if there is nothing else at the moment I will take my leave, should you allow." At this, He bowed gracefully, showing every ounce of courtly manner he had to show.

With that he looked to Sapphire. "Right. Meet me at the docks, I will secure us passage." With that he departed, almost as swiftly as he had come. There was life in his action, movement, and an all too unfamiliar strength: a far cry from just a few days prior.

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Fantasy / Re: What’s [m]y age again? Abyssal x Pendragon
« on: October 07, 2019, 11:44:15 AM »
He gave a knowing smile to the baron. “Your daughter is bright, and caring. No matter what course she chooses to take she will excel, of this I am certain.” He crossed his arms and the air in the conservatory grew deathly still and the intensity returned in Amentis’ expression, like a storm cloud on a wide open ocean.

“On my word as both a cleric of the Raven Queen and an arcanist of the highest caliber, your daughter will be the safest with me. On my blood, this is my pact. This trip will get her to know where she stands in the world, and will teach her diplomacy at the very least if all else fails. It will make her a prime candidate to have your family be the speaker for the council, should my plan come to fruition. But that is a much longer term goal.” There was a wind, gentle and warm that rustled his hair a bit, almost on command.

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Fantasy / Re: What’s [m]y age again? Abyssal x Pendragon
« on: October 07, 2019, 04:24:16 AM »
Amentis’ expression was serious, but not severe. “Your grace. Sapphire has expressed interest in the arcane arts, unfortunately to get the proper supplies I need to teach her I have to go to a few places and call in some favors. As for why she needs to come... Doubtless you understand the arcane arts can be dangerous. I plan on crossing the inland sea to show her something important: the runescar. If she is to learn magic, she needs to see first hand what a terror it can bring.”

His face softened. “Besides, she would do well to learn the courts of many different nations, that she may be informed and wise when she is ready to make her way in the world. If safety is your concern, she will be with me the entire time.”

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Fantasy / Re: What’s [m]y age again? Abyssal x Pendragon
« on: October 06, 2019, 09:17:34 PM »
Amentis showed up early, dressed in his scale armor and dressed to the nines. He was cleaned and perfectly presentable. His presence has a tangible effect on the atmosphere. He was not looking forward to justifying why Sapphire was taking a trip into the Idrianic Empire, The Runescarred Wastes, and Orellius on a study abroad Journey.

His expression was placid, centered and detached like a rock buffeted by the wind. And there he stood, waiting for the Baron and Sapphire to arrive.

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Looking for More / Re: Pages unfilled
« on: October 06, 2019, 07:24:46 PM »
Bump-er cars

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Fantasy / Re: What’s [m]y age again? Abyssal x Pendragon
« on: October 06, 2019, 07:22:26 PM »
The next morning was a busy one, and despite the activity Amentis displayed, his office and study was relatively peaceful. He made it a point to send a runner with his information to the baron. The problem with practical tutelage was that with magic it endangers the city when done improperly.

On the third bell, Amentis finished his travel preparations and started a small vat of honey, spices, and fresh spring water. The smell that wafted through the manor was fruity and sweet like a breeze through a berry patch.

Noon came, and still no word from the baron. Concern was carved into a few defined lines on his brow as he stirred the bubbling vat gently.

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Fantasy / Re: What’s [m]y age again? Abyssal x Pendragon
« on: September 30, 2019, 11:45:52 PM »
He shrugged and polished off his hot chocolate. “They will, sadly. I will speak tomorrow with your father about your tutelage, and you might have to make a trip to the docks tomorrow afternoon.” He closed his eyes and held his hand out.

“It is late, you should set your mind and heart at ease and go find yourself to sleep. Tomorrow will be an interesting day.” He shoed her off gently. “Go, I will be in my office in the morning...”

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Fantasy / Re: What’s [m]y age again? Abyssal x Pendragon
« on: September 30, 2019, 10:01:02 PM »
He looked positively drained when she said that. "To a human like you, I may seem immortal, and perhaps I am. But the truth of things is a bit harder to swallow. No elf or man or beast can escape the grip of death, we all meet it in our own time. As it so happens..." He leaned forward, rolling the sleeve of his robe up to show long discolored scars lining his arms. "I have been a professional at avoiding it thusly, but I cannot evade forever. Hundreds of years can seem like an eternity, and I am grateful for every minute that you make me feel like a young man. After all, I don't get the chance often."

