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 Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 3:54 pm
Voustant raises his head and looks around. Not knowing what to do next he stands up. It seems his wounds had healed when he was sleeping. He stands up to stretch out his heads to over the top of his head.
"Awwww that feels better."
He turns his head and looks at the large slab with all the building materials to build a building.
"Hmmm I wonder what's going in here."
He looked around to see if anybody had arived since he fell sleep. He then looked towards the forest and started to walk off to find some place to stay since he was gonna be here awhile.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 8:38 am
Marks from walking around the forest, seemingly lost for the last few days, marked Rosie up and down her arms and face. She yawned quietly, coming out of the forest to enter a clearing. She noticed that there was a fondation that had been started on and some building supplies. Smirking, she looked at Naito. "We finally found it," she said to the black panther that was rubbing against her legs. Rosie purred quietly as they stood there for a few more minutes, looking around. Nodding to herself once again, they slowly disappeared as a mist came over the area.
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 2:12 pm
*Coming from around the corner can be heard by the ears of Voustant a terrible noise. Its the sound that a kitten makes after its front paw was stepped on. More percisly though it was the sound of Hytoshu ingeniously slaming the hammer on his thumb trying to nail a board up.*
GOD BLESSED MARY CHRIST BOB SAGET.
*He drops the hammer and starts to suck on his thumb.*
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 8:47 pm
((Seeing as how the dojo hasn't been posted in for some time I'm going to assume either everyone just up and left or simply ignore the fact their characters are here, since I doubt anyone'll post instantly after I.))
A light fog decended on the once fabled grounds of the Black Company Dojo, where once stood a landmark of the entire region now lay only a clearing with the halted work of construction. The fog enclosed the dojo's reconstruction ground on every side, the strange and somewhat unnatural fog billowing up and out towards the clearing though never passing more than a full foot away from the tree line. As if trapped in a strange prision the fog held it's place, blotting out the sun on occassion as it tried to raise above what ever force held it at bay, but alas not to avail any. Sound sounded near muted against the strange fog and anything beyond two or three feet into the haze became nothing more than a vauge outline, any further and it was invisible completely.
Sound muted, save for one noise...hoof falls. Horses, two of them by the sound, approached the Dojo's last known location from the north. The crackling of leaves, moist mulch on the forest floor being squished underhoof, lent weight to the sound, but because of the strange fog the sound barely traveled. It took a few minutes before the sound became bodied as a pair of traveler's forms could be see through the dense gray billows. Hidden behind the fog it was hard to distinguish one rider from the other, though one was slightly taller if not it's horse was.
And suddenly, as swiftly as the fog decended, the sun of the day burnt it away. At almost the same time the two mounted figures emerged from the forest, chatting away idly, or rather one was chatting the other staring ahead solemly...
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 8:56 pm
One figure, mounted atop an arch necked stallion, holding the reigs as if ready to bolt the animal to a gallop in any direction, stared in every direction at once. Clad from top to bottom in black, black cape and cowl hiding his face and features, with a black coat and breeches, along with black riding gloves and boots. Dressed as he was, a he was a general assumption when thinking of this being, it wasn't hard to guess that he was probably more deadly in the shadows where his dark clothes would easily blend in with the shadows.
The second figure, mounted on a fine mare and holding her reins with a carefree touch, calmly spoke to her companion as though the fog momentarily wasn't amiss or the once proud structure was completely gone, "I do believe, however, that the possibility for alternate realities can very well exist. For instance, what if I had chosen, moments ago, to turn away instead of comeing? That would have altered the future drastically, and thus created a new existance to be played through reality." Her words held a very careless tone, though her words themselves cameout in a crisp and clean voice with the sound of lectureing, which she was kind-of doing.
Either way it wasn't hard to guess the identity of the woman. With hair as golden as the summer's wheat and eyes blue enough for sapphires to look dull, Heswina sat atop her mount the very poise and picture of serenity. With a deep blue silk riding dress, a sparkling array of gem stones mounted in a choker style necklace that surrounded her throat, and a small pin and catch to hold what little hair she did allow to grow out to be tightly bound in a pony tail on her back.
Heswina, a manipulator and deciever, a weaver of nets and snares, once more strode within the demension of the Black Company, where super in-human creatures battled as great titans and strongholds held against the destruction of the planet around them. It was good to be back.
