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 Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 5:41 pm
As the breeze caresses your skin, you realize that it is not nature alone that touches your body. As you turn, you come face to face with a woman who eyes and hair are as dark as night. Her tresses flit around you as she she is affected by the breeze as much as you. Nice night. She states without ever opening her mouth to say a word. The runes that litter her skin are glowing a feint blue, a sign that she has had relations with someone this night.
"Yes..."
She smiles and places a ginger kiss upon your cheek. Wake the others, we have work to do.
Beneath the Moon Light
In a world not unlike our own their lies a house surrounded by the woods. Within this house live only the most lovely and pleasurable of women. Long ago, these women were once a part of a tribe of warriors, but when passing nomads pillaged their village and found that the women refused to be raped or taken, their mage placed a curse upon them. They were only permitted to serve men, be their pleasure, but to never again fall in love.
Now, having no stable living to begin with, they have resolved to selling their bodies to royals with a taste for their skin. Each of these women serves the head mistress and what she says goes. Silent Rose is the only name she is called by and she is the last of her original people left alive, but she has not aged a day from that event, as it was her voice that began the curse and so it is her voice that continues it. Therefore, I bid you welcome to Beneath The Moon Light, a sanctuary for the cursed, and a breeding ground for dramatic pecuilarities.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 5:42 pm
Rules & Guidelines:
Okay people, you know the rules, keep it PG-13 or take it to a PM. I do not mind a little romance...seeing as to how that is what will undoutedly occur, but try not to have blazing hot intercourse out where the public can see it.
As for joining this thread, DO NOT PLACE YOUR CIS IN THE THREAD! PM it to me and I will take care of it. I will be NPcing some characters to make things interesting, NO controling MY Non-Player Characters, k?
CIS Form:
Owners Name:
Character Name:
Age:
Eye color:
Hair color:
Height:
Weight:
Any other description:
Personality:
How they came to live in the House:
P.S. You are welcome to be and outsider who wants to join in on Beneath the Moon Light's pleasantries. You do NOT have to be cursed to be a Blossom (name of the mistresses).Also, ask as many questions as you want. If you do not want to be a Blossom, but have some other talent, run it by me and I will see what we can do.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 5:44 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 1:46 pm
Illustrations(not my own) of Characters I will be NPcing:
Kara
Narcissa
Constance
Lilan (Lily)
Silent Rose
Aros
Some Background on the NPC's:
arrow Lilan and Aros are brother and sister, both born from Silent Rose herself, they posses the same immortality and curse. Lilan has been kept away from the task of being a worker in Beneath The Moonlight and mainly sticks to running errands. Aros is a guard for the Harem.
arrow Narcissa and Kara arrived much at the same time. Little is known of Kara as she does not speak, but Narcissa is a chatter box. She came from an upper class society, tired of being rich and decided that she enjoyed the pleasure of the flesh so she joined BTM.
arrow Constance is a mystery all her own. She speaks frequently, but never replies when asked about her past. Her age is indeterminate and she and Rose seem to have some sort of history with each other.
Ages:
Kara: 25
Narcissa:22
Constance:unknown, appears in her late twenties
Silent Rose: Nearly two centuries old
Lilan: 52
Aros: 52
((More may be added to this as the game progresses...if so, I may ask if anyone is interested in taking on another char.))
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 7:13 pm
"Matan do this, Matan do that! A man would think women would get tired of bossing his arse around" The belaboured bodyguard moaned, his back bent almost double with the weight of the buckets on his shoulders. "A hot bath would do our guests fine Matan, would you get it for us?" They had giggled, those wretched s! Giggling was akin to charming Matan. It was so...lovable. Odd, that a bodyguard would be affected such, but women were one of Matan's flaws. Maybe, they'd let him stay around later? He hadn't gotten more than three words in edgewise that last time, except to ask about how many buckets were needed. Quite annoying, it was. Matan shook his head, then hissed as some of the steaming water poured onto his hand and soaked into his sleeve. This wouldn't be one of those happy days...not if this kept up.
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 8:53 pm
Lilan walked forward, her deep brown hair ties back in a simple braid. She had donned a filmy, pale blue dress. Atop the breast of the dress was ornamentation marking her as an untouchable. She held in her arms several bound books and was rounding a corner right as Matan passed her by. Lilan smiled, her baby blue eyes alit with amusement. The blossoms were always putting the poor guard to work. She set the books down on a pedestal and rushed forward to remove one of the steaming bucket sof water from the hanger upon his back. She placed her hand as a balance to keep the other from falling forward and peered around the side with a pleasant grin.
"Need some assistance Matan?" She asked in her sing song voice. Once she was sure he had the single bucket balanced she stepped in front of him, her body leaning forward a bit so that she balanced on her toes."I think we need to hire some more hands to help out, what do you say?" She teased then gave his nose a playful tap.
((i.e:the pic of Lilan is a good example of how she dresses))
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 9:03 am
Matan sneezed as she flicked his nose, instinctively thrusting himself back. Of course, such movement upset the tempremental balance of the bucket, which gleefully dumped its contents down Matan's collar, sending him into hysterical yelping and hopping around to strip his armor off. His armor was angry at him too, for bathing it in uncomfortable water, and its metal set his skin to burning, until he dropped the steaming suit of leather onto the dirt ground, moaning as he touched his bare back. Even the back of his loincloth was wet now, he'd need to go find another...but for now, wet cloth was preferable to hot steel.
