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Dragon Bow: A fantasy RP
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loneclonehunter
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May '07
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Date Posted:
4/6 10:17am
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RE: Dragon Bow: A fantasy RP
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Name: William Lycanis
age: 400
hair color: gray
Height: 6"3"
Weight: 185
Race: Werewolf
Alignment: Evil
Weapon of choice: His Werewolf form, a crossbow (when in human form)
Familiars (any animals in your company): a Wolf
occupation: Lord of the Damned
background: He was born in a small, forest surrounded house with his father and two brothers. At age twelve they were exploring around in the woods when an abnormally large white wolf attacked william. He was bitten on the arm and the leg but recovered within days of the attack. He began to notice that he was growing faster than normal people do, he also became faster, stronger, had very accute senses and and had an odd craving for meat.
2 months later he killed his whole family and started the Werewolf bloodline. He then after mastered his werewolf form and can summon it at will.
family (this one isn't nessasary) Dead, he killed them
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Jedi_Master_Adara
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Feb '08
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Date Posted:
4/8 9:52am
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RE: Dragon Bow: A fantasy RP
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IC as Ryvienna
Her first reaction would have been to loose her arrow in the direction of the snapped twig.. but she already knew he was there, she could smell the blood of his kill. She dropped cat-like from her horse and unstrung her bow, strapping it back in its place at her back. She placed her hand upon the handle of her massive blade, slowly drawing it from its scabbard at her side. The enchanted, dwarf-wrought dragonsteel rang menacingly against the hard leather of its sheath, the sound grated agains the elf-womans' ears, raising the hairs at the nape of her neck.. the hiss of her sabre unsheathed enlivened her, awakening briefly the warrior she was.
The half-dragon dropped to a defensive stance and leveled her blade, hugging it to her side to counterbalance its girth, in a low voice she called to the underbrush, "Show yourself."
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BillyDashwank
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Mar '08
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Date Posted:
4/8 10:26am
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IC Jarson
Jarson sighed at the sound of the woman’s voice. He stood himself upright, brushing the dirt from his winter coat. At least the woman had not killed him. He held the daggers tightly in his hand and slid his foot back in case he needed to run from the elf. The blade she held still worried him. Perhaps for once, just once, he would be a friendly person, just to make sure he would stay alive long enough to complete his masters wishes.
“Sorry to have surprised you there. I was just out for a good morning hunt. My name is Jarson Endice…I mean no harm to you.” He rolled his head around cracking his neck. “I am not from around here as you might be able to tell.” The vampire placed his empty hand inside his pocket and leaned against a tree trunk. He gave a curious look at the elf woman.
“And…you are?”
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Jedi_Master_Adara
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Date Posted:
4/8 11:04am
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RE: Dragon Bow: A fantasy RP
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4/8 11:25am (1 edits total)
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IC as Ryvienna
Sheathing her blade she took a reluctant step forward, it was odd that this unsual man hadn't attacted her, as she was wont.. it had been many years since an acutal person had actually stopped to talk to her rather than attempt her life.. or virtue..
She twirled a loose strand of silvery hair around her supple forfinger, his words had held a hint of relief, as if a deathly fear had left him suddenly.. perhaps this... man?... was afraid of her. After a long moment the half-efl dipped into a slight bow, her eyes never breaking contact with his, the sky-grey coldness of her gaze boring deeply into his mind, fishing for a reason to suspect him of.. well, anything.
"I am called Ryvienna."
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BillyDashwank
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Date Posted:
4/8 11:29am
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RE: Dragon Bow: A fantasy RP
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4/8 11:36am (1 edits total)
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IC Jarson
Jarson relaxed as he watched her sheath her blade. He was relieved to know she did not want to attack him. He drew his arm holding the daggers back into his coat placing them back in their spot.
“Ryvienna? Well…it’s nice to meet your acquaintance.” He chuckled softly. “Never seen an elf before. I suppose this would be an honor.” Jarson pulled himself off of the tree trunk and gave her a bow. “That is an interesting sword you wield. Would it offend if I asked were you got such a magnificent looking weapon?”
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Jedi_Master_Adara
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4/8 1:56pm
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IC as Ryvienna
A pale hand dropped to the handle of the dwarf-made sabre, slim fingers stroked delicately the hand crafted counter balance, skimming along the cool surface of the sleeping blade. It was more than just an unusually shaped sword, it was a blade infused with ideals, a blade that lived. More than 2,000 years old and kept within her family when the blade was returned to the good dragons, this blade was created to slay evil... or anything wherein evil dwelt.
Ryvienna half-dragon was silent again for a long moment, knowing the newcomer was merely attempting polite conversation.. her blade was rarely asked of. "Just a family heirloom.. nothing more." With those words the elf-woman turned quickly and traipsed back her impatienly waiting companion, Adare, who was amusing himself by shuffling a rock across the moist turf. She swung herself atop the gargantuan animal and restrung her bow, nockning another arrow and drawing it taught to her cheek.
