Dillon cast a glance at Robert and cleared his throat dryly.
Was it something about the blond hair?
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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
Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 5:29 pm
[Ruth enters]
Ruth didn't know why she felt compelled to linger in the war room. Perhaps she hoped she would find Knights engaged in an intense discussion on strategy or the dire state of affairs. Perhaps she hoped she would have something to observe if not learn from. Instead she hushed any sort of optimistic drivel and told herself she should be so lucky. So when what she found was a handful of apprentices engaged in chit-chat, the blonde woman could not find it in herself to be disappointed.
The booming greeting startled her, visibly. Her hand pressed against her chest, as if the pressure could calm the sudden, frantic pounding of her heart. When she turned towards the source, Ruth could not help but stare at the grand specimen of masculinity.
Her feet moved of their own accord, as if seeking council for her opinion. "Marvelous is he not?" she murmured in a voice that sounded more like it ought to come from a massive man of great stature and command, not this frail package of skin and bones.
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My character's name:Ruth Character's journal link:[x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Short, blonde, and frail-looking, Ruth's eyes are always obscured either by her bangs or by a headgear. Rank of character Apprentice-Knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
"Indeed, indeed. At least for now." He looked entirely too confident that he would be moving up the ranks soon enough, and there was a moment where he stood there and dreamt that he one day might be king. Lofty aspirations made his eyes turn glassy, until he shook himself out of it. "Estel! Estel. The name rolls off of my tongue like honey. The heavens themselves sing their praises with nothing more than your name as their hallelujiah." A little over the top, but who was surprised? He smiled, with perhaps the slightest hint that he knew he was a little too much to bear, in the hopes she forgave him for his indulgences. "It's a true pleasure to meet you, Estel. AND ALL OF YOU!" He swung his arm out to indicate the room, his hand coming an inch from slamming into her head with the movement.
He stopped flourishing the moment a catty woman began to chide him for his boisterous demeanor. "My dearest, loveliest lady. I could no more woo a lady than a hummingbird could woo a flower. It is they who woo me, and charm me with their presence. You cannot hold me negatively accountable for my appreciation of beauty, and grace. I am an observer of the world, and its true riches."
He bowed, a little less deeply for her than he had for Estel. "Would you grace me with your name then, since you have done me the honor of speaking with this lowly soul?"
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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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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 5:53 pm
"Mmm, I suppose it appeals to some," she murmured at Ruth. To Robert, she curtsied back; it was only polite. Hollandaise wondered briefly where she'd learned to curtsy even though her fingers were calloused. It seemed odd, in a way.
"I suppose, then, you may term me Flower, Sir Hummingbird." She saw no need to offer her name when he had offered up such substitutes. "I may hold you accountable for anything you do. There seems to be no self-restraint in you." She smiled and tilted her head, perfectly polite.
She turned to Estel and curtsied as well. "Though my praises are not as grand, I am pleased to meet you, Estel."
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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
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 5:57 pm
"Nice to meet you," Estel echoed faintly, taking a step backwards to avoid being hit in the head. She was genuinely relieved when Robert turned to address someone else, and startled when the girl turned to her, too. She curtsied in return, smiling. "Flower? It's nice to meet you, too."
She wasn't sure if that was her real name or not, but if it was what she wanted to be called, Estel wouldn't question it.
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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 5:59 pm
"Isn't being alive is something not worth losing?" He mumbled to himself as he heard Estel commented. He clutched one of his hands to his chest. "He wasn't even sure why he was becoming a knight in training himself. He fleet like he knew to answer and it's something that is really simple. Yet, he was having a hard time grasping it. When he heard this massive voice from behind, he turned around to see who it was. However, to his surprised it was a frail looking girl with blond hair. "H-Hey there. M-My name is Shayne McQueen." He told the blond haired girl with a smile.
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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.
The quest to find the infirmary wasn't going so well. Shun just found himself in the war room, where there were a lot of people. Maybe, by some off chance, one of them was a medic. His left arm was bleeding, but so were a few other parts of his body.
Because sparring with practice blades was for weaklings.
He let out a grunt as he looked around and observed who was all in here. There were a lot of books and maps as well, from the looks of things. Not much as far as medical supplies went.
