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Topic: Despair Q&A
Subject: Renee

Renee is an artisan, preferring to work with the written word such as in writing, calligraphy, and carving. She has even adapted art into her swordplay, and her rapier can cut just as well if not better than a knight's great sword. Perhaps it is bizarre in this age of guns, but to Renee, it's simply a matter of style, and she certainly considers it more of an art to wield a rapier with passion than simply put a bullet in your opponent.

Renee has black hair, worn in a long braid down her back, and kindly, sparkling green eyes. Although she is kind, she is reclusive, and keeps to herself, preferring not to get close to people. Occasionally, there are also mornings where she seems quite shaken. It's often attributed to nightmares, but if asked, she simply replies, "No, it wasn't a nightmare..."

She is seldom without her rapier, and is often, when there is free time, writing something. Poetry, short stories, prose, there are many things she writes, although she doesn't often share them.

On another note, she has a strange capacity for stealthiness, capable of keeping herself hidden, and often seems to have a sense for danger.

Posted on 2009-01-30 at 01:49:43.

Topic: The Pawsteps to Salvation
Subject: Very well

"Follow me then." Tear says softly, before, for the first time since the previous evening, she leaps into the light, becoming visible.

However, even as she moves forward, between shadow and light, leading them through the trees, it appears as though she is simply a flying shadow...

Posted on 2009-01-29 at 01:14:37.

Topic: Some Secrets are Best Left Buried...
Subject: Meera!

She could not get comfortable. No matter which way she looked, the dead walls stared back at her, uncaring. Were they getting closer? The shadows seemed to flicker at the edges of her vision, but would steady themselves when she looked at them. She could almost hear the wood creaking, unsteady, wanting to collapse. She could even feel the unnaturally smooth wood through her clothing, almost like the inside of some monster's mouth, threatening to devour her.

Despite the arrival of her meal, Shianna hardly touched it. She knew she should be hungry, but inside she felt so knotted up that she could not eat more than a few spoonfuls of stew. She could taste every ingredient within it. Some are familiar, even reassuring, while others are strange, and unknown. The liquid in the cup, ale as it was called, held a peculiar taste, not one that Shianna knew. This too, she simply set aside, almost untouched.

She was thinking about taking her bowl outside, when the pounding began. Had she been a more vocal person, she might have screamed. She just wanted to leave. Right then and there. She and Meera would-

Shianna's heart nearly stopped, skipping a beat, or perhaps two.


There was no thought in her action. Shianna just moved instinctively, running toward the tavern door, getting it open as fast as she can...

Posted on 2009-01-29 at 00:13:46.

Topic: A Local Legend - An Audalis Short Adventure
Subject: Acquirement of information...

Inwardly, Ocyari smiled. She was pleased, as she had gotten the information that she had thought would be interesting, and interesting it was indeed.

"Do not worry." She says soothingly, "The only ones who will know, are those who need to know."

Ocyari stands, setting the chair she was sitting upon back to where it was before her arrival. She curtsies to the barkeeper, "I'm glad I could help; it's not easy for anyone to keep their troubles to themselves, and not be able to speak of it. I bid you a good night."

Ocyari then returns to her room, changing from her dress to a more practical outfit. She takes off her earrings, and leaves them with her ring in her pocket. She would tell the others what she found out, but not this night, for she had other plans. It would be good to get a feel for the layout of the town, especially if the others decided they would defend it, and so, Ocyari quietly slips away...

Posted on 2009-01-28 at 22:31:34.

Topic: A Local Legend - An Audalis Short Adventure
Subject: A prearranged appointment

Ocyari ate dinner without much of a word, her mind dwelling on what would happen in her meeting. Still, she knew that thinking about it wouldn't make the time pass faster, so it slowly slipped from her mind, and after dinner, she waited in her room, washing with an unscented soap. There is no need for her to use perfume this night.

After dressing in a black, semi-formal gown, and resetting her earrings and ring, Ocyari checks the time. Nearly an hour, perfect. She returns to the bar, checking to make sure there aren't any other guests there, before turning to the bartender.

"What is it that you wish to talk about?" Ocyari asks, her voice calm and curious.

Posted on 2009-01-23 at 17:42:46.

Topic: Fields of Rune
Subject: I suggest...

Seeing that Shepherd had almost completely recovered, the little, blue haired girl stands. She sets her long hair behind her round ears with her hands, before stepping back, still facing the others.

"Well, I wouldn't suggest staying here." Marie says to the others, "There are many prying eyes..."

