"Losing all doubt." Shayne mumbled to himself as he entered the Battle Strategy Room. "If I have doubts, I probably be unable to save those in need." He mumbled once more as he began to look at the maps hanging on the wall as he was unaware of the other people that seem gathering in the room. "There's no way that I could be like Shun." He added again as run his fingers over a map and stop as he reached a place called Camelot. "However, I need to learn to lose all my doubts if I want to be a knight and fight against those monsters." He was continued talking to himself as he began to run his fingers to another place said Enemy's Stronghold. "I have to be brave!" He called out to himself as he still was unaware of the other people.
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My character's name:Shayne McRotten Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERgreen eyes, shaggy gingery hair which is in a pony tail, and pale skin. Rank of characterapprentice-knights.
Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 3:08 pm
(I'll add the only OOC thing later...)
Camilla had not been ignoring the conversations going on in the room but she hadn't been paying full attention to them either so when a voice nearby yelled they needed to be brave it made her jump and look up "Hm?!" she hums in surprise it was only then that it actually hit her that there were three more people in the room then before... After looking at the decaying book she frowns for a moment before smiling and shelving the book it could wait now was the time to interact with her fellow Knight-Apprentices
Cheerfully she walks out from around the bookshelf she'd been behind and waves at the group the garb she wore seemed much to rich for a simple Knight-Apprentice she wore a black long sleeve silk shirt with a V neckline which rested fittingly against the skin but not too tightly over that was a loose fitting lavender purple crushed velvet tunic also with a V neckline the sleeves, neckline, and bottom of the tunic all were edged with ornate seafoam green which had swirls of gold sewn in a black leather belt with swirls of gold sewn in rested low around her waist while the pants she wore were thick silk seafoam green that rested against the skin but not too tightly like the shirt the shoes she wore were tall thy high black leather boots with a very slight heel they were ornate with swirls of gold embroidery attached to her belt at her left side was a somewhat ornate cup hilt Rapier in a ornate sheath and at her left a somewhat ornate Main Gauche in a ornate sheath finally next to the Rapier was a large black leather pouch which jingled fully with coins embroidered on the pouch was a seated Dormouse with a large oak tree behind it with a coin under one paw and a shield under the other
Camilla hadn't even bothered looking at the bag yet and nor had she questioned the finery she wore however as she looked at the others in the room and saw their lack of finery she suddenly felt slightly out of place...
(Camilla is waving to everybody in the room in general! biggrin I also likely won't beable to respond until later tonight)
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 3:40 pm
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So much for getting some rest, Dillon mused, running his hand through his hair. Camelot was an unfamiliar place to him, but it seemed like his sleep deprived state and recently acquired light-headedness had managed to steer himself to all the wrong places.
The musty smell of books and leather filled his nose as he stumbled into the war room. This … certainly was not the quarters he had hoped to find some sleep in, but it would do. Dillon felt an odd sense of solace being amongst books, though he couldn't remember why.
There were a few others in the room whom he'd wouldn't want to bother in his quest for some rest. He might just be able to find a corner to take a quick nap in here somewhere...
Dillon nodded an acknowledgement at the girl who waved at him, giving a sheepish smile of apology as he excused himself to find a napping spot amongst the shelves. There was another man present, flipping through a book in seemingly deep thought. Dillon thought to pass by him silently too, until he noticed that the book's cover was upside down.
“Ah.” he exclaimed softly, “the book, I think it's the other way round?” There was an awkward moment of silence and he now started to worry if he was being too rude to point that out – the book might have something the required upside down reading after all. “I'm sorry, do excuse me,” he apologised, rubbing his hand against the back of his neck.
Perhaps he'd be better off not running his mouth in a sleep deprived state.
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gaia_crownKnight's Name: Dillon Avery gaia_crownChosen Faction: Black gaia_crownRank: knight-apprentice gaia_crownBattle Dice Stats: 1d4 gaia_crownSacred points obtained: /100 gaia_crown BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF CHARACTER A average looking young man who appears slightly more rugged due to recent events. Has a light-hearted demeanor, although often caught spacing out in deep thought.
Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 3:55 pm
All of a sudden, it had become quite crowded in here. Estel smiled at Camilla and Dillon, replaced another book on a shelf and took a few steps back, standing awkwardly with her back to a shelf. She clasped her hands in front of her, fidgeting.
"I was wondering if I'd be told where to go," she said to Ri, keeping her voice down. "But it doesn't seem like that's the case yet..."
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My character's name: Estel Herald Character's journal link:Here. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Short black hair. Violet eyes. Petite, delicate-looking. Sixteen years old. Dressed in monochrome colors - black cloak, black-and-white dress, white apron. Crescent pin in her hair. Rank of character: Knight-apprentice. Sacred Points obtained: 0/100
After a deep sigh, he turned around and saw this girl was waving at him. Which made him blush a bit. After a few more seconds, he noticed few more people was in the room with him. "I-I'm sorry." He apologyed to the cheerful girl. "II didn't know there was other people in this room." He began to explaining as his reds began to glow a bright red. "I-I'm probably making a big misteak just being here." He added with a light laugher at the end."in fect, I probably making a big misteak becoming a knight in training..." Shayne whispered to himself as he still having unsure doubts.
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My character's name:Shayne McRotten Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Shayne's look's green eyes, shaggy gingery hair which is in a pony tail, and pale skin. Rank of characterapprentice-knights.
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 4:10 pm
"The room was open, I'm sure it's okay," Estel said to Shayne, perhaps reassuring herself in addition to him. It had looked awfully abandoned when she'd come in, but then all these other people had entered, too, and surely they couldn't all not be allowed... or someone would have kicked them out by now, right?
"I think we're all fresh knight-apprentices, here. I think. I'm Estel... I look forward to fighting alongside everyone."
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My character's name: Estel Herald Character's journal link:Here. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Short black hair. Violet eyes. Petite, delicate-looking. Sixteen years old. Dressed in monochrome colors - black cloak, black-and-white dress, white apron. Crescent pin in her hair. Rank of character: Knight-apprentice. Sacred Points obtained: 0/100
Rhiannon added the last book from the small pile she had gathered right back on the shelf. She had been ignoring the people behind her so far, but with the group steadily getting larger, it was getting increasingly difficult. She leaned closer to Estel, pretending to move a book.
"I thought so too. But maybe it's something we have to figure out ourselves?" Ri murmured back. "Although, I haven't been anywhere else but this room, so I'm not sure." She shrugged.
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My character's name: Rhiannon Character's journal link:Here~ BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: "Ri" is a pale, slender, young girl with long layered pink hair tied with a ribbon. Her eyes are as pink as her hair, and are usually set in a blank expression when not in battle-mode. (See avatar and Legacy Alt art.) Rank of character: Knight-Apprentice Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 4:21 pm
He fumbled and almost dropped the book.
"Ah," said Llyr, in a very misty sort of voice that indicated he was not used to much conversation. He cleared his throat and offered the two young woman a smile. "Y...yes, I am. I am Llyrendil..."
He trailed off as though he had forgotten what the rest of what he had been saying, Llyr's eyes drifting towards the young man with brown hair that had interjected, and dark brows rose, Llyr glancing down at his book and then back up again.
"Ah," he said, apparently having taken no offense. "I do believe you are right..."
He tilted his head, waiting for a name.
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My character's name: Llyrendil Character's journal:Here! BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: See avi! Character rank: Apprentice - Knight
When another girl noticed him, Shayne began to look away a bit. "P-Probably. Maybe?" he said softly in a nervous tone of voice. "I'm Shayne; Shayne McQueen." The shaggy gingery haired boy said as he began to face her once more. "So what are your reasons for becoming a knight in training?" He asked with a puzzled looked on his face. "Also, are you scare of dying Estel?" He added as this probably something all knight wasn't scared of.
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My character's name:Shayne McRotten Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Shayne's look's green eyes, shaggy gingery hair which is in a pony tail, and pale skin. Rank of characterapprentice-knights.
