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 Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 2:25 pm
☆ Good Vs Evil, Why Does Good Always Win? ★[ Level: ☠ ] [ Mood: Tired] [ Condition: Lonely.] ☆ X X X X K y r i e M o o nX X X X ★ come take a walk with me
Lets pretend we're just two people
you're not Better then me
I'd like to ask you some questions
and if we can speak honestly yrie looked in the relfection. "Oh great, now I am going to look like a loon." she said and turned and looked at John. "Bad reputation? alright." she nodded and sipped her drink. Taking in that he was part of the wall now considerbly well. "You look like stone, so naturally you'll have some magic powers to do with stone. like me and shadow." she said and drank more and looked back.
"Care to explain why your one with the wall? what did you do to piss off a tavern?" she asked and rubbed her eyes, not caring if people called her crazy. She could show them excaly how crazy she could be. Though, they were indoors and she wasn't about to start a bar fight over something so stupid as name calling.
(Shortness >.>) How do you sleep
while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when
a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your
head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 9:49 am
John Stone
Stone Morphed
Notable
John would roll his eyes within his mask at her comment of being a loon, she was after all inside a tavern, not many people looked sane within these situations. He listened to all she had to say before replying to her questions and confirmations. "Yeah, I'm what my faction callsss a Ssstone Morpher, it allowsss my body to pusssh through rock asss though it wasss water, asss long as I can concentrate upon it of courssse" He stated, knowing if he lost concentration he'd likely be crushed by the wall he was within.
He would then go silent for a moment, thinking of the best way to put it as to why the tavern wasn't too happy with his presence, it was a rather age old thing after all. "The Sssymbol upon my Cloak isss affiliated with the Heroesss of Old, it wasss sssaid that the Heroesss were apart and even head of the faction I'm now apart of. Although with their disssappearance and the presssumption of them all being dead. The faction wasss ssstated dead along with the Heroesss. They Consssider it disssressspectful, for anyone to wear the sssymbol, consssidering thisss isss a Tavern devoted to the Heroesss of Old." He hoped what he stated made some sort of sense, he didn't really know how else he could of put it, it was rather an old thing, sort of a complex grudge as many have put it. he would keep his watchful eyes upon the Tavern and Kyrie, he had a bad feeling something was bound to happen soon.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:07 am
☆ Good Vs Evil, Why Does Good Always Win? ★[ Level: ☠ ] [ Mood: Tired] [ Condition: Lonely.] ☆ X X X X K y r i e M o o nX X X X ★ come take a walk with me
Lets pretend we're just two people
you're not Better then me
I'd like to ask you some questions
and if we can speak honestly Kyrie thought about it. "So basically, they want to preserve the old story by hating anyone who wears someone that related back to the Hero's?" she asked aloud and shook her head. "Idiots." she said with a hiss. She disliked people with good nature, except ones that also had a dark side. She, herself, was one with the occasional good doing. But the always good got on her nerves fully. She looked at Stone and smiled. "Why not take it off and come in? then I won't look like I'm just talking to a wall." she said and shook her head.
Kyrie laughed happily at herself. She smiled lightly and glanced back at him, smiling more. "John, why are people so addicted to this old story anyway shape or form. Most of it is a loud of lies anyway." she rolled eyes lightly. How do you sleep
while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when
a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your
head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2011 12:06 pm
❝ σηε gσσd τћiηg abσuτ мџsic, wћεη iτ ћiτѕ yσџ fεεl ησ pαiη. ❞ → L o c a t i o n : Three Heroes Tavern.→ T h i n k i n g : "Well then, this looks rather interesting.."
