Attacking Percival - 0 Total Damage [ 1 of 3 used ]
"Why, Riley," Kostya said, full of mock pleasantry. "I truly hope this new you is a forever you. It's much more attractive."
hp 14
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My character's name: ser konstantin bashmet Character's journal link:here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER
With dark brown hair and two days of stubble, Kostya is a rugged, attractive knight. Although he's not the tallest among the knights-- measuring in at only 5'7"-- his body is honed from the training he did in and around his native villages, sleek and whipcord strong. He prefers to work at range, utilizing a large crossbow as his weapon of choice.
In personality, Kostya leans towards the stoic, although a cruel streak in him leads to humor at other people's expenses. He traditionally carries around a small flagon of alcohol, acquired through whatever means necessary. He lacks true compassion, and cannot process empathy in any significant amount, leading him to take advantage of lesser folk-- by manipulation or force-- to get what he wants.
Rank of character apprentice-knight
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Hitsuzen rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2Total: 2 (1-4)
Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 11:37 pm
Attacking Morgan - 6 Cumulative Damage
[Attack 2 of 3]
As soon as his strike connected, Yuki swung bodily back in the opposite direction, attempting to hit twice in quick succession. The second strike was weaker, but still effective.
The left sleeve of his tunic was wet and dark with blood, a hole near the shoulder where the he'd been shot with one of Kostya's arrows. He could feel the still buried arrowhead grinding and tearing at him, even as he tried to keep his left arm close to himself.
Adrenaline helped him ignore it, blocked out the pain for a time and let him fight.
And before he could make a third swing, he heard Riley's laughter. He turned to the sound, and the moment that he realized that she was there he was equal parts relieved and anguished. She was still under the spell.
"Riley," Yuki murmured. He swallowed thickly, words lost as he watched her praise and admire the bloodshed.
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My character's name: Yuki Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Reference here; without pointed ears. Rank of character Apprentice-Knight Sacred Points obtained: 0/100
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 11:41 pm
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Inaction had gotten the better of him, he had been much to slow and missed much of what had happened between all his fellows and the great knights - including some odd mirror manipulations apparently. Reasons and whys were not going to come to him soon, perhaps though Milo would have very much liked them when he came upon the sight of Percival - the knight he had chosen to follow because of what he stood for - had taken the life of Gawain.
Aa-what?
"Spell? Madness?" Milo knew he was late to the party but he couldn't have missed that much, could he have? What did Morgan mean by Percival being corrupted? Surely that couldn't be true - or maybe it could with what he had done? Especially for one who's code was to protect others, especially comrades.
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My character's name: Milo Hale Character's journal link:link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Milo is a tall young man, lean of build with short brown hair, bright green eyes and tan complexion. Always with a smile on his face and cheerful words. He likes to have at least one insanely bright blue item on his outfit. Rank of character Knight-apprentice Sacred Points obtained: 0/100
Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 11:48 pm
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It was safe to say Titus had been tuned out on what had been going on between the knights because he had arrived just in time to see Percival driving his weapon through Gawain's chest. He wished he could say that he was stunned but really what was surprising anymore? There was no real emotion as he watched the Great Knight being lowered to the floor, his last struggles failing him in the end.
The laugh was the only thing that shifted Titus' attention and he turned to Morgan wondering just how out of his mind he was though he couldn't say his words didn't hold some truth. It was no fault of his that Gawain now laid on the floor but that didn't really convince Titus who was right or who was wrong in the situation.
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My character's name: Titus Laburnum Character's journal link:Link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER He dresses in mostly darker colors, high quality tunics, fine leather boots, things that people would normally not train in. His black hair is short in the back but a little longer in the front and it often gets into his eyes but it helps distract from the dark circles from lack of sleep. Also pretty tall standing just under seven feet. LinkRank of character Knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
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its me debz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1Total: 1 (1-4)
Attacking Percival - 0 Total Damage [ 2 of 3 used ]
It infuriated Kostya to see that people were still attacking Morgan. Fools.
hp 14
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My character's name: ser konstantin bashmet Character's journal link:here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER
With dark brown hair and two days of stubble, Kostya is a rugged, attractive knight. Although he's not the tallest among the knights-- measuring in at only 5'7"-- his body is honed from the training he did in and around his native villages, sleek and whipcord strong. He prefers to work at range, utilizing a large crossbow as his weapon of choice.
