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 Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 8:16 am
Introduction
 Irelual De'Rretep
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 10:48 pm
General Information Name: Irelual De'Rretep
Age: around 70 (have to work out with Emerald)
Class: Starting assassin
Weapons: Fans
The House De'Rretep is the second house in Llurth Dreir, Southdark.
Out of three daughters, she is the middle, but eldest of the twins.
More info coming soon~
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 6:14 am
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 6:15 am
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 6:16 am
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 6:23 am
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 6:24 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 7:36 pm
Growing Here is where I will keep track of her growing progress. Post for her qualifying rp links and her journals will follow this post. If you are interested in rping her, please message me.
Three personal RPs 1/3 (see rp links)
10 journals 3/10
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 7:47 pm
1/10
Her feet stepped lightly as she made her way through the Southdark. Irelual was in need for more herbs and plants for her poisons. Her teacher insisted on giving them something called homework. What a waist of time, she had more important things to do than mix potions right now. Though her older sister liked to borrow some of her potions. Ire wondered what she did with them. Though it was not her place to ask of her sister. After all, she was the elder sister, and Ire, as the middle daughter, had no place in asking.
She sighed as she looked through a stand and their selection of plants. Such rubbish, not the quality she wanted at all. Some of these drow had no respect for one of the daughters of the second house. Her head shook as she went on to another stand, picking through the selection. Deciding on a few, she tossed some coins at the shop keep and stashed them away. Oh well, she'll have to go ahead and get some of her other plants from her special supplier. Her feet turned and she made her way back to her house, glaring at others on her way.
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 10:46 pm
2/10
Irelual was grinning as she walked away from her special supplier of hard to get plants. Her much needed plants on learning poisons because she favored the path of an assassin, priestess' were over-rated. Bother her sisters were priestesses, Burryna was a high ranking one, and Irelual's twin was just starting out. Never herself did see the allure of being one, or the uses. She preferred having weapons and sneaking around. Oh the sneaking around she had done recently had proved to be ever so interesting.
She knew that her older sister Burryna had been up to something. After some following and such she came to a conclusion that her sister was planning to over throw their mother. How interesting would that be. Though Irelual did agree that it would be for the best now. Her mother barely did anything now and that her sister would be a better matron. She would try to take it herself, though had no experience in anything so thought it best to stay on her sister's good side. That way when the take over were to happen, her position would be good. Her poisons, she suspected, had already played a part some way in the take over. She did not know who they were used on, but was sure they worked to their fullest.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 7:47 pm
3/10
Light feet stepped almost silently through the halls of the feet's owner. Irelual had been out practicing more poisons and now had to return home. Though she did not have to sneak through the halls, she did anyway. Irelual needed to practice silence because her profession called for it. She was finding that her chosen profession of assassination was very interesting and more demanding than she thought it would be. Though still she'd never give up to be a priestess like her two sisters.
Down through the halls she went silently. Only she and her twin sister lived down this wing. Her mother had her own section. Her older sister also did, a perk of being a high priestess and the eldest daughter. Coming to her door, she opened it quietly and slipped in. Irelual flopped onto her bed and laid back, still thinking on her family. Perhaps she could acquire her sister's room if her sister become matron soon. Well that would be to come later and best not think on things of that. Sleep now was what she wanted.
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 9:46 pm
4/10
The houses guards were always rather soft around me. Never did they take me much seriously. I know that they are considered some of the best, and they should if my mother's house standing is not proof enough. Though they never are on as high of a guard concerning me or my twin. It was so easy to knock this one out to get a good view on what my older sister was up to.
It seemed to have payed off. I knew that she was sneaking off for some reason, but a male and one not much older than me. Very interesting. I wonder what he is being used for, my sister could do much better than that. What is she planning I wonder. I find this to interesting to pass up, perhaps I should tell my twin because this will concern us both. What is she up to.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 7:45 pm
5/10
A training exercise:
Irelual took in a deep breath, followed by a long exhale. Her hands went to her orange belt and from it took out both her golden fans. With one in each hand, her feet fell into their beginning stance. She closed her eyes for a moment as she took in another breath. Each of the fans remained closed as her arms feel to her side. In almost a flash her eyes opened and she took a step forward, one of her arms extending a fan forward in a jab. Her feet moved again and she spun around, as if to dodge an imaginary foe. The orange fabric of her dress swirled around her feet.
For a while she continued like this, keeping both fans closed for her imaginary fight. Again she spun around but this time she snapped both her fans open. From an aggressive fighting style she fell into more graceful movements. As she went, one of her feet fell back and she extended the other in a forward slide. Her back leg bent to support under her and the other was stretched pointed forward. One arm held a fan to the front and the other was behind her head. Hearing a noise approach her from behind, both of her feet kicked herself up. She turned to the side and one of her gold fans stopped right at the throat of the drow who had snuck up on her training. Her eyes looked over a rather scared servant who was coming to tell her that dinner was ready. Instead the servant fell over in shock and fainted. "We need better servants..."
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 10:44 am
6/10
It would seem that dearest mother has past away. She was getting old but knowing my darling sisters so well I am suspicious. Not that anyone else would catch on but I know better. My eldest sister Burryna has been out of the house more recently. Her attitude seems a touch different as well. I do not think our younger sister suspects anything but I do. Personally I think the house will benefit more with her leading it, mother never really did anything. Nothing that would be considered a milestone for the house ever happened with her ruling.
Perhaps my sister would be able to move our house up, to the top position. I am to young now but I am considered the next in line. This is quite a position I am in, my younger twin may be jealous of me (though I can take her if it comes to that). Burryna doesn't see me as a threat, she shouldn't yet. I've decided that for now I shall stay at the house and watch what unfolds, I feel as though something will happen.
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