Perhaps unspoken, but also felt, is Marie's own sense of distrust. She did not trust others easily, and for good reason; she had much to lose.

"Shall we move to the forest? Don't worry. I am not a sprite, so I cannot bend the forest or anything." Marie suggests.

Posted on 2009-01-22 at 23:28:51.

Topic: Despair Q&A
Subject: Character statistics developed...

All I have to do is finish gathering a bit of equipment, some of her background information, and that's about it...

On another note... I've ended up with 50 Essence... why do I seem to have a tendency to make Essence-Well characters?

Posted on 2009-01-22 at 06:10:43.
Edited on 2009-01-22 at 06:13:19 by Reralae

Topic: Auguries of Destruction: The Linsemptus - Q/A
Subject: Thoughts...

Well, it looks like I can update again... however... I'm kind of concerned about the player roster...

As it is, there's only three players: Sib-kun, Vilyamar, and Okron (char will be introduced upon return to Wanqir), so what are your thoughts? Do we need other players, or are we fine with just us?

Posted on 2009-01-21 at 04:19:24.

Topic: Fields of Rune
Subject: Dinner?

"Dinner?" Marie asks, the word somewhat foreign to her.

Marie shakes her head, continuing to heal Shepherd, and maintaining the contact between her hands and his body.

Quite simply, Marie replies, "I don't really have to eat."

Posted on 2009-01-20 at 18:05:18.

Topic: Fields of Rune
Subject: The Key of Life

Marie could feel the change, even if it wasn't seen. The Taint vanished from her senses, returning the true Essence back to where it belonged in these wolves. She lowers her wand, and sets it in her pocket, quickly moving forward. They had attacked one person, who seemed to be in a good deal of pain.

"Be still." Marie murmurs, "The wounds may be mortal, but I can tend to them."

She holds her hands just a few inches apart, and they begin to glow with a white light. Without hesitation, she places her hands on Shepherd's body, and the wounds begin to close.

"I am afraid my power is slow, so we will have to wait for a while before you are healed completely in body, and spirit." Marie says gently, maintaining contact with Shepherd's body.

Posted on 2009-01-19 at 21:09:13.
Edited on 2009-01-19 at 21:11:38 by Reralae

Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: An overdue post...

Linnix was silent throughout the speech by Bartholomew, which was perhaps strange for the woman. Normally she wasn't ever at a loss for words, but this time, she was.

Just where is my place?

She quietly asked herself that question, but she already knew the answer, looking over toward Aelistae.

My place is by my sister... that is how it should've been before too... with Caera...

Linnix shakes her head, clearing her mind of the thought. No, that was in the past. She could not change the past, even if her heart wanted otherwise. But did she want otherwise? It was because of her choices that she now knew her place, and now she could do the right things, rather than be a measly thief. Still...

Home... it's been a very long time since I've had one... I've had places to stay, but not a home...

Linnix smiled. Yes, she could use a home. She also felt, more than heard or saw, Aelistae also accept the offer. That was all she needed.

"I have only one thing to ask." Linnix said aloud, pulling off her own cloak, "This cloak, although it was made by evil hands, is very useful for me. I'd like it if it were cleansed, and made to match the others. Although it was made by evil, it can do good now instead."

Linnix smiled, "Yes, I am too accepting your offer."

Posted on 2009-01-19 at 19:14:56.

Topic: Despair Q&A
Subject: True...

I suppose she would have a few Sight abilities if you consider it... I'll look into it

Posted on 2009-01-19 at 19:12:26.

Topic: Despair Q&A
Subject: Yay!

I really like the Witchcraft setting, so there's no problems there for me ^^

I'll write up a Mundane template for Renee

Posted on 2009-01-19 at 18:31:17.

Topic: Fields of Rune
Subject: Safe... for now...

Just as she thought, the wolves left her be... she is but a single, small person, and the wolves had larger prey of which to chase. Marie shakes her head. Did she need to be involved?

Marie smiles as the answer comes to her. Yes. She might as well. In any case, she was perhaps the safest, even if she did join the plight.

Slowly, she makes her way down from the tree, returning to the town. She straps her rapier to the side of her belt, but keeps her wand ready, before walking up along the street, looking ahead. There was the woman, Zau, who had spoken to her before, as well as another, who was fighting the wolves in a rather direct manner, and the wolves indeed are in between her and the two mortals. A couple of them catch her scent, and turn toward her, but she doesn't show fear, instead only raising her wand.

