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 Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2006 10:52 am
Mentekai Hayabusa DarkRaven1217 (((No he can stay, perhaps tone it down a bit and perhaps use some of the Races I have listed, perhaps an Azerian, Nazuren half blood. Thus giving him power over the elements and telekinetic and telepathic abilities. Or perhaps a Celtarie and Valtera cross breed, giving the powers of shadow manipulation and shape shifting. So just choose two races if you want to have a larger variety of powers. Other than that you should be fine. 3nodding So welcome to the Ashen Blade RP
~Crow~))) (( As a matter of fact, Im about to create a different character for this RP. I decided to save that character for a RP that I am constructing at the moment, where the entire RP revolves around him and a group...well I dont want to give it away, so you can check it out later. As soon as I finish with a new character, I will post the profile. ))
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2006 8:32 pm
The mouse scurried away quickly, dropping down the steps silently. It reached the bottom of the steps and shapeshifted into her human form.
She watched as Issildia slowly descended down the steps, her hand leaning on the cold stone wall as she waited. Kobra's violet eyes regarded the woman as she spoke, "Thinking about the man up there? Whether he is truly being honest?" A sly grin split across her face as she waited for a response.
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2006 8:40 pm
Issildia smirked, "A Valterian spy..." she said musingly with a slight smirk. In the same moment she turned around drawing her blade in the same swift movement, so that the tip of the sword was pointing at the woman's neck. "Now what would one of your kind be doing in the Aldrene desert within the lands of the Ryera?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 12:26 am
Kobra feigned innocence, saying in a mocking tone, "A spy? No, not currently." A true smile spread on her face, lighting up her eyes, making her look more like a girl than before. "Perhaps you are in need of a Valterian in your group? I am looking for employment, after all."
The coolness of the sword's steel radiated towards Kobra. She could feel it's menacing point, but was not surprised. Valterians were not commonly trusted because of their shapeshifting abilities..not that she would blame them. With a single finger, the young blonde pushed the sword downwards before stepping away. "Lustful for blood to be spilled?" Kobra taunted the woman.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 7:49 am
Streak began to descend behind Issildia. He noticed the Valterian and jumped. The last Valterian he had ever seen was his own mother. He wasn't afraid of her, just shocked to see a Valterian. He didn't speak.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 8:21 am
"Enough blood has been spilt this day." said Issildia darkly towards the valterian as she slowly sheathed her blade, though she allowed the hilt to remain a few inches out the sheath, to make it easier to draw, should the situation call for it.
"You did not answer my question." Issildia added coldly. "What is your business in the Aldrene desert?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 8:48 am
She looked at the man jump at the sight of her, and looked down to see if she had shapeshifted nakedly. Grinning with amusement at his reaction, Kobra said cooly, "I thought this desert was a legend..apparently not. I caught word in the city that you were headed for the Aldrene desert and decided to tag along."
Her violet eyes turned from the woman to the man. "I haven't told you my name, and you should know I don't give out my name often." She held out a tattooed hand, while saying, "My name's Kobra, pleasure to meet you." The last four words could be felt as hollow, empty words that did not hold anything of pleasure at all.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 9:19 am
Issildia continued to look at her icily. "You travel through the Aldrene Desert, just to 'tag along'" Issildia said, her last two words holding a sarcastic edge.
"Who are you working for?" Issildia asked harshly. "Who is your client?" she asked repeating her question with the same harsh tone.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 8:45 pm
She grinned. It was visible this young Valterian was not aware of the danger she was in, she seemed to bathe in it with glee. "Yes indeedy, just to tag along." Kobra had caught the sarcasm, and for the first time a dangerous gleam entered her eyes.
"I work for no-one. I currently have no client, but I see you do not want a professional shapeshifter in your group." Kobra deep violet eyes stared into the woman's. "I told you my name, yet you have not told me yours. Nor has the man behind you." Her mouth spread into a sly grin again, "Clearly, you are not as noble as you seem."
