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Trimaj
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Name: Thaddius Mullendor
Age: 26
Race: Human
Appearance: Thaddius has dark hair worn in a pony tail, some of his bangs loose around his face, a van dyke, has piercing blue eyes, a long, drawn out face and pallid skin. His clothes resemble those of a reasonably well to do merchant, solid material but nothing terribly flashy. Brown leather oxfords, dark brown coat, no tie, white black shirt, dark brown slacks. He also tends to carry a sword cane.
Personality: He is what you might call bookish, loving to find out new things. Not precisely the most adventurous, but always willing to give something new a go just so he can boast he did it. His loan constant risk is that he loves swords... as well as fighting with them. If he can be said to have a passion, that would be it.
Job: Former research assistant, considering becoming a bounty hunter
Bio: Thaddius grew up in a well to do house, but his father was less than supportive of his son's interest in books. Silar respected those who could read, but disagreed with it taking up most of a man's time. Silar claimed it gave one weak eyes, a weak constitution and a weaker mind. Only one of the three came true with Thaddius, and the one was only slight. Reading glasses became a requirement for any late night scallywagging of books, which was a constant.
Later in life his father showed him a sword. It was love at first cut, as his finger was sliced open. Thaddius couldn't handle the durned thing any better than a club, but he loved it. That love changed into something resembling competence when he neared seventeen, and since has become a mark of pride as he duels on a regular basis. His lack of new scars in recent years is a testament to his learning.
Two years prior to his turning twenty-six Silar introduced the young man to firearms. The old passion returned with a vengeance in this new form, and he has since considered becoming a hunter of some sort to make a living instead. Nothing has come of this considering, but one never knows precisely what the future holds.
His family has been against the Magisterium, but down nothing to draw any kind of attention to itself. Thaddius is rapidly running out of patience with his father when it comes to this.
Dæmon
Name: Valthera
Form: Panther
Personality: Silent is the word that best describes Valthera, she is seldom seen by others and even less seldom heard. When she speaks Thaddius listens, as do those that know her. A fierce fighter, it drives her quite thoroughly crazy to watch Thaddius fight in his duels knowing there is nothing she can do to help.
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GM's OOC: May be a bit late on the update. Flying home tomorrow right around when I was planning to update. I'll still try to update tomorrow evening, but who knows with the 'rents and all.
Also, welcome to two new players. Trimaj, as you can see, and Darth_Elu has promised to send me a sheet (or two!)
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I just finished this trilogy (I knew of this thread before it, but I didn't want to join in case the opening post had spoilers, which it did, so that was lucky.) and if this games still going, like to join? It's been pretty quiet here, but it might pick back up?
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OOC: sephy's just having troubles due to his spring break situation, i don't think it's dead yet.
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GM's OOC: Jess, we'd love to have you. Feel free to submit a sheet.
Everyone else, I've given up on the prospect of posting during break. I simply have to move my laptop around too much and can't get nearly as comfortable with it at my house as I can in my dorm, making long posts -like the update would be- extremely uncomfortable propositions. I'll try (in fact, I'll try really really hard) to post Sunday night after I land back in Sunny Florida.
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Name: Jaymee Slade
Age: 12
Race: Human
Appearance: Small for her age, Jaymee has petite features and a pretty face, speckled with freckles. Her hair is brown and goes just past her shoulder, it's usally in plaits. Her eyes are a brilliant green, the same as her daemons
Personality: Jaymee is quite shy around people older than her, feeling intimidated by those she knows are superior to her. That being said, like any child she loves adventure and is always out for some good fun.
Job: N/A
Bio: Jaymee was brought up in the house of Lyra Silvertongue and her husband. Her mother was a live-in servant of the house, so Jaymee, while being exposed to the "good life" (as her mother calls it) was never really a spoilt child. However, Lyra insisted she be taight to read and write, so attended lessons. She has always been in awe of Lyra and therefore a little afraid of her, particularly since Master Will went away, Lyra has been ever so strange. She one day hopes to be a Scholar of Experimental Theology just like her mother's mistress. She has always been enamoured by Lyra's son, Will, whom, while older than her by a few years, always treated her kindly.