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 7:40 am
Heswina and her non-commentive friend continued riding forward, all the while with Heswina nattering on about some multi-demensional reality and different aspects of existance between these demensions as if anyone could understand the torrent of strange words being poured forth from her lips. Once a dazzling ruby red her lips no longer held the vibrant shine of her lip paint, instead her lips were of normal coloration and slightly wind-chapped besides. Though still a beautiful woman Heswina had either neglected or lost that which made her breath takingly so. Her hair no longer shone in the sun's rays, nor her eyes sparkle like the gems around her throat. Her voice was as plain as the rest of her, it's milk and honey sweetness replaced by a simple chime. She didn't seem to mind, however, with her fine wool cloak held closed with one hand to save off the cool wind she looked just another pretty woman out for a ride
The pair passed infront of the dojo with barely a passing glance at the structure, though the large fellow in black seemed poised on the brink of bringing his horse to a sharp gallop to ride dow any threats. Near enough any who walked the surface of the Black Company's realm knew of her, after all there were a scant handful who threw up as much trouble as she while in her reign. Newer additions wouldn't matter too much to her, because they were probably no where near strong enough to contend with the mighty titans who ruled the lands even if they did not know so. Xol, Focht, Mastema, KB. They were her main threats, Xol and KB most of all seeming they enjoy popping in on her to ruffle her feathers, and likely to be avoided at all cost. At any rate she would go find a nice spot in the forest to make camp. Fried rabbit sprinkled with some spicey herbs with bread and cheese still lay bundled up in her saddle back. A momentary grimace came to her lips, though her words hardly slowed, when she realized it was her turn to go out hunting. They never ate half so well when Heswina's hunting ability had to be put to the test. Switching conversation from demensional existance to seperate energy signatures and magical properties that adorn each dimension and whether or not each can be bridged, Heswina idly stroked the long wooden shaft tucked under the leg of her saddle. Just a shy taller than a full seven feet tall, it's bee's wax string safely hidden from the moist air inside her water retardend saddle pack, the bow easily tops the woman by a good foot and more. A mighty weapon designed for felling opponents a good five hundred yards away easy, it was a poor use in the forest where the over head brambles and branches would trip her up.
With a soft sigh, pausing in mid sentance, she decided she'd just ask to borrow his smaller hunting bow...again, and listen about how a huge club of a bow like her's is nearly useless...again.
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 10:21 pm
If the woman's guard was good, or the guard of her guard, they would notice a medium sized animal of some sort, ghostly silent and always out of direct sight, had been following them since they had passed the Dojo. Whatever it was had not attacked, nor had it advanced to a threatening distance.
That is of course, until the pair had stopped for the night. For then it boldly moves forward, appearing to have no fear. But what emerges into one's vision is man not beast.
To describe this one as tall is an understatement. Almost three meters tall, rail thin and whip-cord lean. His wildly spiked and brilliant red hair seems to glow and shimmer as he moves, so much so that it seems impossible that he could not be seen from miles away. His clothing is odd, a black chinese peasant's work shirt so long that on a normal man it would be more a dress than the well fitting sheath that gloves him. Tiny spiked skulls, flashing in silver, button the shirt along the long plain of torso from left waist to neck. Similar skulls dangle from chains that agressively mesh his black pants and dangle from his left ear.
You get the impression that he would pierce his face and body as well, but likes it too much.
"j0!"
He raises his hand in simple greeting.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 7:52 pm
((Cole, if you want to RP with my character head into the Forest thread. I'm there, been there for a while.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 12:37 am
"This place...It reminds me of...But it wasnt like this. Heh. Eh heh heh. All these useless patches of memories...or are they dreams or even tidbits of my imagination? Or maybe I'm living someone elses life by some cruel happenstance of fate or whatever bullshit people believe in. However it works, this place seems too familiar. It bothers me. It bothers me so much!"
The man speaking was fairly tall. Just about six and a half feet tall with dark brown hair that fell in front of his face, covering it partially from view. From under that hair, his eyes were just barely visible, but were quite odd in that when a glimpse of them was presented as the man shook his head to free his vision of hair, there was no color to the pupils and iris other than black. The rest of his eyes were white, the way they usually were with humanoid beings, though often with centers of various colors.
The clothing this man wore seemed very odd as well. Almost futuristic compared to what people around this land seemed to wear. He had passed through a few towns on his way in and had found nothing of use or interest. Just a bunch of meager peasants that all seemed prone to shying away from him as he passed through their towns and villages.