In personality, Kostya leans towards the stoic, although a cruel streak in him leads to humor at other people's expenses. He traditionally carries around a small flagon of alcohol, acquired through whatever means necessary. He lacks true compassion, and cannot process empathy in any significant amount, leading him to take advantage of lesser folk-- by manipulation or force-- to get what he wants.
Rank of character apprentice-knight
its me debz rolled 4 4-sided dice:
1, 4, 4, 2Total: 11 (4-16)
Attacking Percival - 2 Total Damage [ 3 of 3 used ]
He flung his weapon at Percival once more, catching it on its return. At least he'd landed a glancing blow.
hp 14
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My character's name: ser konstantin bashmet Character's journal link:here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER
With dark brown hair and two days of stubble, Kostya is a rugged, attractive knight. Although he's not the tallest among the knights-- measuring in at only 5'7"-- his body is honed from the training he did in and around his native villages, sleek and whipcord strong. He prefers to work at range, utilizing a large crossbow as his weapon of choice.
In personality, Kostya leans towards the stoic, although a cruel streak in him leads to humor at other people's expenses. He traditionally carries around a small flagon of alcohol, acquired through whatever means necessary. He lacks true compassion, and cannot process empathy in any significant amount, leading him to take advantage of lesser folk-- by manipulation or force-- to get what he wants.
Rank of character apprentice-knight
Nio Love rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2Total: 2 (1-4)
Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 11:54 pm
Kostya's sarcastic little compliment was not well received. She picked up a handful of coins and threw them in his direction, childishly trying to fling them until they pinged off of his head. "Keep your little lies to yourself, troublemaker." She muttered, standing up straight once more. "If I continue, I will do so for my pleasure, not yours."
She heard her name, and saw Yuki - still just as hurt as he had been when she'd left him. Her hands ached to dig into the hole in his shoulder, and see how wide it could spread.
"You've failed, Kostya." She called out, though her eyes never left Yuki's. "Look at your prey. Standing there protecting one of these soon to be corpses. What a poor shot you must be."
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My character's name: Riley Illithadian Character's journal link:ok BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall, slender, graceful, and entirely obsessed with purity; Riley was raised from birth as a priestess of the light, and continues to follow the values and practices of her stringent sisterhood. She is always prepared with a ritual or a prayer to help purify anything necessary, especially the air and water surrounding them, or the earth beneath their feet. She does not like being touched, or looked at for very long, nor will she meet the gaze of a passerby for longer than is absolutely necessary. She is meek, humble, and completely unprepared for what lies ahead of her. Physical Description:CLICK HERE She wears an unadorned white medieval dress, and a belt of large, extremely heavy prayer beads as a constant burden to remind her of her duty. Her face is partially covered by a modesty veil, which hangs at the lower half of her face. Her eyes are grey, and her hair is black, with only the top layer matted into tight dreadlocks using beeswax - these are carefully wrapped and braided with purple and white ribbons. See this picture for an example of this hairstyle. Intricate filigree of some metal slips in and out of the top of her hair, weaving upward into delicate designs created with special religious significance in mind. Rank of character knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
HP: 24/30 Target: Kostya Damage: 2
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Warning: Riley is currently mind manipulated by the mirror and thinks she is a sidhe, she will attack without provocation.
Rhiannon watched as Percival struck Gawain, the once wise being spouting nonsense about corruption as he died at the hands of the blue knight. She could never believe that the noble knight she had sworn fealty to was corrupted, however, she could not excuse the terrible deed he had done. But looking toward Morgan, his crazed laughter ringing loud, even over the din of battle around them, she could not imagine a world where he would be the one to take the kingdom.
No, she wouldn't let her knight down. She had faith in him. And it was by his side that she would fight.
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My character's name: Rhiannon Character's journal link:Here~ BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: (See avatar and Legacy Alt art for an idea.) Rank of character: Knight-Apprentice Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
Rhiannon gripped her sword and ran to strike Morgan, however her blow was not as strong as she had anticipated and it barely grazed the Great Knight, much less hurt him.