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Name: Axis
Form: Unsettled, but bright green eyes/features always present in his forms
Personality: Axis brings out Jaymee's adventurous side and has an insatiable curiousity.
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GM's OOC: Ladies and gentlemen. I stand before you, rewarding your patience and asking your forgiveness. Hopefully future updates won't take quite as much mustering...
IC: Silas Moore
Venice
"Silas. The Barnard-Stokes heresy has been proven true. There is no element of the heretic evident in it - we have all seen the proof. Instead of Christian acceptance, Silas, you bring before me this beast born of machinations and experimentation. The Magisterium has no hand in choosing man's path: it is God's task.
"It is not at the Magisterium's pleasure that anything is done. We have a higher calling - to purge evil and to enlighten our fellows. Tell me, Silas, why you have done this."
Silas fought a grin. It did not go unnoticed to one as watchful as Silas that Lindman was one of the rabble-rousers in the high ranks of the Magisterium. The Lord of Blackmere was one of the men whom he had expected to argue with him, but he had frankly been preparing himself for a much more difficult debate with Lord Robert Lindman.
"Brother Lindman," Silas began, not implying that the Lord of Blackmere was a monastic, but rather that all in the Magisterium were brother and sister, "You say that it is not our place to choose man's fate, but our fate lies solely in the hands of the Authority? Well, who was it who placed us where we are in this great Creation? Are we not the Magisterium because the Authority so wills it? Has He not placed us in positions of power for a great purpose? And what greater purpose than to lead every intelligent being in every Creation away from Sin?
"That is my purpose. I seek to purge evil, just as you do. But, unlike you, I accept that there are those who would happily spend their lives in Sin, ignorant or apathetic towards the fires of Hell. What is to become of those poor souls? Do we let them fester in their own hateful Sin, claiming that we tried to reason with them, or do we find alternative methods to protect our flock from the terrors of Sin? I happen to know from my studies that fear can be a powerful motivator."
Rather than allow Robert to gather a following and attempt to ruin Silas' work right here in Venice, he chose to focus on Lindman, preventing others from joining the debate. If others joined the Lord of Blackmere's cause after the dispersal of the Council and Silas' permission to proceed as he saw fit, that would be easy enough to quell. But if Lindman was allowed to rally supporters before the Council convened, it could be disastrous. "Rebuttle, Lord of Blackmere?"
Tag: Peng
IC: Rupert "Bones" Jones
Lyra Silvertongue's house, around midnight
'Bones' and his small entourage creeped towards the dark home of Old Lady Belacqua. The building was somewhere between a mansion and a normal house in size, and the ground-level windows were easy enough to access.
Rupert's hands were shaking as he tried to jimmy the window open. He eventually got it, but not quite as quietly as he might have liked. A loud click sounded, and he turned to his merry band of thieves and gave them a hand signal to hide.
Several seconds later, when he was certain no one from the household was awakened and investigating, he gestured his comrades out of hiding, and slid the window open. One by one, they climbed in and fanned out, searching for the Truth Measurer.
In a small bedroom on the second floor, Jaymee Slade heard the noise and woke, wondering who was trying to break into the house she had grown up in.
On the other side of Oxford, Chandler Billings, along with dozens of Outsiders, emerged from hiding, globs of mud in their hands, ambushing a troupe of College Kids. The Outsiders had hidden just outside the gates of Jordan College, claiming every rogue barrel, bush, tree, dustbin, or gutter as a hiding spot. Once the College Kids were out, the gate behind them was blocked by Outsiders while they were bombarded from every angle.
Despite the odds, the College kids were not to be written off right away. Right next to Chandler, an Outsider collapsed, sobbing as his shin started bleeding. Steven, the de facto leader of the College kids, had thrown a rock...
