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Post by Miki Sayaka on Dec 29, 2015 17:31:07 GMT -6
The grin on Murm's face dropped as more recruits seemed to join and began conversing amongst each other. While he had some motive to be here seeing just how many people he would be spending his time around made him reaffirm just how important this motive was. Clearing his throat quietly he brought his hand around to the front of has body and tugged lightly on what remained of his robe. His heel tapped on the ground as he put the arm back behind him and began slowly backing away from the group. While he had his reasons for considering this he was unsure that it was high enough of a priority to put himself around so many others for an extended period.
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ChibiGissy
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Post by ChibiGissy on Dec 29, 2015 17:33:57 GMT -6
Name: Monaiya Hokania Age: 14 Personality: Bubbly and quite the jokester but knows when the situation is serious. Can be hard on herself. Uses stupid jokes to make herself feel better given the past she has. Fighting Capabilities: She does the occasional punching and kicking. Lodestione Abilities are wind powers. She lashes at enemies, as well as blowing them away to other people Backstory: Due to living with a family that has members that don't have the best history with lodestones (mainly her aunt, who uses it to to bring husband back to life which led to the aunt's execution.), Monaiya tries to be careful with her lodestone as possible. Her parents had a divorce, due the the family lodeston history. She dealt with her mother's boyfriend and father's girlfriend putting her down, saying they will pull the same thing the members of the family had pulled with the lodestones but she will prove them wrong. In order to keep herself going, she has to tell incredibly lame jokes to keep herself going Additional Info: She only have on lodestone. And she's 5'3'' Physical Appearance: ---- Monaiya walks through pathway to her destination. "Okay! Time to prove those jerk-wawds wrong! It will be another bites the dust" Monaiya reach her destinations. She open up the the doors the. "Heeeyyyooo! I have arrived! The lodestones is a mile stone! Get it?" Monaiya laughed with her poorly made joke.
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Post by schribbit on Dec 29, 2015 17:34:47 GMT -6
"Do not look at me. I'm sleeping." He whispered it this time. Pumilus stared unblinkingly at the actions of the Avenaudi. He made a slight humming sound of acknowledgement of his request. He would now stop looking at him and would proceed to ignore his existence until spoken to again. Sparrow approached the people standing at the entrance, he new friend flying away as he did so. "Hello," He said, "Is this the castle? Am I right?" he asked, clutching his flyer. Pumilus overheard a voice asking something he could answer. "This is the castle." He said, turning his body to look toward the voice. When he did so he was surprised to see a glimmer, something he'd only read about in his life. Due to growing up in a small munchkin village, he had only read about all the beings that were surrounding them now. The harpy, the avenaudi, the dragonlike woman he'd seen from afar (whom he assumed was a wyvern dragonid- he'd have to make sure of his assumptions later). Despite only having read about these creatures, it did not mean they impressed him or intrigued him in the slightest. Though the light emanating from the head of the glimmer did have a nice look to it. "If you are wanting to join the search party for Heaven's Spire, you are right. This is the meeting place." Pumilus took a step to now fully face the glimmer. He bowed and introduced himself once again. "My name is Pumilus Lutorum, if you're here to join us, I look forward to working with you." The words came out, but Pumilus didn't truly feel any excitement from meeting and working with others. They were only words which people would hopefully read as polite and respectful, such as the persona he wanted to portray. |
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Post by cassiroll on Dec 29, 2015 17:52:27 GMT -6
He was grateful towards Pumilus for ignoring him and letting him regain his composure in peace, but this relief was quashed once Spica turned to taunting him. The words that flowed from her mouth were licked with specks of black and grey and he pulled his claws slowly away from his face when he recognized this as unfriendly dialog. His tongue flicked out slowly from his mouth as the muscles in his back tensed, preparing to fling himself forward.
But he didn't move. Just laid their, flicking his tongue at the small witch as his pupils narrowed like they had previously at the mention of a fight. The surrounding sounds began to fade on the edge of his vision, while Spica's internal organs became clear as day. Involuntarily, he spit a wad of orange saliva above where her heart was, marking her as prey.
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Post by not u on Dec 29, 2015 17:53:38 GMT -6
"Wyvern Draconid," She corrected. "I don't know anything about harpies, so I can't compare them." She lifted her arm, exposing a large, shining wing underneath. It was a little embarrassing, especially since she could only extend her arm 90 degrees from her torso, but humoring her seemed to be the ideal situation at the moment. If the harpy girl started to ramble, however, all she could really do was nod and give one word responses, keeping a poker face. Rory's eyes widened with fascination as the "Wyvern Draconid" Dragon person?? spread her shining wing, the harpy smiling brightly. "It's so great!" she appraised, looking at her own brownish feathers before folding her wings up at her sides. "Mine aren't exactly as shiny, but they do their job all the same! Can't complain about what my mom gave me after all!" she laughed and ruffled her feathers, tilting her head and examining the woman again. She'd never seen someone quite like Vera before, despite the vast amount of winged peoples washing across the Isles. "So where are you from? I've never met a dragon person before!" A glimmering figure emitting light walked nearby as she spoke, Rory glancing over at them. And I've never seen someone like that in person before either! Glimmers were something she'd read about in story books. She never thought she'd get the opportunity to see one face to face. |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Dec 29, 2015 17:56:06 GMT -6
More and more members seemed to be appearing, the majority of which appeared to be children. This put a damper on the woman's mood, as she'd likely be the only one watching them. "FOR ANYBODY JUST ARRIVING, THIS IS THE SEARCH PARTY FOR HEAVEN'S SPIRE!! MEET ME HERE SO I CAN GET YOUR NAMES!! I WILL BE YOUR LEADER, FREYJA HLIN!!!" She shouted at the top of her lungs, hoping that anyone else approaching would hear her.