From the tip of the wand is an explosion of light, and a stream of colour shoots from it, impacting the first wolf hard, and knocking it to the side. Marie nods to herself. It wouldn't die, for she did not will the wand to use lethal force; instead it would exhaust the wolf's body.

"With one blow exchanged, now I am tied to this conflict." Marie murmurs, "And I know which side I have chosen."

Posted on 2009-01-19 at 05:09:52.

Topic: The Pawsteps to Salvation
Subject: Hmm...

"Is there a preference to which one being seen first?" Tear asks, "And what is your intent? To see, or to attack?"

Posted on 2009-01-19 at 03:38:12.

Topic: The Pawsteps to Salvation
Subject: Patrol Results...

Tear re-emerges from the shadow, although her appearance is very subtle, even to those who are looking for it, mainly due to her black fur.

Clearing her throat, Tear murmurs, "The humans are moving in two waves, one from the southwest, the other from the southeast. They evidently expected resistance, since they are obvious military units, but finding none, they are moving slowly, cautious. Much of the wildlife has already moved toward the middle and northern regions of the forest. I believe that's about all that's of interest."

Tear looks to the others, interested in how they react to her report.

Posted on 2009-01-19 at 03:28:52.

Topic: The Day They Woke Up on the Wrong Side of Reality
Subject: Beware my use of static electricity!

Galen quickly scans over the combat zone, taking into consideration viable options, before choosing the most applicable one.

Nodding to himself, Galen holds his index and middle finger extended on his left hand, drawing in the air a shape that one might say is an oval, as representative of the number zero. As his two fingers form the zero, small sparks seem to fly between the two, and he quickly murmurs the incantation.

Gectwd ao wsg hq etvkau!

With that, a lowly spark of electricity, a miniature lightning bolt, fires from his fingertips toward the enemy...

(We already covered which would-be-waylayer is being targeted over MSN ^^)

Posted on 2009-01-18 at 23:56:26.

Topic: A Local Legend - An Audalis Short Adventure
Subject: Doesn't sound right indeed...

Ocyari regards the bartender carefully. It didn't sound right to her, and she had known far less shifty but more untruthful people in her life. Was the shiftiness caused by distrust, untruthfulness, or just nervousness in the presence of outsiders? The first and second are far more probable, considering his occupation, where he'd have to deal with many strangers...

Ocyari shifts just slightly, fidgeting enough so that the bartender's eyes would be caught by her movement, before she looks into his eyes.

"Surely you wouldn't mind elaborating, would you? If you wish to tell a joke, it should have some more background, and of course some sort of punchline." Ocyari says, her voice calm and almost gentle, "I could even help you come up with it, if you wish, such a thing is a good way to initiate conversation after all."

(a sense motive for me...)

Posted on 2009-01-18 at 23:35:23.

Topic: The Pawsteps to Salvation
Subject: We, or me?

Tear nods, "Allow me to determine where the concentration of humans is the largest."

With that, she fades into the shadow, looking through the world of shadows to see.

Posted on 2009-01-13 at 03:12:48.

Topic: The Pawsteps to Salvation
Subject: Was I even asleep?

From the same shadow Tear was sitting in at night, Tear's voice is heard.

"Yes, I am here." Tear murmurs gently.

Posted on 2009-01-13 at 02:48:21.

Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: Provided it's resized...

Linnix might be able to use it, and get a stronger, enchanted composite bow...

Posted on 2009-01-12 at 00:07:41.

Topic: The Pawsteps to Salvation
Subject: Ah

Tear nods understandingly, "If you need time alone, just say so; we shouldn't have to use excuses among each other when we mean certain things. That way, meanings will come across with more clarity, and with clarity, understanding. Without that, misinterpretations are easy."

Posted on 2009-01-11 at 03:42:12.

Topic: Poetry of Reralae
Subject: Cheshire's Day

If I am mad, then I can see,
All those little holes in reality
Call me insane, and you'd be right,
But read my lips: it will be alright.

A smile here and a smile there,
What better way to get through the air?
A riddle yes, or a riddle no?
The answer is neither, don't you know?

I'll bid you adieu to your own plight,
But right now it is Cheshire's night.
So listen or not and I'll tell you a tale,
Do not fear, it will end without fail.

It begins in the woods of a mad place,
What else would one expect from Wonderland's face?
Two frowns through the woods you can see,
The faces of both Tweedledum and Tweedledee.

Argue, oh my, such a ridiculous sight,
One mad plight during the mad night.
And with both sides dearly holding a frown,
Clearly only one way did the argument go down.