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BillyDashwank
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4/9 9:44am
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OOC: Call me insane. I want to keep playing with fire.
IC as Jarson
Jarson smirked as the woman climbed upon her horse and drew another arrow. He had managed to get away with his life this time. He reached around behind him. He was bored, not much was happening. Suddenly, his mood changed. Something inside him wanted to “ignite” some more excitement. And that’s just what he was going to do.
He reached around behind him and pulled out his wakizashi and a small vial of blood. “Tell me, Ryvienna. Do you know just how flammable the forest is?” He poured a small amount of blood onto his special blade letting it fill the symbol. The slender Japanese blade lost it’s solid form and transformed into pure flame.
“Let’s play for a while. I’m bored.” He spun around to strike the tree.
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MandalorianLegecy
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Mar '08
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Date Posted:
4/9 5:10pm
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Name: Rojan Ferin
age: 49
hair color: Brown
Height: 6'
Weight: 125
Race: Human
Alignment: Always changing
Weapon of choice: Two Blacklined Swords, Long Killing Knife.
Familiars: Rojan's first creation that was a success, a Muntle. (You'll find out about it later)
occupation: Rojan was a Genetic Scientist but was kicked out for tampering with gene pools and creating new creatures, when he was fired he kept his ideas and equipment. He then became a Bounty Hunter, an Assassin, a hunter. But now he lives off the land.
background: DELETED, Rajan made sure of it. Only information known his Where he was last Seen.
family: Dead, Rojan killed them all, afraid they would give information on him.
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BillyDashwank
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Mar '08
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Date Posted:
4/10 9:42am
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OOC: Hey, Perhaps this could be the problem: I went to send you a message and got this: "Phone number *gives your number* is not currently served by our SMS messaging partners"
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Jedi_Master_Adara
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4/10 10:40am
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IC as Ryvienna
Almost as soon as Jarsons' sword had flung flaming towards the naked bark of the ancient maple she had lept from her horse, blade drawn and gathering a blue light as if it were pulling energy from the very air. The enormous blade surged with power, thirsty to be used once again after so long, sending a small shock wave as flame and light rippled and coursed against each other when enchanted steel met enchanted steel,filling the air with static; the half-dragon had left over him and landed just to his right, her blade extended, blocking the other from striking the tree. Anger blazed wildly within the stormy grey of her eyes, a voice a deep as the earth with the fury of the sea issued from deep within her, a voice that couldn't have been human, "This single tree is worth more than your existance, if you strike a tree in a Dryad wood you will die, if not by the dryads themselves then by my hand."
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BillyDashwank
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Date Posted:
4/10 11:00am
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IC: Jarson
Jarson leapt back with a smirk. "See? Now we're getting somewhere!" He spun the burning sword in his hand, he only had a few seconds left to use it's power before he had to fill it again. "I no longer care what happens here." He sprang into the air and tossed the special firey blade into the ground. Jarson gave one quick spin in the air and landed on a nearby tree branch. He reached into his coat pulling out four slender daggers and dipped into a bow. "With that. I bid you farewell." He turned to dash away from whatever the wakizashi's power would do to the earth. He would come back for it later if he needed to.
It only had thirty seconds left to be in it's firey state, and would not go back unless the blood of the fire demon himself was used.
But what if the woman followed him? If worst came to worst...there was his "chaos form"...however...It was risky since it would chew on his life. His brother used it frequently, but did not know how to use it well enough.
Jarson shook his head of those thoughts and leapt onto another tree branch.
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Jedi_Master_Adara
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4/10 11:06am
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OOC: YAHOO! is just being stupid.. it happens sometimes. If worse comes to worse I'll connect to messenger through my phone
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BillyDashwank
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Date Posted:
4/10 11:08am
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OOC: I see.
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BillyDashwank
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Date Posted:
4/19 3:01pm
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OOC: Um..hello? Is anyone going to make a move?!
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MandalorianLegecy
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4/19 3:20pm
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IC: Rojan Ferin
Rojan was riding his horse through the woods until he saw two creatures he had never seen in his life. Rojan looked on his shoulder and spoke in a language only his Familiar could understand, Muntle. Muntle hopped off his shoulder and ran on all fours towards the creatures. It spit acid onto the ground, sizzling up into the air. Rojan smirked as he trotted forwards, firmly placing his hand upon the handle of his Sword.
“So what are you two, or can you not speak?”
Rojan lifted his eyebrow and stared at the two. If they chose to fight him Rojan was well prepared. He had Muntle and demon that could turn into anything it sees or hears, and can extend its claws, spit acid spit, fly, and climb. Plus Rojan had learned all the ways of Kung Fu, and hand swords blessed by Monks, along with daggers hidden within his cloak he wore over him, and a Assassination Knife. Rojan smiled, looking ever so delighted at the creatures and at Muntle.
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