Tag: Jesstar, chanbill
IC: Sextus Slavaden
South of Trollesund
A skinny, hunchbacked old Muscovite, Sextus hunched over by the fire, draped in layers and layers of fur, listening. After a round of fruitless speculation, Sextus opted to point out what no one else had apparently yet thought of.
On a gnarled walking stick, he forced his frail body to rise as straight as possible, allowing him the most air for the most audible speech. "Let us not forget ze other vurlds," he said, his Muscovite accent harsh, "Zey can no longer deny zeir exiztance, so ze other vurlds must factor into zeir plans, and ve all know ze key to leaving our vurld is ze Aurora."
His part spoken, th old man relaxed and resumed his listening position, hunched over by the fire, almost indistinguishable from a large pile of dirty furs.
Tag: Nick, Darth_Vaders_Cousin, JediMasterAnne, DarthXan318
GM's OOC2: If I didn't tag you, it means I'm still not quite sure how to fit you into the plot right now. Expect a PM from me in the near future, so we can converse, and hopefully you won't need to be left out of the next update...
Edit: Alternatively, if you haven't been tagged, feel free to post and tag me, and we can work from there.
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OOC The fun begins!
IC Jaymee Slade and Axis
Lyra's House
As soon as Jaymee awoke at the noise, her daemon, Axis, became a large brown hare and tilted his long ears towards the door, listening for the sound. "Let's go check it out!" He whispered excitedly and becoming a bright green moth, flew to Jaymee's shoulder.
Shivering in the cold, Jaymee silently crept to the door and opened it, praying it wouldn't creak. Peering into the dark hall she crept out and moved down the hall. She could definitely hear movement downstairs, and possibly whispers. What time is it? She wondered, still a little disorientated after being so deeply asleep, Could the servants be getting an early start on breakfast? But she knew she hadn't been asleep that long, so she crept to the top of the stairs.
"Go on!" Axis urged.
Jaymee took one step down and turned to her daemon, "What if they have weapons?" she whispered, "Maybe I should just go and wake Mr. Walker," Mr. Walker was the head servant, and scared Jaymee terribly.
"Nah, ole' Walker will just give us a clip round the head and tell us to get back to bed," Axis replied, "let's just go downstairs. Remember, it's our turf, we know all the good hiding places in here!" It was true, Jaymee knew this house like the back of her hand and was confident of being able to hide well if she needed to. So she quickly crept down the remainder of the stairs and peered around into the sitting room. Axis became an owl on her shoulder, and examined the darkened room. "That window shouldn't be opened," he hooted softly.
Then a soft thump came from the next room, making Jaymee jump in fright. They was defintely someone in the house that shouldn't be. Resisting her insict to run back upstairs and hide under her bed covers, she crept towards the door to Lyra's study. She had only been in that room twice, the first time they had been caught almost immediately and been punished. It was Axis' fault, his curiousity always got them in trouble. But the second time, they had had the chance to have a good look around and found the most curious item in Lyra's cabinet. Axis had wanted to get it out and examine it, but Jaymee refused and then they heard Mr. Walker coming and had to hide. But the item had looked like a compass of some sort. Jaymee had to admit, she was the smallest bit intrigued by it.
There were shuffling sounds coming from inside the room and the door was open just a crack. Knowing what Jaymee was thinknig without her saying it, Axis became a mouse and ran down her side, to nudge the door open and creep just inside, so that he wasn't pulling on his connection to Jaymee. He returned almost immediately and whispered to her, "There are kids in there! Street kids, and they are searching through Miss Lyra's things! One of them has already thrown all the papers from her desk and one of the theology books has had a page torn out of it!" Jaymee was an indignant as her daemon and in a rare moment of anger and courage, threw open the door to confront them. Axis became his favourite wildcat form at her side, green eyes glaring ferosciously.
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IC: Chandler Billings/Morgana
"Morgana, let's see if we can't spook that rock thrower." Chandler said to the slowly shifting serpent before him, her nech widened, and fangs grew as she shrunk down slighty.