She scratched the back of her head as she watched the rest of the group interact with one another. They seemed to be getting along for the most part, which was good. They definitely need to if the group were to spend weeks together finding Heaven's Spire. She looked back up at the castle, wondering if she should tell Lord Riece about all the children who seemed to present themselves. Was it really safe to bring kids into The Outskirts? She frowned a bit as she looked from face to face. It seemed a young girl and a glimmer had joined the ranks as well. Interesting.
"Well, if these kids are gonna be helping me find the tower, they'll need proper training before entering the outskirts..." She muttered to herself.
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Post by titee on Dec 29, 2015 18:08:00 GMT -6
"This is the castle." He said, turning his body to look toward the voice. When he did so he was surprised to see a glimmer, something he'd only read about in his life. Due to growing up in a small munchkin village, he had only read about all the beings that were surrounding them now. The harpy, the avenaudi, the dragonlike woman he'd seen from afar (whom he assumed was a wyvern dragonid- he'd have to make sure of his assumptions later). Despite only having read about these creatures, it did not mean they impressed him or intrigued him in the slightest. Though the light emanating from the head of the glimmer did have a nice look to it. "If you are wanting to join the search party for Heaven's Spire, you are right. This is the meeting place." Pumilus took a step to now fully face the glimmer. He bowed and introduced himself once again. "My name is Pumilus Lutorum, if you're here to join us, I look forward to working with you." The words came out, but Pumilus didn't truly feel any excitement from meeting and working with others. They were only words which people would hopefully read as polite and respectful, such as the persona he wanted to portray. Sparrow looked towards all the other recruits, overwhelmed. There were so many people here that he could help... he was having trouble approaching any one of them as they all seemed to either be fine on their own of busy with somebody else. Finally, a voice spoke to him, grabbing his attention. Sparrow turned to look at the small robotic and nodded, grateful that he used language similar to his our rather than the complicated or slang-filled phrasings so many other people he encountered preferred. "Thank you for telling the things I needed to know, you did a good," Sparrow put away his bird seed and walked closer into the crowd and more importantly, in speaking distance to Pumilus. "My name is Sparrow, it is nice to meet you." Sparrow whined as Freyja bellowed. He had no ears to cover, so he instead elected to cover his eye sockets, drowning out as much of the unpleasant sound as possible. He was not noise sensitive, but being so young shouting was something he had never encountered before. "Why did her voice become so loud?" He whimpered, peaking through his fingers. |
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Post by norimo on Dec 29, 2015 18:21:53 GMT -6
"Oh, what a coincidence," their words fell flat upon hearing news they shared a similar lodestone. It wasn't a bother to Robin, they just didn't know what to say.
"Alright, we can do that now then while its convenient," as of the moment, they needed to learn everyone's names. It would prove convenient later, surely. They waved their hand as to motion for Kyana to follow along. As they began to walk along, they noticed the Avenaudi hack up a strange fluid onto the little-brimmed-hat's clothing. They pointed at the spectacle, and glanced over their shoulder to the girl once more, "She probably deserved that."
They inserted themselves into the group, but remained a few steps behind them all. The situation hadn't really registered in Robin's mind, but they spoke out anyways as though everything had been just cheeky, "Hi, I'm Robin. Who are all of you?" They motioned behind them, "Over there is Kyanaluring Thundersfire. Or Kyana." Fifteen minutes hadn't passed, and they already managed to forget and butcher the girl's name once more. Or perhaps they should just remove their hood for a moment.
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Post by ChibiGissy on Dec 29, 2015 18:22:13 GMT -6
Monaiya heard that the fierce leader, Freja, made her annoucement. She walks to where Freja is at. She salutes to her
"Sorry to not properly introduce myself. I am my name is Monaiya Hokania!"
Monaiya smiles.
"I will do my best to take the orders~!"
She was tempted to make a bad "may I take your order joke" but it was no time for that. She at least knows when to be serious
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Post by melty on Dec 29, 2015 18:23:23 GMT -6
Spica brought her hand to her chest, cringing as the saliva made contact. 'Gross! Is this a joke?' She attempted to swat it away.
Her temper was starting to show. 'This is unacceptable! Trying to tarnish my robes are you? Try that again and I'll do more than talk!'
She got angrier. 'Don't you have anything to say? Answer me!'