"More help would be very nice...yeaah." He groaned, trying to look over his shoulder at his back, doing everything he could to avoid looking at the almost sheer dress Lilan wore. Arousal would not bring him any luck right now, not unless he wanted a bath, that would likey make him as red as a well cooked lobster. No, he liked being human.
"Is my back burned badly eh?" He asked, his tone almost a whine. The prospect of spending a few days with ice pressed on his back didn't appeal to the man, but...if it got him off of work. A break would be very nice. And his prophecy was right, this was not a good day...maybe it wouldn't become a miserable day?
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 1:56 pm
Lilan gasped as the water poured down Matan's back adn she winced at the little circles he made, small whines of pain uttering from his mouth. She set her bucket and placed her hands on his shoulders. "Settle down." She stated calmly." Oh...I am sorry...I...I didn't mean to cause you pain." She looked at his back as he requested her to and bit her lip. The wound did not look so good, if it was not taken care of he would suffer for a few days.
"Oh...let me take care of this, all right?" She set her hands on his back and runes began to appear on her skin. She whispered an old tongue, singing lightly beneath her breath. There would be a sharp pang for him and then the burn disappeared. She pulled back and lifted the bucket back into her hands." Please...allow me to help you today. I...I have cause you great trouble...the least I can do now is help."
((Lilan and Rose are the only ones who can use rune magic. Lilan can only use it because Silent Rose taught her to. Also, it is not a common occurence...she just felt really bad^_^))
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 8:10 pm
The pain came as a suprise, as did his sudden hunger. Though, after a moment of confused blinking, he realized that it had indeed been magick that the had used on him...MAGICK. It was enough to make his skin crawl. Everyone knew magick existed, not many people knew its limits though. Matan had done his research, and thanks to the small Library in the compound, he had a chance to do even more, indepth studying. It was too bad he had about zero ability. It would be nice indeed to be able to give his wounds to an opponent during a fight, or other such things, but no, he had to rely on blades and shields and arrows, which...of the three, he liked arrows better. Arrows, in the hands of a good marksman, were a good way to keep out of harms way. A man with a sword can't hit an archer on a wall, unless his arms stretch of course...or he could make his weapon fly with magick. It all came down to the opponent, but Matan was still going to use the bow before the blade.
"Uhh, next time...eh...I'll get the ointments ok?" Matan rubbed the back of his head, messing up his allready messy hair. "I'm just not exactly...comfortable with the whole...touch me and no wound situation, as miraculous as that is...don't get me wrong eh?" Matan gave her a weak grin, then piled the seperate parts of his armor into his arms, over his shoulders, hanging around his neck, any place he could and began to walk towards the garrison, of which he was the sole occupant of.
"Oh, don't worry about helping, eh? Just tell those s they'll be waiting a bit longer" He called over his shoulder, then headed to get some new clothes and lay out what he had with him.
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 10:55 pm
Lilan sighed as Matan walked away. She hated being teh daughter of Rose, she despised being an untouchable and she abhorred how everyone just walked away from her in a nervous fashion. There was no socializing for Lily unless she wished to speak to Aros or her mother. And Silent Rose was the one person she never wished to speak to again, mother or not. She looked at the buckets and took them where they belonged, telling Narcissa that her bath would be delayed. There was a little complaining on the red head's part but she stopped when Lily glared at her.
The lovely untouchable left the room and headed for the garrison to speak with her. As she approached she saw her twin smirking at her in his usual fashion. "What is it now Aros?"
"Oh nothing...just the whole matter of you flirting with Matan again."
"I was not flirting with him!" She exclaimed, giving the guard a punch to the arm. He laughed and rubbed where she had punched him.
"Sure you weren't. He's in his room if you want to apologize...or do...anything else."Aros winked emphaticall and shoved Lilan into the garrison without listening to her retort. She snorted when she found the exit locked and set her hands on her hips. With a sigh, the brown haired cleric walked to Matan's room and gave his door three light raps.
"May as well warn him of Narcissa's mood..."
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 6:54 am
Matan flung the door open with a growl. He was half dressed, his tight crimson pants still unlaced, and his plain white shirt unbuttoned. His hair was in his eyes, and he looked ready to kick something.
"Aros! Can't you EVER....oh. It's you. one moment!" He managed to squeak out, before slamming the door back. Sound of hurried dressing came from inside, as Matan did his best to look presentable. When he opened the door again, his shirt was tucked into his pants, and was buttoned halfway up to show off his chest and the thick silver necklace that hung down on it. A small pendant hung from it, carved from a small ruby. His hair was tied back in a short ponytail above his neck. He looked as if he had just dipped his head in water for a moment to keep it slick.
"Sorry about that, now, what can I help you with?" He grinned heartily, stepping aside for her to come inside if she wanted to.
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 5:20 pm
Lilan could not help but laugh as the door was slammed in her face. She had not expected that and he had not expected her. it seemed that she was not the only one Aros taunted. When Matan opened the door again, he looked as presentable as any man should. She smiled, stepping inside and exploring his room curiously."Well, Aros sort of locked me in here. So, until he lets us out, I figured that I would tell you Narcissa is in a wicked mood. You know, her usual 'woe is me' trip that she goes on.Ooo."
The attractive untouchable tinkered with a blade Matan had hanging on his wall then turned around, poiting at it."I have seen you practice many a time with it...but why place it on a wall?"She shrugged."Nevermind me." The woman then went to circling Matan, observing his state of dress and eyeing the opening that revealed his chest. "You just keep getting taller...or I am shrinking. I hope I'm not shrinking..."She laughed and set her hands behind her back, her blue eyes sparkling with amusement.
"So, how may I assist you today?"
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