"Is thisss sssuitable?" she hissed.
"Absolutely. Now, let's move." he said. He followed closely behind the cobra and snuck up behind a small wall wit ha small crack at it's base. "Okay, now work your magic Morgana." he whispered. The high skriek and sounds of running made Chandler burst out laughing, the trick had worked. Then the cobra slithered back to his side, smiling.
"Job complete." she said.
He then ran back to 'Bones'. "Ok, start a counter strike, I've scared 'em off for now, time for phase 2?" he added curiousity in his voice.
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IC - Marshall Connelly with Kyana
South of Trollesund
Marshall listened intently to the older gentleman. His words were wise and Marshall thought for a moment. Kyana leaned up to his side and whispered his mind's wanderings into his ear.
"Can we assume that there is only one entrance to the other worlds? The Aurora is now widely known to allow visitors from our realm to the next. They found a way to get there before, they can do it again."
Kyana padded around the fire again. Her footsteps hit the earth lightly and she moved like she was stalking prey. Her mind, like Marshall's was on obtaining retribution for the crimes long past, of the Magisterium. Working as one, they continued speaking.
"I said it before, we cannot allow the Magisterium to wound this world, further. But, first, we need to find out their plans. Has anyone contact on the inside?"
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Lord Robert
The Council
Robert fought back the urge to teach Silas the meaning of the word purge. He could feel the eyes of the Council looking on him, and for a moment he felt as though his world would come crashing down about him. And then he felt Beratul above him, lovely Bera, and it didn't matter any more.
Silas wanted this. He wanted the anger that would be so like Robert Blackmere.
"Rebuttal, Brother Silas:" said Robert smoothly, adding the slightest edge to the word 'brother'. Silas would hear it as insult, the others as a simple title. Or would they? Doubt was a wonderful tool; Silas had shown him that much already.
"Sin and temptation go hand in hand. Do not forget the Original Sin, and Lucifer's temptations of not only Eve, but of Christ as well. With this power comes great temptation, Silas, the temptation to use it. This is the ultimate test - one you have failed."
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IC: Bria Filtayn
Several miles south of Trollesund
Bria was rapidly losing interest in the meeting. People were talking, but she didn't know who or where they were, or even what they were saying, really ... if not for Derrin's firm grip on her hand, she'dve squirmed away and stole off into the trees to play by now.
"...ze key to leaving our vurld is ze Aurora." Hard as his accent was to decipher, that caught Bria's attention. Leaving the world? Everyone knew that all the gates to the other worlds were closed, thanks to Lyra Silvertongue ... what was this about the Aurora?
"Who's that, Tarq?" Bria asked her daemon, who promptly shifted to a sparrow and took off. "Some old guy by the fire," Tarquin reported back after flying around for a bit. "Like really old, hunchbacked and covered in a pile of furs and everything."
Huh. Bria digested that in silence as her daemon landed on her shoulder. Where was that guy from? She'd definitely never seen anyone like that around, or heard that accent before for that matter.
"What's the Aurora?" Bria asked her brother, not bothering to keep her voice down.
TAG: Forest peeps (anyone who might have overheard Bria)
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These are my first two characters: others coming later.
Character Sheet
Name: Atticus Dahmun [At-Tick-Us/Day-Mun]
Age: 21
Race: Human
Appearance: Average build, about 5’8” tall, Hunter Green eyes, Blond hair that is either usually parted in the front or slicked back
Personality: Nice and Caring, Determined to see things through to the end, Loyal, But a bit of a coward (unless fighting for someone he cares deeply for), can be a bit of a rebel rouser at times however (especially in his articles)
Job: Independent Writer
Bio: Atticus Dahmun has always been known as a stubborn and nosy person. Though the proper and better terms are determined and curious for those not so ill-inclined towards him. He has many who look up to him and many who…revile him. It’s in his job description. As an independent writer, Atticus and Artemidoris go looking for an interesting article to write. Usually about someone or another high up in the Magisterium. People love “dirt” and so Artemidoris and he found it and supplied it to the masses.
