Xarl merely snorted at the thanks offered from the princess, he was not going to fall into the trap of civility he had previously fallen into. Instead he only slightly narrowed his eyes at the royal before turning the page of his book, engrossing his mind in the depths of Riyanna’s grandiloquent...
Alton found that his mind itself was being filled with another entity, as though the screaming was not only his own but that of another mind. This only compounded upon the pain, perhaps it was a sign that the intense pain was driving him further over the edge of madness. The man wanted to cry...
Iona approached the creature bound before her, her hand reaching out to lightly brush at the girl’s hair. She sniffed at it for a moment; it reeked of the civilized world which was as foreign to her as the sky was to those ground bound. The witch released the lock of hair and started pacing...
His curiosity was going to get him killed, that much was for certain. Ignatius knew very well the dangers of his current endeavor; however he couldn’t just let the possible advances go. As dangerous as the affair was going to be, if he survived then he’d gain enough knowledge to hopefully begin...
Fixed the issue. Also, just a little thing I noticed but in the OOC section you listed the magic types but not the types of mages in the class section like Shamans, elemental mages, monks, and their higher classes of Druids, Sages, and Bishops. Oh! Also, are you allowing the Healer class and...
...needless to say they would likely not work well together at first.
Family:
Father: Alive
Mother: Comatose but alive
Younger Sister: Alive
* Warrior Class: Fire Mage
Equipment:
Vulnerary (x3)
Fire Tome
Biography: Born the eldest child, Nymra felt the pressure to succeed in...
Xarl finished sketching out the diagram of the font needed; clenching his jaw at the thought of how many resources would need to go into this. First there was the need for labor to actually build the thing, which was much larger than he had first anticipated. He would not be able to fit it...
Today was the day. A full year had passed since first the agreement had been made in blood, a rather binding arrangement to be certain but one Iona was happy to have made. Willowbrook was the name of the destination today, a small little village north of her swamp. They had been all too happy to...
Xarl was a bit taken aback with how she had exploded on him, his brows shooting up at her fiery tirade against him. So this was what it was like to be hated, the sorcerer had never actually come full face with the vocalization of it. People had looked down upon him most certainly, they had...
So Maevis truly comprehended the predicament, interesting. That made is task a little easier in some ways though it was a little more difficult in some others. It showed that she was no airheaded princess; she had a modicum of common sense which meant he would need to watch himself more than he...
Xarl noted the stack of books Maevis set down upon the table; she was obviously quite the avid reader although she could well be stocking up for a long wait in her room. The sorcerer shrugged them off as unimportant; he was certain that as far as books went there was nothing overly useful here...
Howdy there, I was hoping I might interest someone with a possible plot with a character I recently created. Her name is Iona, here the link to her CS. http://www.rpnation.com/showcase/iona.3646/
Anyway, this would be fantasy and supernatural obviously from the character lol. Essentially the...
As Maevis moved about looking for her books, Xarl slowly expanded his own shadow and willed it to rise up from the floor. The casting of controlling one Shade was not exactly a difficult task, made easier when his own shadow was available. The creature of flickering shadow rose up before him and...
Xarl noted that Maevis took his words rather easily, though other than that it was extremely difficult for him to get a feel for her emotional state. Flesh concealed thoughts within the skull though it betrayed those thoughts often enough, it appeared that the little princess’ flesh was not...