Luridel
Dang this music is really nicely putting in the mood for this XD
Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 4:47 pm
He strode in with pounding footsteps, each one more sure than the last. As he slowed to a stop in the strategy room, he let out a long, satisfied sigh through grinning lips. This would be a fine place to start. It had a table. A table! And books, though those were of no consequence to him. He did not suffer through something so petty and trivial as reading. He adjusted the heavy armor of his breastplate, and cleared his throat. When he spoke, his voice somehow both boomed, and sounded like honey. There was no explanation for it except for sheer intolerable charisma.
"WELCOME." He called out to the group. Who was he welcoming? This wasn't his room. Except, to him, it totally was now. He claimed it in the name of Sir Robert the Brave, the Bold, The Beautiful, The Brash, The Built-Like-A-House... indeed, the list could go on and on.
And it did. Inside of his head. He'd been standing there with that grin on his face and a flourish of his arm for over a minute, having said absolutely nothing after the word welcome was uttered.
Erratically he returned to life, bowing low and giving a meaningful nod to every lady present, and accidentally Llyr too.
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My character's name: Robert Morris Character's journal link:http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24688713 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER The thud you are now hearing is the sound of ladies around the world swooning, and Sir Robert is not sorry. With a broad chest and muscular arms, he embodies strength and power, enough to wield his massive greatsword, [ THUNDERFURY, BLESSED BLADE OF THE WINDSEEKER ]. It's his duty to seek the greatest of glory, even if he has to save every single damsel in distress all at once with his hand tied behind his back and his eyes closed. He'll do it, you know. He totally will. Physical Description: Sir Robert is draped in glistening knightly battle gear, covered by a silk robe that looks way too expensive for actual fighting, but that's fine - he dramatically rips it off before a fight anyway. This is immediately followed by a slow motion whip of his lustrous man of gold hair, that always seems to be blowing charmingly in the wind that doesn't necessarily exist.
Even indoors. HorseShire Horse named Galaxy Rank of character apprentice-knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
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Please feel free to interact with me at any time, no need to ask! Llllllllladies (and Llyr)
Estel repeated their names as she heard them: "Llyrendil, Shayne... nice to meet you." She looked inquisitively at Camilla and Dillon, waiting for them to supply their names.
"My reasons?" She blinked at Shayne, taking a moment to think. "I..."
What were her reasons? She couldn't remember...
"The world is in a terrible state," she said instead. "The roads aren't safe. Someone had to do something. I don't think I'm afraid to die... I'm not sure I have anything to lose."
At the sound of the door, Estel jumped a little. Welcome? This man wasn't one of the Great Knights, because she'd seen them lined up in the hall earlier when she'd sworn her vow, but perhaps he was a full knight. He seemed like he knew what he was doing.
"Thank you," she said, curtsying politely in return. "Are you here to show us where to go?"
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My character's name: Estel Herald Character's journal link:Here. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Short black hair. Violet eyes. Petite, delicate-looking. Sixteen years old. Dressed in monochrome colors - black cloak, black-and-white dress, white apron. Crescent pin in her hair. Rank of character: Knight-apprentice. Sacred Points obtained: 0/100
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 5:00 pm
Dillon took in the other man's misty voice, careful to read if it contained any sort of offense that he would gladly apologise again for. He didn't seem too upset, which was a bit of a relief. Maybe he was just as tired too.
“Dillon,” he nodded, making eye contact with the other two women he hadn't noticed the first time.
“Hm.” He had wanted to respond to Estel's greeting, but stopped himself while mulling over the call to fight. He knew nothing about war or fighting, except that it was upon them and they had to fight. This... was a battle strategy room wasn't it? Dillon scanned the area, hoping to learn something, but there was a lack of context to some of the scribbles that littered the desk and the area. They'd probably be told what to do in due time, but for now -
Dillon traced a finger over the spines of the books lined up on the shelf. Llyr might have had the right idea to begin reading up on something. A dusty tome was pulled off the shelf, patted clean and opened. He furrowed his brow as he flipped through the pages. There was something very wrong about it, as if it had been corrupted – nothing in it made sense.