→ L e v e l :Level 1 = Beginner ⊱Moody●Mysterious ● Distant ● Odd ● ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ Alyanna sighed softly, as she waited for her blood to hurry up and arrive onto the bar. She turned to the, rather odd male. She gave him a good look over full of curiosity. She knew he wasn't human, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what exactly he was. In all her years of being alive, she hadn't really seen many race's. There were the really popular ones, yes, but she didn't go searching for the ones there were very few of. "Eh, was just curious about you, in all honesty."She said to the mail, her voice soft, and rather friendly. She had dropped her hostility, sassy attitude. That's mostly because of the fact she could smell the blood. The elven woman set her blood onto the bar, and she slowly sipped the blood through the straw slowly. ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ 
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2011 2:54 pm
In response to Broken John Stone
Stone Morphed
Notable
John would listen to her words, nodding his head slightly in response, before returning to the stationary position he was once within. He would of joined Kyrie by now if he thought he wasn't to be called away soon, for that reason he would continue his excuse. "I would rather avoid trouble with thessse people for the time being Kyrie, if that'sss alright with you?" He stated as he would continue to listen to her, hearing her words upon the old story before emitting a rather uncertain groan.
He would begin to think about the subject before uttering his next words. "The Legendsss aren't all untrue, in fact, the current leader of my faction isss the son of one of the Heroesss... it wasss confirmed by recordsss of the faction and the few who lived long enough to tell about the time of the war. It isss more then jussst a sssimple myth Kyrie." He stated, obviously knowing where she was coming from but not really sure where to stand upon whether it was all fact or fiction.
In Response to Aoria I'm seeking my salvation alone again...Strees Noenusk
Twisted Monk
Nobody
Strees Noenusk Theme
Strees's shoulders relaxed with the uttering of her words and the sudden change in her body language, his hand moving the rabbit leg closer to his mouth to rip another slice of meat from the bone. Chewing it satisfyingly as he would still keep his yellow hues upon her, before slowly diverting them to his meal before him, his other hand holding the cup of mead. "I'm not that interesting, no no, not interesting at all. Simply looking to get by, and follow the path, yes yes, the twisting path..." He raised the cup gulping down the fluid to wash down the meat that still clung to his teeth, Gulping satisfied, as he would start to push the potatoes and veg about his plate with the rabbit leg. His ear twitching to the internal muttering of the tavern.
"What about you? You who is a creature of the night, the darkness, what brings you out during such a light time of day? How curious..." He was always one to ask about anything that came to mind, why hide something that would soon be found out through speculation and interrogation anyway? At least this is how he saw it, which was probably why he was so blunt, but who was to care, indeed this being didn't care much except for the impulse of his own calling.
...I never needed to be one of you anyway.
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 8:03 am
☆ Good Vs Evil, Why Does Good Always Win? ★[ Level: ☠ ] [ Mood: Tired] [ Condition: Lonely.] ☆ X X X X K y r i e M o o nX X X X ★ come take a walk with me
Lets pretend we're just two people
you're not Better then me
I'd like to ask you some questions
and if we can speak honestly "I know it's more then a myth. But I still don't care for such." she said, her tone matter-of-factuality. She looked back. "I care little for Hero's." she said simply. Kyrie wasn't trying to sound heartless, she just didn't care. "They were too good for their own good, see where that got them." she sighed and rubbed her eyes. "I need sleep..." she grumbled, talking about this was getting her cranky. She wanted to be free from Hero's and myths and legends for now, thank you very much.
Kyrie glanced back, "what are you doing in the wall again?" she asked, looking at him oddly. "Surely there's more stone in here then just to be a wall? Cause, the saying 'I'll get a better reaction if I talked to the wall' is getting alittle out of hand." she nodded to herself How do you sleep
while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when
a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your
head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 9:56 am
John Stone
Stone Morphed
Notable
John quite quickly picked up upon her discomfort of the subject and decided not to add to it, rather, letting it drop from the conversation completely. He waited a moment as his mask shuffles, before a moment, a foot steps from the wall as the wall ripples from the act. John begins to push himself through before taking a seat next to Kyrie, arms crossed as he now had a stone plate on either side of his body, right where the symbols were located before. He glanced his red hues towards her before uttering a simple word. "Ssscotch." He uttered, dropping a couple of coins upon the table as they would be quickly swept up and the scotch placed before him in a matter of moments by the strange blue entities.