"A tale that lasts forever will go on and on, you see,"
So said Tweedledum to Tweedledee.
"But not if the teller chooses it to end,"
Tweedledee said to his twin and friend.

So I said, "Hold this discussion, if you please,
For sooner or later your faces will freeze."
And so to my dismay, I really was right,
For their faces froze as a result of their fight.

Stuck with a frown in a world that is mad,
The twins quickly came about and really were sad.
As best as I could, I directed the pair,
To go see both the Hatter and the Hare.

To the tea party we went, following the path with ease,
For us, getting around Wonderland is a breeze.
With the scent of tea in the air,
We quickly found the March Hare.

"Today is a sullen day, with only a cup of tea,"
So said the March Hare, not happy, really.
So asked, did I, "So then, what is today?
For you are here while the Hatter's away."

"Hatter? He's gone on a business trip,"
So said the March Hare, taking another sip,
"As for the day, well, let's just say,
It's not my Unbirthday today."

What, for shame, the Hare sounded sane!
It's not like the date would bring him pain.
Tweedledum then said, "Even though you may be down,
Do you know a cure for a face-frozen frown?"

In response, the Hare pointed to a kettle that is blue,
"One cup of tea, or maybe two, and you will be as good as new."
Having no reason to stay of which I was aware,
I simply vanished into the air.

Along the path I choose to stray,
For I never do lose my way,
But hearing a thump and a sigh,
I choose to take a look and - oh my.

Ah, the familiar sound of 'I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!'
When will that rabbit learn that it is simply its fate?
Of course, fate doesn't matter to one such as I,
For I am simply mad even though I don't try.

"Now where are you going in such a big hurry?
Are you going to stop for even carrot curry?"
That is my question which I gave to he,
But he hustled and bustled and forgot to answer me.

So rude and impolite that I choose to say,
"Tell me, is it the Queen you are visiting today?"
Between gasps and breaths he gave a reply,
"Yes, and I must hurry or I will die!"

Oh, such is the life of one White Bunny,
He hustles and bustles and can't even be funny.
One has to wonder is he even insane?
For he runs in both shine and rain!

Still, he's no fun, so I choose to go away,
I even gave the Queen a visit that day,
So bored was I that I gave in to sane,
Or maybe not, because I wasn't vain.

What does vanity have to do with being sane?
I know that question is in your brain.
Now now, not understanding isn't sad,
It's just simply proof that I am mad.

Anyway, back to the story I will go,
For I have more people to tell, don't you know?
Now, back to my visit with the Queen,
To be honest, she really isn't mean.

True, she always says, 'Off with their head!'
But it doesn't always mean they will be dead.
I mean, look at me, I can separate at the neck,
But why do other people have to be such a wreck?

So said I, "Oh, Queen I have come to see,
Your rather ill-tempered majesty."
Of course, my greeting was rather well met,
By her screech of what you'd expect.

So, I simply took my head off to her,
And her face was picture-perfect, that's for sure.
As I quickly did my welcome, I decided to go,
For the sky greyed and decided to snow.

Since for a Queen of hearts that are red,
I'm sure she'd kill white if it had a head.
So snow is white, and so angry she'd be,
But if I had to guess, I'd say she does like me.

Of course, that is a rumour to one such as you,
Whether it is real or not, you have no clue.
That is my tale, one day in the life of me,
So I shall go, but be sure to say hi to Tweedledee!

Posted on 2009-01-10 at 06:01:53.

Topic: The Pawsteps to Salvation
Subject: Hmph

Tear looks sharply at Fyet, murmuring, "To atone for a mistake or an accident is only to fully admit that it occurred, and to set precautions to prevent it from occurring again. To punish yourself is to weaken yourself, which holds no gain for anyone."

Tear's eyes glance around, and she continues, "Also, there is no reason to set a watch for this night. As there is only us, even if the humans arrive at the forest this night, seeing it unguarded will put them off their guard, and so they will take a leisurely pace. That is one of the few benefits we hold being a small group, the advantage of being unknown."

Posted on 2009-01-10 at 00:18:50.

Topic: The Pawsteps to Salvation
Subject: With healing, the whole can be restored

Tear nods, watching the two cats apologize. That is good. Even if it seems only one side is at fault, hearing it from both sides makes the feeling mutual, which speeds up the healing process.

Tear steps forward, "Why don't we rest? We will have a long day ahead of us tomorrow."

Posted on 2009-01-06 at 20:23:14.


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