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@everyone I’ll introduce Snake and maybe add him tomorrow or something.
and I’m copying his description from the other roleplay.
He is twenty feet tall standing on two feet, seven and a half standing on four, and head to tail he’s about twenty-three feet (with the extra length added by his tail). He wears camouflage-colored, military-style clothing with several utility belts. He has dark brown hair that’s a bit long and extends down to the end of his neck, I think, and wears a gray bandana that covers his eyebrows and most of his forehead. His eyes are blue. Oh, and he has facial hair, although it’s short.
You know what? If any of you have ever played Super Smash Bros (Specifically the titles Brawl or Ultimate), my Snake is directly pulled from the character by the same name there. He just has a tail, wings, magic, and the ability to breathe ice.
"When in doubt, eat cheese crackers."-me to my charries who don't even know about cheese crackers
XD Zahlin and Rina are so funny. And I love Zahlin’s sword 😂
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:Ah, thank you XD
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Guys, I don’t know which is my favorite–Conviction…or Zahlin’s Sword….XD XD they’re both hilarious!
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LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333And there’s also Bloodsong, who will show up with Kate in a bit.
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NAZYRA
She was on the ground. Well closer to it than she had ever been in the last five years. Nazyra leaned as far out as she could from the window of the strange building she’d woken up in, trying her best not to panic. Where was she? The towering castle set in the circular city was entirely unfamiliar. It wasn’t like any other Underplace she had seen.
She pushed away from the large window. There has to be stairs around here somewhere…
A few minutes later she exited what must have been some kind of inn, though where the residents were she had absolutely no idea. She looked up at the sky, expecting to see at least one Spire city hanging above. Yet there were none in sight. None.
Blazing souls. How far from home am I?
Strands of lavender light flowed from her chest, the Essence forming agitated shapes around her. Nazyra fisted her skirt, a draping white thing with layers of rectangular fabric. She blew out through her nose, trying to calm her Essence. She started walking, knowing she’d go crazy if she didn’t start moving. Of all the inconvenient things the universe has ever done…
Nazyra didn’t finish the thought, turning down another street and smacking against something hard. It felt like metal. She yelped and leapt back as she realized that it was a someone. The man cut an intimidating figure, with plated armor, black hair, red eyes, and what appeared to be a metal arm.
“Ack!” In a panic she forced her Essence to from a purple dagger, which to her relief, actually worked. “Who are you? Because I will not hesitate to harm you if I deem it necessary.”
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:Nahim
Nahim looked at the purple dagger, than at the woman who held it. He saw her as not much of a threat, but he still had his metal hand resting on his sword pommel.
“Warrioress, amon. ” He bowed his head. “I am Lord Nahim Nayhelm, a child of Laxor, son of Master Anoran. You do not look Native, do you have any clue of which Galaxy we are in at least, Maid….?”
Maid is the term that a Realn uses instead of ms.
"You need French Toast."
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I’m not going to throw her in quite yet, but I figure I’ll introduce her (for anyone unfamiliar) now.
Katílía Atmor
Katílía (kat-ee-lee-a) or Kate for short is an Eìvír as well. Her sword is called Bloodsong. She is not very trained with a sword or in any other style of combat, nor is does she have enough self-mastery to easily surge her sword, but she is an Arcweaver.Although she lacks training in Arcweaving as well, she is still able to use its powers fairly effectively. Arcweaving involves linking Arcpoints together for various effects ranging from fairly simple to extremely complex. The main Arcweavings she uses are Arcshields—spontaneous barriers of energy—and Compressions, which create concentrated energy that can be shot as a projectile or used up close for a forceful detonation.
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I’m putting him in earlier in his arc than he was before. At this point, he’s still fighting the Imperialwing forces. I have a poem about it if anyone would like to hear it. (It was AI generated, then I edited it to flow better.)
Snake
Where was he???
This was too warm for a Krownest forest.