Of course, he found himself in trouble now and again and there were a couple articles he was stopped from publishing, told to burn forever (which he regrettably did), and was told never to tell anyone. Atticus and Artemidoris both get the feeling they’re watched occasionally to make sure he doesn’t and so far…they haven’t. Yet.
As a writer too, Atticus has always possessed an interest and fascination with Dust. Though he has never told anyone other than his daemon. To talk of that would be dangerous indeed.
Dæmon
Name: Artemidoris
Form: Raccoon
Personality: Fiery, Competitive, “What will be will be” attitude, Bit of a spy…
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Name: Kiara-Sophine Andrepuls [Key-Are-Ah/So-Feen/An-Drep-Ulls]
Age: 11
Race: Human
Appearance: Red-Gold hair that just reaches her shoulders, Shimmering Gray eyes, and of course…small, but growing!
Personality: Chipper but serious, a little snobbish at times (used to her parents), a bit of a know-it-all, and often expects too much of herself or others, brave for her age, Quite social when she gets going and loves being the center of attention (this came from her own daemon)
Job: N/A
Bio: Little Lady Kiara-Sophine Andrepuls. So she was commonly called by her parents and their servants. A wealthy family, like so many others, she was born into. And from it, she got her still evolving personality. A little snobbish, a little elitist, a little “I know everything, peon” and a lot of bravery.
Kiara-Sophine Andrepuls never meant for the way she acts sometimes, but because she is surrounded with it almost all the time, she has started to become it. Her touch of elegance (or so she’s just beginning to grasp hold of) comes from her mother and her bravery comes in from her father’s side. He was once a proud officer of some sort or another (Lord Andrepuls never did speak of it much to her, only others at parties) and taught his daughter to never fear anyone or anything. If an obstacle faces you. Overcome it. At any cost.
Dæmon
Name: Pyyrheus
Form: Unsettled (Five favorite forms are: Squirrel, Scorpion, Tiger, Osprey, & Komodo Dragon)
Personality: Intelligent, Analyzing, Patient, Proud, Adventurous, Bit of a Show-Off
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IC: Nina Marnell
Forest Clearing
"...ze key to leaving our vurld is ze Aurora," an elderly Muscovite pointed out.
Still at Nina's shoulder, Arion cocked his head in curiosity. "He thinks they'll try to break out into the other worlds?"
"I wouldn't put it past the Magisterium," the young witch replied, reaching up to scratch her dæmon's neck. "As he said, they can no longer deny that the other worlds are there, so I suppose the next step would be attempting to control them." At this, her usually quiet tone had a edge to it, though just slight enough that even if anyone else heard, only Arion would have noticed.
The first man, with the lynx dæmon, said somthing about discovering the Magisterium's plans, and asking if anyone had contacts on the inside. Nina didn't believe this to be the case, useful though it would have been. If there were any such contacts, she didn't know anything about it.
In any case, she felt that the Muscovite's statement merited more discussion. Nina knew how Lord Asriel had built the first bridge out of their world, using the energy released when a person was severed from their dæmon, but would the Magisterium employ the same process? Moving to hover closer to the fire, she voiced her own question. "How might they propose to rebuild that bridge, though? Would they use the same methods as Lord Asriel, perhaps, to tear open the skies again? Or do they know of another way that we may not see?"
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IC - Marshall Connelly with Kyanah
South of Trollesund
Marshall sighed. He had been trying to get at exactly what the witch was asking. Kyana whispered to him. He replied icily to the Gathering.
“Without any hard evidence, it is easy to assume they are looking for a way to open the portals. Before, a knife was found, that was able to cut up the link between worlds. The Magisterium knew of it. Maybe, they are onto another such knife.”
“Maybe, the Magisterium is searching. If they are, we should be following suit. If that kind of weapon was in their hands, their rule would be hard to suppress.”
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