He gave Sapphire a warm smile again, the lines fading into his tugged cheekbones. "The trip will be a month, at the least, and at most four. I want to show you the finer aspects of magic... of my school... However it's not safe to practice inside city walls with any regularity. The magic I practice is dangerous and rarely utilized beyond its destructive means. Much of it is beyond your current state of skill, but I can teach you many things." He drew a deep breath in and held it, face going blank and eyes closing as he froze for a short moment.

"No, I will teach you. But I request you pay attention and follow my every word as carefully as possible. Do I make myself clear? I will make you the finest lady to have ever set foot in the city of Solus, Even the Prince won't know who he's dealing with at the end of the next month." He grinned and winked to her, knowingly. She was to be the heir to the house of shipwrights, the smaller house as far as he knew. However, they controlled the trade by sea, and that was no small feat. She undoubtedly knew much of his courting procedures as far as how to pay attention to key players, but he had a keener eye, and would teach her to guard herself closely. She was young, yes, but she was eager to learn.

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Fantasy / Re: What’s [m]y age again? Abyssal x Pendragon
« on: September 28, 2019, 05:18:54 PM »
He was happy to follow her line of thinking. A gentle smile split his lips as he sipped at the hot cocoa. "It may not be necessary, sure. I hope it definitely isn't. But, be honest with yourself. You have your whole life ahead of you, and I am at the end of my road." His hands folded around the mug, index fingers steepled. He thought for a second. Magic didn't stick, and she didn't have the focus for it, but that was fine, not everyone did. "I... I have an idea. There are still things I can teach you. Not magic.... More... practical things." His eyes narrowed and the smile changed into a cleverly grim grin.

He looked down. "I can teach you how to manipulate a court, how to sneak and not be found, how to say one thing and mean another without other people picking up. I will teach you the courts... international politics." His expression sombered. "But that would mean a long, extended trip, beyond the port of this city to realms beyond."

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Fantasy / Re: What’s [m]y age again? Abyssal x Pendragon
« on: September 27, 2019, 09:37:48 PM »
He came back, two cups of warm hot chocolate. He listened and sat across from her, handing her one. "Breathe, Sapphire. Just... breathe. Do not fret over such long term problems." He sipped and smiled warmly, a kindness that had only recently been brought to the fore. There was a gentleness in him. A kindness. He was a gentle man, not just a gentleman. It was a wonder anyone believed he was a spy or criminal at all.

"If he proves to hurt you, I will hunt him down myself with all of my simulacra at my disposal. At that very moment, five different versions of himself seemed to walk in the background of the sitting room, moving between the dining room, kitchen, and various other rooms in the small interdimensional space. They each looked similar, though muted, like snapshots in time. "Apologies. Not many have to see them. They are rather incomplete, the first of many attempts at the spell I learned as a young wizard." he coughed and sipped again. "Regardless. my point rings true, no?" His voice lowered to a whisper. "Teaching magic to you was only part of the reason I was put as your charge, my dear Sapphire. I intend to protect you to the best of my ability, for as long as I draw breath into my body."

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Fantasy / Re: What’s [m]y age again? Abyssal x Pendragon
« on: September 27, 2019, 04:14:30 PM »
Not even a half second after her knock, an ethereal door appeared on the only bare wall in the office, shimmering. The door swung inward, and there stood Amentis, draped in fine silk robes of a deep royal blue. “Ah?”

He was about to say something, and then he saw thise telltale eyes. “Couldn’t sleep? Is there something I can do to help?”

His voice was steady, and though his eyes were tired he seemed ready to help. “If you want you can step in, I have plenty of seating here.” He gestured behind him to the open hearth with welcomingly plush chairs.