Which meant….
Oh, no.
He leaped up, shouting his friends’ names, but no one answered. With an angry hiss, he snarled to the air, “Take me back! Return me to my world unscathed!”
Nothing happened. His powers weren’t working right now. [They do work eventually, but I’m going to headcanon that the portal that sent him here won’t send him back until his job is completed, which overrides his own abilities]
Was this a dream? Did he die in his sleep?
He looked over his body, realizing the wounds he’d sustained from the recent battle were all healed, and without the use of his enchanted strength armbands (which were still tucked into one of the many pouches on his belt).
As he paced back and forth, he had the luck to step on a piece of flint or some other sharp stone. It didn’t draw blood, but it stung nonetheless. So not death, and not a dream.
Just his luck.
(maybe some other character finds him?)
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NAZYRA
“Warrioress, amon. ” The man bowed his head to her, apparently unperturbed by her threat, which unfortunately for her, probably hadn’t included enough of the threat part. “I am Lord Nahim Nayhelm, a child of Laxor, son of Master Anoran. You do not look Native, do you have any clue of which Galaxy we are in at least, Maid….?”
Nazyra stared at him. “What galaxy?” She demanded. Then another thing he said caught her attention. “Wait, you said you were a Lord. Are you from the Spires, as I am?” She couldn’t see his Essence, but assumed it must have been hidden under the armor. Unless he was Dim…
She looked at the sword at his waist. He was using a none Essence weapon. Though that was a smart idea for those moments your Intent didn’t form the Essence correctly.
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:Sorry that I haven’t explained this yet, but Nahum’s sword is a green crystal sword. At the moment, it only looks like a sword handle piece, but it can, when activated, form a green glowing blade. Again, I apologize for not specifying. He also has a gun strapped to his thigh.
Nahim
“I know no place called ‘Spires’. I am the Lord of the Nayhelm, who dwell on the planet Laxor, fifth planet in the tri-solar system of the Realn Empire, resting in the Wondian Galaxy.” He halted suddenly, stiffening. His hand clenched around his sword. He almost unhooked it from his belt, but didn’t. A word was about to form on his lips when he relaxed, shaking his head slightly. “What is your name?”
"You need French Toast."
#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)Ooohh okay! In that case Nazyra might assume it’s and Essence sword? But maybe not. Essence is the color of their souls that based on what they’re feeling they can form objects with. (I actually don’t know the name of their race yet, still working on that)
But thanks for clarifying!
NAZYRA
He didn’t know about the Spires. That was her confirmation. She must have been very far from her kingdom. The large pillars of rock in the sky were hard to miss. There were very few Surfacers who hadn’t at least heard of them.
The man told her where he was from, then paused, his very form seeming to clench. She eyed him warily. Her Essence dagger had started to fade away, and she tried to infuse more Intent into it. Just as suddenly though, the man relaxed, and he asked, “What is your name?”
“…I am colored Nazyra. Fifth Elevated of the Aselonce Spire.” She said slowly, then sighed. “So I’m guessing you don’t know where we are either.”
@jonas @anyoneSo, I was wondering what the tasks should look like? As in what are they, and what are the characters doing for them. Are they chosen by the king? Or do we just decide for the characters?
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:Nahim
“I have no idea. I’m unfamiliar with these people, this planet. Shall we head to the palace? Find answers?”
@everyone
I should probably explain that directly post Nanian war Nahim is gonna be very sensitive to certain things, more so than in the last rp. He will also probably refuse to help the Lillenings at first, since he is sick of war.
"You need French Toast."
#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)NAZYRA
“Shall we head to the palace? Find answers?” She debated the suggestion. But after a glance at the otherwise empty city, she nodded. Nazyra would rather traverse the foreign land with her new acquaintance than carry on alone.
“Okay, yes. That does seem like the best place to start.”
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:Would you mind if I drop Kate into that group, since they seem to have finished their conversation?
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