He wrapped his gloved hand about the glass, swirling the liquid about the ice before sipping from the container, sighing contently at the taste before looking towards Kyrie once more. "I Wasss in the wall to prevent problemsss... That and thisss tavern makesss me feel uneasssy." He uttered before placing his glass upon the table. "Anyway... Isss there anything you'd like to know?" He asked, generally trying to be of help rather then turning to the conversation that obviously didn't settle well with her. His hand still grasping the glass as the other gently tapping upon the tables surface, it was slow, and didn't seem to follow any song or tune of any kind.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:03 am
☆ Good Vs Evil, Why Does Good Always Win? ★[ Level: ☠ ] [ Mood: Tired] [ Condition: Lonely.] ☆ X X X X K y r i e M o o nX X X X ★ come take a walk with me
Lets pretend we're just two people
you're not Better then me
I'd like to ask you some questions
and if we can speak honestly Kyrie looked at him, she raised her brow and shrugged. "all I want to know is why I am in a tavern and not drunk. It's not like me at all." she said and looked at the water before her. She picked it up and glanced at it. The water was clear. Pure. Though when she drank it, it would be tainted with her dna. A weird thought.
Kyrie was bored now, what else was there to do? with little freedom in this city, she had nothing left to lose. She leant back and closed her eyes tightly. Thinking of all the time she had already wasted here today.
How do you sleep
while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when
a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your
head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 12:37 pm
John Stone
Stone Morphed
Notable
John would think for a moment before going to pay for her to get a drink, this action was cut very short by a sudden echo within his head. ~Stone, we need you back here now.~ Stone sighed before gulping down his scotch and sighing contently before looking at Kyrie. "Here, get yourssself a drink if it bothersss you ssso much. I have to go, I'll sssee you sssoon I'm sure." And with that john jumped up on his seat and jumped through the stone wall, it rippled before solidifying once more.
((Sorry head to make him leave for the big event!))
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 1:16 pm
A cold wind would grasp even the smallest creature on this dark, early morning. The slow shuffle of feet could be heard from outside the prison, it's large stone walls holding some of the most dangerous criminals which the world has ever seen, it's cold steel bars would stand firm in the cold breeze and the Guards were no where to be seen...Peculiar. Normally Thirty guards would patrol the walls, no one would dare mess with the Guards of Riverrun prison, some believe they are more vicious than most of the Prisoners.
They sun would rise in the distance, the sunlight brightening up one cobblestone at a time as it would shine down the streets of Riverrun, illuminating the Farmers up for the crops, rats which would quickly scurry into the sewers and the thugs would return to their hideouts. The sun would seem to rise particularly slowly on this day, as soon as the Sun light would illuminate the walls of the Prison a loud siren could be heard, a rude awakening for some. Everyone with common knowledge of Riverrun would know this was the Emergency Siren for the Prison, the sound of the Siren was created by the mage society which work within the Prison, allowing anyone to send there voice across the Riverrun Country.
The Siren noise would continue to blast across the country, then a Voice could be heard, it would shout with a voice so powerful that it would be impossible to ignore. The Voice would be extremely angry and would make the strongest of men to shake in their boots;
"Hear me People of Riverrun! This is Grobax the Warden of Riverrun City!! I have un-fortunate news to deliver... There has been a prison break and several prisoners have escaped but I need all guards to report to the Prison at once!! This is an order, no stopping to help poor little girls get there Kittens back!! If more prisoners escape then we will have no chance of controlling this out-break!! Every Civilian who is unable to defend themselves is recommended to stay inside!! Please do not interact with any prisoners who have escaped, they are extremely dangerous and not to be under-estimated. Anyone with the ability to Fight we need you to defend those who cannot, if you don't fight I will come and CRUSH YOU MYSELF!! Within this short amount of time they wouldn't have been able to escape the City yet... Grobax out."
((The First Guild Wide Event has started!! This is a Combat based Event which will take place anywhere in the Riverrun City (Except the Prison itself) In which you will be fighting Convicts which require team work and skilled fighting to complete. Anyone who takes place in this event will be granted LP and get to meet more of your fellow roleplayers! This event makes all current Quests void until after the event but you can still sign up for quests. If you character is in a quest then leave it then you can join back after the event. Have Fun!))