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Post by schribbit on Dec 29, 2015 18:23:41 GMT -6
Sparrow turned to look at the small robotic and nodded, grateful that he used language similar to his our rather than the complicated or slang-filled phrasings so many other people he encountered preferred. "Thank you for telling the things I needed to know, you did a good," Sparrow put away his bird seed and walked closer into the crowd and more importantly, in speaking distance to Pumilus. "My name is Sparrow, it is nice to meet you." . Such phrasing was utterly quaint and struck Pumilus as something abnormal compared to others. Due to never meeting a glimmer before, he hadn't known they could sound so naiive. It was not unwelcome, however. The words were of approval, and Pumilus was not keen on turning away approval. He straightened his posture once again. "It is nice to meet you as we-" Pumilus's firm response was cut off by the shouting of their new leader. He understood her shouts were meant to bring attention to the situation but did not understand why she had to lace her shouting with anger. Pumilus then began to answer the glimmer's question. "She shouted so that you could hear her. Come now, introduce yourself to the leader, if you are planning to join. She is the head of operations." Pumilus made a slight motion for Sparrow to follow him as he made his way back to Freyja. He walked slowly to give them time to catch up. |
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Post by cassiroll on Dec 29, 2015 18:35:03 GMT -6
Spica brought her hand to her chest, cringing as the saliva made contact. 'Gross! Is this a joke?' She attempted to swat it away. Her temper was starting to show. 'This is unacceptable! Trying to tarnish my robes are you? Try that again and I'll do more than talk!' She got angrier. 'Don't you have anything to say? Answer me!' The air in front of Spica's face became a thick, dark red as her anger became clear. A low hiss escaped from Uldrix's beak before he pulled himself back to his feet and squatted on on fours, facing the witch and focusing on where he had marked her. He had been preparing a sound slice when--. The sound of more-friendly strangers came to him and he halted the attack, his hiss cutting short as he hacked painfully in the back of his throat, essentially swallowing the burst of sound that was still trying to force itself from his lungs. Seeming to be a form of self punishment that he kept repeating, he swiped hard at his face, this time slashing it with his talons. A dribble of blue blood fell from the cut before he hastily put his back to the group, muttering a hum before turning again, back to normal. "Uldrix." Was all he said. |
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Post by Allie on Dec 29, 2015 18:36:22 GMT -6
Rory's eyes widened with fascination as the "Wyvern Draconid" Dragon person?? spread her shining wing, the harpy smiling brightly. "It's so great!" she appraised, looking at her own brownish feathers before folding her wings up at her sides. "Mine aren't exactly as shiny, but they do their job all the same! Can't complain about what my mom gave me after all!" she laughed and ruffled her feathers, tilting her head and examining the woman again. She'd never seen someone quite like Vera before, despite the vast amount of winged peoples washing across the Isles. "So where are you from? I've never met a dragon person before!" A glimmering figure emitting light walked nearby as she spoke, Rory glancing over at them. And I've never seen someone like that in person before either! Glimmers were something she'd read about in story books. She never thought she'd get the opportunity to see one face to face. "Nice," Vera remarked at the other woman's wings, seeming to carry a different sort of beauty than hers. Rory was interesting, to say the least. Her appearance reminded her of the birds that flew overhead whenever she would peek her head outside her tiny cave as a child, how she wished desperately to escape like they did. Her eyes wandered down to her wind lodestone, reminiscing about her lesser capabilities before stealing the stone, before focusing her attention on the woman before her. Maybe they were descendants of the wyvern draconids...? Then again, asking her wouldn't do much good since she didn't even know where her people originated. "I lived in the bottom caves of Mt. Aldris underground." She replied, giving as bare-bones an answer as possible without offending her with being too vague. There could only be two possibilities with her answer: either Rory would go on and on, or she would be satisfied with her answer. With how things were going, the answer definitely leaned toward the former. She mentally braced herself for a load of small talk. |
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Post by Emily on Dec 29, 2015 18:48:54 GMT -6
"Over there is Kyanaluring Thundersfire. Or Kyana." Fifteen minutes hadn't passed, and they already managed to forget and butcher the girl's name once more. Or perhaps they should just remove their hood for a moment.
She headed over to where they were.
"Howdy! It's me kyanalurin!" she said, purposefully saying her name again so the people around her wouldnt think that robin's butchering of her name was how it was actually pronounced.
"It's nice to meet all of you! I'm sure we're gonna be great friends!" she chimed
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Post by titee on Dec 29, 2015 18:54:32 GMT -6
Sparrow followed his new friend towards Freyja, a bit timid hoping she would not make another loud... mouth sound. as he did so he spotted another recruit saluting the guild leader as she gave her name and questioned where or not he should do the same. As he drew near Freyja he stopped, briefly bringing a limp hand up to his head before quickly noticing the majority of recruits had elected not to and shooting it back down. He looked down at his feet and then back up at the tall woman, questioning the construction of her arms. Was she like him? No. Her arms were shiny, but were too silvery while Glimmers were... brighty whitey.
"My name is Sparrow, I have met you in the center. Did I do good?" He quickly asked if what he did was correct, the new situation and Freyja's booming voice filling him with uncertainty.
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