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 9:49 pm
Name: Key
Age: 24
Race: Valtera
Gender: Male
Weapons: His Weapon "Void", A kantana looking sword, it's hilt down and up is red with golded in the middle, the blade it self shines green, makeing an aura that was warm when silent and peaceful. But when furious and blood around, it burned green, infernal flames came to it.
Powers: shapeshifting into various animals that he's seen, He know's techniques with his sword aswell. he may imitate another aswell, a person's appearance. In some cases he could bring up winds, still he doesn't know how he is doing what he is doing.
Allignment: Neutral
Appearence: His human apearence is darkish brown hair that waves a bit with the wind, his grin is usually a toothly one, his eyes darkish grey. He has a scarf that hangs from his neck most of the time, and a necklace that stays hidden under it. His clothing seemed darkly with his Red Scarf, his shirt is held by a button, and a black undershirt aswell. His pants seemed like armor, but they were simply leatherish. To his right eye was a head band covering it. leaving one grey eye to see. He wore shoes that were darkish, battle shoes you might call em. His skin a light brown, a handsom face.
Biography: Key, a born assassin, built in by his own skills, Raw skill you may call it. He fights and kills, spies and gains money for his own survival.
He never seen a real home...only Inns and maybe if he was lucky a nice spott in a forest. He is usually always on the move. he has many thoughts of why he lives to be in this world. A Valtera..
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 6:12 am
2wish She grinned. It was visible this young Valterian was not aware of the danger she was in, she seemed to bathe in it with glee. "Yes indeedy, just to tag along." Kobra had caught the sarcasm, and for the first time a dangerous gleam entered her eyes.
"I work for no-one. I currently have no client, but I see you do not want a professional shapeshifter in your group." Kobra deep violet eyes stared into the woman's. "I told you my name, yet you have not told me yours. Nor has the man behind you." Her mouth spread into a sly grin again, "Clearly, you are not as noble as you seem." "And when was nobility based upon the giving of a name?" said Issildia, again a sarcastic twinge could be heard in her voice. She was silent for a moment before speaking again. "Issildia Nevar." she said tightly finally answering the woman's question.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 6:13 am
Silver_Flare304
Name: Key
Age: 24
Race: Valtera
Gender: Male
Weapons: His Weapon "Void", A kantana looking sword, it's hilt down and up is red with golded in the middle, the blade it self shines green, makeing an aura that was warm when silent and peaceful. But when furious and blood around, it burned green, infernal flames came to it.
Powers: shapeshifting into various animals that he's seen, He know's techniques with his sword aswell. he may imitate another aswell, a person's appearance. In some cases he could bring up winds, still he doesn't know how he is doing what he is doing.
Allignment: Neutral
Appearence: His human apearence is darkish brown hair that waves a bit with the wind, his grin is usually a toothly one, his eyes darkish grey. He has a scarf that hangs from his neck most of the time, and a necklace that stays hidden under it. His clothing seemed darkly with his Red Scarf, his shirt is held by a button, and a black undershirt aswell. His pants seemed like armor, but they were simply leatherish. To his right eye was a head band covering it. leaving one grey eye to see. He wore shoes that were darkish, battle shoes you might call em. His skin a light brown, a handsom face.
Biography: Key, a born assassin, built in by his own skills, Raw skill you may call it. He fights and kills, spies and gains money for his own survival.
He never seen a real home...only Inns and maybe if he was lucky a nice spott in a forest. He is usually always on the move. he has many thoughts of why he lives to be in this world. A Valtera..
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 6:21 am
The young Valtera pretended she held a hat and bowed. "Pleased to meet you," she said, obviously meaning her words.
Kobra nodded at Issildia, "So, Miss Nevar, would you like my services?" She smiled before glancing at the man behind Issildia and watching him with a strange, mischievous glint in her eye.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 7:58 am
Streak continued to remain silent. He was expressionless.
((This is probably the least RPing I've ever done in the sense of my actions.))
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:59 am
Streak Lightening Streak continued to remain silent. He was expressionless. ((This is probably the least RPing I've ever done in the sense of my actions.)) ((Well you could speak up razz Or move to attack me, or discuss with issildia...u dont just have to stand there...))
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