Looking around the area, the man grimaced at the scarred earth, bits of building, and evidence of people. "Why does this place beckon to me so?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 6:18 pm
Bella looked down at the instructions on a small scrape of paper. The paper was obliviously old and woren out; it was like she had folded and unfolded it a million times already. "I still don't understand how they can expect me to do this by myself. Why they didn't send at least one other with me... I doubt I'll ever understand," she murmured quietly under her breath.
It was hard to gage her age, if one was to look at her. It was as if...they're gaze would slide right off her face if they tried to stare to hard. Though she was quite attractive if one had to guess though, she'd seem like she was in her younger twenties. Bella had long curly hair that fell half way down her back, her skin was tanned as if she spent a lot of time outdoors, though the fact was she did the opposite of such. Her eyes were a rich brown color, full of questions and innocence. Bella was wearing a simple pale red riding dress that was spilt up the middle, so she could sit on her horse a correct way. She didn't wear to much jewerly, her Great Seperant ring was tucked away into a small bag that was safely tucked away into her belongings. A gold necklace hung around her neck, the charm was a simple quater moon.
At the moment, she was still riding the horse, but she was walking the mare at a slow pace. She sighed once again as she folded the paper and tucked it away into her pockets.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 6:25 pm
Ceasing his mundane ranting for a moment, the man jerked his head up and looked towards a most peculiar sound. He had heard such a sound a few times before, but the beast that made such footsteps still was unfamiliar to him. People in various places he had been recently called the animal a horse, or some strange thing like that. A much slower means of transportation than he was used to, that was for sure.
Looking to his left for a minute the man grimaced at the approaching sound. He also thought he heard someone speaking. Odds are there was someone riding that beast, as was usually the case whenever he saw one. For a moment the man looked tense, as if readying himself to attack or defend, but after another several seconds he relaxed and shook his head, grinning. "Those beasts and their riders are of no worry of mine. Foolish me."
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 6:36 pm
Lost in her own thoughts, Bella didn't realize that she was coming up to some old ruins of some accient building that had long ago been tore apart. The horse on the other hand did realize that they were nearly quite close to a man. The mare stopped in it's tracks and whinnied softly, "What?" Bella said softly shaking her head. Blinking slightly she realized that they had stopped, but she was to busy staring at the ruins and wreckage to think of too much else. "Why did you stop, Cheval? Is there--", she was suddenly cut off by herself when she realized that not to far in front of her was a rather tall man. Narrowing her eyes slightly, she studied him for a moment. Gently stroking the mare's neck, she called out to him. "Hello, there. Could you...help me? I'm looking for a Black Company? I was told, it should be around these parts. Or am I mistaken?" Bella started to nervously chew on her bottom lip, afraid she had taken another wrong turn somewhere behind her.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 6:44 pm
Staring at the woman with a blank look and those black eyes, the man shrugged and opened his mouth to respond, but cut short with a groan as he put his hand to his forehead. "Black...Company..." For a moment he looked as if the wincing of his eyes was in pain, but shortly he stopped and straightened himself, shaking his hair from his eyes once more. "Yes. I do believe that a place of that name should be here, though how I know I honestly couldnt tell you. This place beckons to me, yet there is nothing here other than a few bits of burnt building." Looking around the area the man sighed and shrugged once more. "It feels like there is something to the north, but I cannot be certain."
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 6:55 pm
Noticing his black eyes, she started to stare into those eyes, she wasn't being rude..she just hadn't seen such eyes once before. Shaking her head, realizing that she was staring at him, then he started to groan and touch his head. In a flash, she was dismounted and at his side. "Are you alright, Sir? What can I do?" She asked him, as she put a hand up to his forehead and started to use the One Power to see if there was any...oddities. Speaking quietly and trying to soothe him she said, "Don't be alarmed, I'm just trying to see if there's anything I can do to ease the pain..."
Bella watched how he seemingly bounced back from the pain, she studied him, still by his side not sure what was going on. "Could this be the man, I'm looking for? He seems to fit some of the describtions," she thought to herself, watching him closely. "I'm sorry to hear that.... Did you have loved ones here?" She paused, chewing her bottom lip once again, "To the north you say? Hmm, was you headed that way yourself? If so, could I intrude on you, and go with you there?"
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