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Fantasy / Re: What’s [m]y age again? Abyssal x Pendragon
« on: September 26, 2019, 11:02:26 PM »
He sighed, standing at the door when she hughed him from behind. “That is not what I am saying.” He slowly pulled away from her and wiped her tears away. “Do not let my sorrow become yours. You are young still, and prone to falling in love quick. The hottest flames die the fastest, and often have miserable ends that leave all involved heart-broken. I don’t want you to feel the same way.”

It was a strange sentiment, to be sure. “My mother used to tell me when I was young ‘A’leathil enviril vas al’enridah.’ Do not pack the cart before you buy a horse. Literally, ‘A ship without a crew’.” He knelt a bit to look her in the eyes with his wizened gaze. “take it slow, you have time to get to know the man you think you love. In fact, I encourage the love, but not with haste.” He tousled her hair a bit. “Good night, dear Sapphire. I retire. Come to my office should you have need of me. It will be empty, knock thrice on the mahogany desk, and I shall answer.”

With that, he walked off. He had a strange feeling in his gut that he hadn’t felt in nigh two hundred years. It gave him pause. As he stepped out, a servant was watching, and doubtless heard at least the tail end of the conversation. Without a word, he held a slender and pale finger to his pursed lips, urging secrecy, and then hurried away, almost as if carried by wind.

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Fantasy / Re: What’s [m]y age again? Abyssal x Pendragon
« on: September 26, 2019, 09:09:08 PM »
He planted his feet, and a silence fell over him. The silence seemed to fragment into stillness and then further into something imperceptible unless one spent hours observing him. The third layer of silence was his. It was the cut-flower silence of a man waiting to die.

“My father always said to ‘begin at the beginning’ and if I am to do this story justice I am sure I must.” He cleared his throat. “I was born to a lower class family in the city of Bedlam across the sea. My father was a tinker and my mother a baker. Life was simple for many years until my wandering hand found the purse of entirely the wrong person. I had taken to petty thievery in my youth. The boundless energy having no outlet other than work and no friends to speak of, I found myself frozen, locked in place by the iron grip of a masterful man.”

“I wish I could say it was a pleasant experience, but his idea of penitence was to whisk me away to a separate complex that even the five regents of Eyrune didn’t know about. It was there he taught me, drilling me from sun up to sundown in all the necessary modes and methods of diplomatic manipulation. Through this came my education. I learned to write, but more importantly, I learned to read.” He paused. “I worked many years as a spy. I sabotaged many political events and for the highest bidder, could even be convinced to slip a silent poison into a wine goblet. Everything turned when I met her. I was just a young man at one hundred and seventy when she met me, but her appearance could not have been more radiant than the full moon on a tranquil bay. Her hair was raven black and she had deep green eyes like sage. Her face was tanned, like many in Eyrune, and she held herself with such grace and genteelness that I could not help but pursue such beauty.”

“For years, between missions, we courted. Letters and poems were out preferred methods of sharing notes we wanted no one else to know. We had our own code, on which she picked up astonishingly fast. It was the first time I ever thought I had met my match. Even among elves, few in my age range could match my prodigious curiosity and intelligence. This raven-haired human had captured me in ways that many would consider spellbinding.”

“It wasn’t to last, though. I botched a mission a few years after we had been wed. It was to be my last job as a spy before I took up the noble task of bookbinding. In the city of Cada Ves, I was imprisoned, and tortured for information. When they realized they could not break me, they found my wife.” His voice cracked and sorrow wore heavy on his face. A single, solitary tear dropped between his feet, as if a drop of morning dew. “The brought her in, and killed her in front of me. At that moment, in my rage, I pledged myself to HER. My lady, in that moment, granted me power, and I made sure none in that room survived. Sadly, I was too late to save her. My sweetest Imriel lay dead and there was nothing I could do but bury her body.” More tears fell, the pain was heavy on him, though numbed by time. “There you have it. No happy ending, no pauper running off with the noble’s daughter. Love is pain, though it breathes life into an otherwise cold world.” He stood and walked to the door.

 “Do not lose your sense of what is right, Sapphire. Do not follow my path.”

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