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 1:52 pm
A Small little girl would walk though the door way of the Pub, her small frail body was covered in rags which would cover her body, she had tears pouring down her face. In her small arms was a little teddy bear which she was hugging tightly, it seemed to be all she had in this moment of despair. Her skin was dark and dirty, she must have been lost or by herself for quite a time, he hair was unclean just like the rest of her. Her feet were bare and her clothes ripped. The girl would reach her arm up to her face and whip the tears fro her eyes before talking "I...I...I lost my mummy!! Then a.. a... a big scary voice was in the sky and everyone went away then I lost my mummy and then I cried and I was upset and then I walk but then I got sad again and I'm worried that the bad people will get meeeeEEEEEE!"
The girl would then start to cry uncontrollably, obviously very upset about what has happened, after all convicts were meant to have broken out and she was in the streets by herself, hopefully someone in the pub would lend this poor little girl a hand, she would stand in the pub entrance and wouldn't come any closer. Something was odd about this girl, everyone in the area would rush to her help, she just seemed so helpless.
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 10:50 am
❝ σηε gσσd τћiηg abσuτ мџsic, wћεη iτ ћiτѕ yσџ fεεl ησ pαiη. ❞ → L o c a t i o n : Three Heroes Tavern.→ T h i n k i n g : "Well then, this looks rather interesting.."
→ L e v e l :Level 1 = Beginner ⊱Moody●Mysterious ● Distant ● Odd ● ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ Alyanna had quickly lost interest in the male that had been sitting next to her. She figured he'd got the hint, for the simple fact he'd left her to be alone. She continued to sip on her straw, taking in the blood from the large cup. The time seemed to go by rather quickly, as it often did when she was taking her time drinking her blood. She sighed softly once she'd finished. She looked around the Tavern curiously, her soft Crimson eyes blinking just slightly now and then. Then, her mental silence was broken with an announcement coming from the....town? She lifted her eyes toward the ceiling, as she listened closely to the announcement. She lifted an eyebrow slightly, and smirked. 'It would figure...a prison break..' she thought to herself, as the announcement ended. Well, it seemed as though she was required to stop being lazy, and defend people she really didn't even know. She hopped up off of her bench, and stretched slightly, putting her money on the bar for her drink. "I suppose I better do what I should..." She said, but before she could move, she spotted the young girl at the door. On all the years Alyanna had lived on the earth, she'd seen allot of pathetic tricks. This however, had to take the cake. "You couldn't think of anything better? That's the best you've got?"She said, her voice cold as ice, a challenge. She could be wrong, and it COULD be an innocent girl, but either way, she didn't care. She was tired of random s**t happening to her lately, and she certainly wasn't going to sit there and watch people die...Unless she was, of course, the one doing the killing. She awaited curiously for a reply from the girl, she stood straight,hands at her sides. She knew she had tons of guns and ammo on her persons, and if need be, she'd use them. ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 1:04 pm
I'm seeking my salvation alone again...Strees Noenusk
Twisted Monk
Nobody
Strees Noenusk Theme
Strees would continue his meal, ripping the meat from the bone till their was nothing left upon it, he then threw the bone upon the plate and sighed to himself. He heard the alarms going off and the announcement, but saw little point in taking real notice, in his view why should it bother him if people are dying? Although another annoying sound hit his ears, the sound of a young girl crying, it was annoying to him as he slowly got his feet, looking around as he noticed all the other residents accept the Vampire and a strange demon women in the corner had rushed to their homes. He could only think that the people still here either didn't care or intended to defend the city, it didn't matter much to Strees but he did enjoy analyzing these situations.