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My character's name: Shun Kuroda Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark haired and cloaked. A sheathed katana rests at his waist. Rank of character apprentice-knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 6:09 pm
"What's your name?" Estel asked Ruth, smiling - before the noise of the door opening again distracted her. "Hello," she began, and then, frowning and moving forward, "You're bleeding!"
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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 6:14 pm
[Entering - Johan]
Johan was close on Shun's heels, cradling one of his arms, which had received the brunt of Shun's attacks. There was a slowly spreading red stain on his shoulder from a deep cut there, and a particularly painful cut along his side. Still, being the winner of the sparring bout, he was better off than his partner.
He cleared his throat.
"Medic?" he called out into the room. Considering its occupants, he doubted that there was one here, but hope springs eternal.
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My character's name: Johan Klarstein Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Slim and of middling height, Johan is about as pale as they come. White-blonde hair, light blue eyes, and very fair skin. His emotions tend to range from mildly annoyed to full-on grump mode. Rank of character Knight-Apprentice. ** DONT FORGET TO DISABLE YOUR SIG WHEN POSTING**
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 6:20 pm
"...and you're bleeding, too!" Estel wrung her hands, glancing around for medical supplies in the room that very definitely did not contain any medical supplies. "Are we under attack?"
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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
"Sir Hummingbird!" Robert looked intensely pleased at the new nickname, his grin beaming with the brightness of a direct beam of sunlight. "And so it shall be, my lady Flower! Estel, and Flower." He pointed gently at each as he said their names. "I am truly in the finest of company. And who else do we have here?" He'd caught the tail end of the conversation between two others, and heard Shayne introduce himself. He offered Shayne a curt nod of greeting, before catching sight of a man entering the room already bloody. Soon after, a second approached. Robert looked shocked; and more than a little jealous.
"HOLD ON, WAIT JUST A MOMENT! Have I missed a glorious battle already?" He reached out and grabbed Shun by the shoulder. "Good sir, tell me where your honorable wounds were inflicted, that I may surge forth into battle and take your place!" Was he hopping from foot to foot a little? Maybe. Don't judge.
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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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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 6:25 pm
Hollandaise blinked, momentarily baffled. "Surely there's not a battle within Camelot walls. What, exactly, would be the point?" Hollandaise turned to one of the bleeding people. Digging around in her pouch, she produced a small roll of bandages and brandished them.
"Here."
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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
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 6:26 pm
Somewhere a ruffle of robes and a thump of a tomb could be heard as Roland moved from in the back of the library at the call for a medic. He moved quickly, with purpose, something he had almost lost, but with his memory gone it became fresh again, the memory of helping and protecting gone, but the core of the idea still there
"Sir? You called for a...." there was a pause, "What in the name of the king are you doing getting cut up like that?"
The acknowledgement of her question was received with a small smile and a nod of understanding. Ruth did not offer up anything else, neither thoughts nor further opinions, not even her name while she greedily hoarded theirs.
That is up to the point someone specifically asked for it.
From behind her blonde bangs, Ruth studied Estel then the red-haired fellow, the small, pleasant smile on her face never wavering. The loss of her memory meant the loss of her vow of silence. And the loss of this vow, coupled with the lack of remark on her voice, meant she would answer, "Ruth."
She gave them a bow, though it was more a deep nod. When she straightened, she debated on contributing to the conversation but the arrival of injured people spared her of the task. The blonde woman turned to Shayne with a tilt of her head, as if waiting to see what he would do and how he would react to the situation.
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My character's name:Ruth Character's journal link:[x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Short, blonde, and frail-looking, Ruth's eyes are always obscured either by her bangs or by a headgear. Rank of character Apprentice-Knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
Shun looked over at the girl that exclaimed over his and Johan's injures.
"Thank you for pointing that out," he grumbled, "I was not aware."
Before he could answer her question about being under attack, the hulk of a man had grabbed onto him. Gritting his teeth, he shoved him back to get away. Personal space. Please.
"We are not under bloody attack. I sparred Johan in the courtyard. That is all," he huffed out, motioning to the other wounded man.
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My character's name: Shun Kuroda Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark haired and cloaked. A sheathed katana rests at his waist. Rank of character apprentice-knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