He glanced up from the book to look at Llyr, wondering if he had encountered the same problem. Maybe that was why he had the book upside down?
“W-What do you think of this?” he asked, presenting the open book to the rest for an opinion. Perhaps someone knew how to make sense of it.
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ANY ONE BASICALLY
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My character's name: Dillon Avery Character's journal link:here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A average looking young man who appears slightly more rugged due to recent events. Has a light-hearted demeanor, although often caught spacing out in deep thought Rank of character Apprentice Knight Sacred Points obtained: /100
A spritely little miss returned his attention, and of course she was the first to have her hand swept up in his, turned palm downwards so that he could lay a phantom kiss against the top of it. He never touched the skin, of course, because that was a little much for a first meeting, and he had a strict moral code to follow. He only touched the skin on the second meeting. Manners maketh the man, after all.
"My lady, if I could show you where to go, I would show you the world. But alas, I know as little as you do, and perhaps less! Haha! Ahaha. Ha. But I digress." No, he over-laughed, not digressed. Two different things entirely.
"Instead, you are the shining beacon of light worth following. Allow me, your humble servant, to introduce myself." He let her hand go, and bowed down in another flourish, this time deeper and with more pompous movement. "Sir Robert Morris, Knight of the Gold, and seeker of truth and justice. Honor me with the gift of your name, if you find me worthy."
Before she could answer (because he had the attention span of a bird), he turned again to look at the others in the room. "Have any of you been here long? Are we to map out our strategy and take on the fight from here? I demand the spoils of war!" He turned back to Estel, and winked.
luridel
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My character's name: Robert Morris Character's journal link:http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24688713 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER The thud you are now hearing is the sound of ladies around the world swooning, and Sir Robert is not sorry. With a broad chest and muscular arms, he embodies strength and power, enough to wield his massive greatsword, [ THUNDERFURY, BLESSED BLADE OF THE WINDSEEKER ]. It's his duty to seek the greatest of glory, even if he has to save every single damsel in distress all at once with his hand tied behind his back and his eyes closed. He'll do it, you know. He totally will. Physical Description: Sir Robert is draped in glistening knightly battle gear, covered by a silk robe that looks way too expensive for actual fighting, but that's fine - he dramatically rips it off before a fight anyway. This is immediately followed by a slow motion whip of his lustrous man of gold hair, that always seems to be blowing charmingly in the wind that doesn't necessarily exist.
Even indoors. HorseShire Horse named Galaxy Rank of character apprentice-knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 5:24 pm
Estel began to turn to inspect the book Dillon was holding out, which was why Robert was able to snatch up her hand without her noticing at first. She spun back to face him, startled.
"What? Um."
Who talked like that?
"So... you're a knight-apprentice like the rest of us, then," she attempted to translate. The moment he released her hand, she put it behind her back, just in case he tried to touch her again. "I'm Estel." She wasn't sure whether to be flattered or just deeply unsettled.
Probably a bit of both.
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My character's name: Estel Herald Character's journal link:Here. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Short black hair. Violet eyes. Petite, delicate-looking. Sixteen years old. Dressed in monochrome colors - black cloak, black-and-white dress, white apron. Crescent pin in her hair. Rank of character: Knight-apprentice. Sacred Points obtained: 0/100
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 5:24 pm
For a while, Hollandaise had wandered the halls, making a mental map of the part of Camelot she had access to. This door, however, she had opened it on a whim. And, when she saw what was inside, nearly closed it again. Instead she slipped in, fabric whispering about her legs.
"What an overly-frivolous display," she said dryly and moved to scan the map on the table. "Is it a part of the knight's code to attempt to woo every lady seen?" He seemed wildly divergent. It was awful and made her skin prickle as though it were too tight.
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My character's name: Hollandaise Character's journal link:Chapter journal | Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A small but curvy girl, Hollandaise has tanned skin and brown hair shorn off in a long bob. Her eyes are golden-brown and freckles are sprinkled across her face. As a knight, she upholds the rules of knighthood rigorously. Know your place. Rank of character Apprentice-Knight