He would walk towards the door, roughly five foot in front of the vampire and roughly ten-fifteen feet from the demon within the Corner. He held the cup of mead within his hand as he sipped it rather calmly, looking from the Vampire to the Demon before uttering his own words. "Hey hey... Do Either of you know where the off switch is for this thing?" He uttered pointing his index finger towards the small crying girl, it wasn't even the alarms that annoyed him, it was the annoying high pitched wailing. his tail had wrapped about his staff, dragging it from the bar as he simply kept hold of it, pulling his free hand from the pointing gesture to slide the staff into its holding strap.
Even with all the panic he seemed rather calm, probably not realizing that a convict could burst through this tavern at any moment looking for a way to hid or escape the city.
...I never needed to be one of you anyway.
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 1:27 pm
☆ Good Vs Evil, Why Does Good Always Win? ★[ Level: ☠ ] [ Mood: Tired] [ Condition: Lonely.] ☆ X X X X K y r i e M o o nX X X X ★ come take a walk with me
Lets pretend we're just two people
you're not Better then me
I'd like to ask you some questions
and if we can speak honestly Kyrie looked at the girl, "smack her bottom and send her to bed?" she asked with a smirk and got up, Walking causually and looked at the girl from a distance. Something made her uneasy. She looked at the man. "You could always put fluff in your ears?" she asked and leant back on the bar. She would normally help a screaming Child. But everything made her feel odd. She also thought it was funny that the humans has let a break out happen.
"hmm, can you fight?" she asked the man and smiled, her eyes still covered. She looked at the door, "cause I don't want this place to go just yet." she said with a snicker.
Kyrie the realised something, something that would probably set any human say she was crazy.
"You. Girl. Where did you see you mum last?" she asked, not going near, "try looking there, cause believe it or not, I bet that's where she is." she smirked faintly, daring the girl to either cry more or act differently. She wasn't helpless, the man on the speaker said not to under estermate the break-outers, and this girl didn't look very good at all...
How do you sleep
while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when
a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your
head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 1:44 pm
 Kimtorgha 'Kim'
Slave Driver, Illusionist
Acknowledged
The Little girl would stand at the door of the pub, her sudden innocent appearnce would turn sour. The Little girls eyes would turn red and her hair would fall out before reaching down to her hip and grip something. In a sudden poof of smoke the little girl would disappear, smoke now filled her place, suddenly a large leather Whip would fly from the smog, aiming right for the Vampire who had called out the little girl The whip was aimed to hit the vampire right in the chest, it would have enough force to rip though her clothes and skin. A voice would then he heard "You insolent Vampire!" The voice was female, but was very deep and rather devilish. Before the Smog would even clear another whip would come flying out of the smoke, this one aiming for cat man who had also annoyed this 'Little Girl' without even meaning to. This whip was aiming right for the table in front of the cat person, cracking it right in half sending splinters everywhere. Hopefully hitting the cat man and the Demon who turned out to be the only nice one.
The smoke would clear as the whips clacked agaisnt the Air or her opponents, causing the sound of thunder to echo though the pub. The sudden clearence of smoke would show their opponent, a Demon, to be more correct a type of Succubus. This Succubus would stand at Five Foot, Four Inches and have red scales as skin, her skinny waist and wide shoulders would stand out the most. No matter your race this Succubus would seem very attractive to everyone in the pub. She had a long tail which would dangle to the floor and wouldn't stay still for long, swaying from left to right. Her legs would seem to go on forever but at the bottom could be found two large hooves. Two massive large horns made her Six foot tall, he wings would be tucked in but appeared to be upside down, so no one knew if they work or were just for show. Her large fists now holding two whips which dancled down on the floor unless someone managed to stop them. She was sporting a black and white horizontal striped jumpsuit, cut down to just cover her Breasts and her trousers ripped into short shorts.
The Succubus would hiss at her opponents and stare them down before talking once again "Soo nice to meet you, I'm Kimtorgha, but everyone calls me Kim, te he" Kim would then tilt her head to one side and wink at everyone in the pub, being playful and flirty, what a sudden change from her prevoius fit of rage... Kim would sway her hands back and forth causing her whips to drag across the floor in front of her, getting ready to attack who ever decided to attack first.
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