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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
With a harder swing, Ri's sword hit her target, this time a little more forcefully as she gained confidence. There was no way she would let the mad knight win.
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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
And yet it seemed to be getting even harder to hit him. The young knight-apprentice tried her best to do some kind of damage to Morgan, but all that she managed to land didn't seem to be affecting him at all...
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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
The young knight in training couldn't believe what was happening. His breath was growing more ragged and strained as he watched Gawain attempt to retaliate. He felt as if his very soul was going to be ripped from him, burning, prickling, unable to move from his spot. This is what he got for giving into the conflict, it was only his own foolish karma coming to bite him in the a**. Squeezing his eyes tight Haze tried to convince himself that he did the right thing, that aiding in the downfall of Gawain was necessary. There was no going back now, and he had to be confident in his decision. But things seemed to spiral even more out of control. He didn't want this conflict. The white haired male started to feel dizzy, the pain becoming more intense as his legs grew weaker, almost giving out from beneath him before.. it all stopped.
Opening his eyes slowly, they would begin to winded as he witnessed the great knight Gawain with a weapon drawn straight through him. Haze mouth gasped open as he noticed it was Percival who was behind it. The way the green knight reached forward to try and seek justice, how the last remaining light flickered away from Gawain. It hit Haze, he had been apart of the knights undoing. But apart of him did not feel remorse, it only felt anger. His emotions still swirling in his mind as he listened as Morgan called Percival out. The two snapping at each other with such poison dipped words. Even through the almost heartless laughing Morgan brought, he was right. No matter how devious the red knight seemed, he hadn't been the one who finally broke the knights code and killed another of the Great Knights. Holding his hand up he would grip tightly at his scarf while the other clenched around his weapon. Watching as countless knights began to pick their sides again. He didn't want this, he didn't want all this unnecessary fighting... but a part of him did.
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HP: 22/30 Attacks: 3/3 Available
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My character's name: Haze Vix Character's journal link: [x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Stoic, Observant, Loyal. All qualities of the young knight in training. Possessing shaggy mid-length white hair with one side slicked back and cold gray eyes. Upon his torso he wears a belted black leather tunic with thick black chain mail underneath. Around his neck hangs a loosely hung scarlet scarf, while on his lower half Haze wears fitted black pants with knee high leather boots for ease of travel. Two belts wrap around his waist, holding a few very small leather satchels for necessities in travel. Rank of character Apprentice-Knight
Attacking Morgan - 11 Cumulative Damage [1/3 Actions taken]
Koray felt his heart stop for a moment. What had happened? Why did this happen? His eyes lowered to the ground as he heard Percival the youth sprang into action. Spinning his staff he narrowed eyes at Morgan. He had an epic speech ready he really did...only as he charged forward he...slid. On something he rather not know and...met the wall again...
Holding his head the youth muttered. "I hate walls."
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My character's name: Koray Karga Character's journal link:Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Koray is tall, lanky with long dark blue hair. Eyes are mismatched now. Left is a deep azure blue, right is a murky blue gray. The right side of his face is covered with a wide banded eye patch due to blinding wounds sustained during his flight to safety. He usually can be found in a Violet tunic and dark breeches. Dark knee high riding boots. Usually has his hair up in a puffy ponytail to avoid it in his way. Ivory skin tone. Around his neck on a leather cord is a coiled up snake ready to strike. Rank of character apprentice-knight. Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
Attacking Morgan - 15 Cumulative Damage [2/3 Actions taken]
This time the youth charged with more power behind it. Landing a blow he jumped back and slid to a stop. Yes! That was more like it!
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My character's name: Koray Karga Character's HP: 25/30 Character's journal link:Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Koray is tall, lanky with long dark blue hair. Eyes are mismatched now. Left is a deep azure blue, right is a murky blue gray. The right side of his face is covered with a wide banded eye patch due to blinding wounds sustained during his flight to safety. He usually can be found in a Violet tunic and dark breeches. Dark knee high riding boots. Usually has his hair up in a puffy ponytail to avoid it in his way. Ivory skin tone. Around his neck on a leather cord is a coiled up snake ready to strike. Rank of character apprentice-knight. Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
