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Re: Raising a rebellion (medieval fantasy O&A)

Postby whirlawind » Tue May 16, 2017 11:02 am

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"-αη∂ ѕєє ησ ℓσηgєя вℓιη∂є∂ ву συя єуєѕ."
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I think people are a lot like kintsugi pieces, broken and repaired in a way that is unique to them and beautiful. We should always remember to recognize the broken pieces of others and to be empathetic. Don’t forget to celebrate your own chips, cracks, and broken pieces and repair them with gold.
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Re: Raising a rebellion (medieval fantasy O&A)

Postby whirlawind » Wed May 31, 2017 6:30 pm

Emillia(the wisp)/ Healer/ bound being/ 17/ Tags@ Vaxas
Emillia tilted her head in Vaxas direction respectfully. "Good morning Vaxas." She said with a pleasant smile. Grimiore mere,y nodded at the man respectfully in acknowledgement before he stood and walked past him out of the clinic. She got out of her chair "Pardon him Vaxas, we had a...discussion." Explained hoping she wouldn't have to elaborate. Grimiore and her did not often bicker, and when they did it was easily perceived as not bickering, but it was and it left him in a foul mood.
"I'll be there shortly." She assured. The idea of recruiting new rebellion members was exciting, but also dangerous. Emillia personally felt high spirited about the beginning of the rebellions return to power. She noticed vaxas was quiet, and hesitated before asking him about it "is there something on your mind Vaxas? The trip, maybe not, I'm assuming a fair lady?" She asked with a coy smirk. She didn't know if that was the case, but when men were thinking about things it seemed to always boil down to war, food, or a woman.
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"-αη∂ ѕєє ησ ℓσηgєя вℓιη∂є∂ ву συя єуєѕ."
~яυρєят вяσσкє

I think people are a lot like kintsugi pieces, broken and repaired in a way that is unique to them and beautiful. We should always remember to recognize the broken pieces of others and to be empathetic. Don’t forget to celebrate your own chips, cracks, and broken pieces and repair them with gold.
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Postby passione » Wed May 31, 2017 8:31 pm

( ) — VAXAS TAVRINTH
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║ age twenty-four ║ gender male ║ elven commander ║ location clinic ║ tags emillia

    Normally, Vaxas would have corrected The Wisp for not addressing him as "sir", but he felt like today was a little different. They were going to leave the safety of the cavern system and take back their kingdom. Names didn't matter.
    "Good to know." Vaxas was significantly more relaxed today than usual. He'd be punching trees or walls simply out of stress, maybe being slapped by the captain... Captain A was always scary. Vaxas had a high level of respect for her. She was the mature one, even if Vaxas had the highest possible role in the army.

    Vaxas scoffed.
    "W-wha... A fair lady?" He sputtered, knowing that he hadn't clearly thought out his words before saying them. There goes his reputation as being a tough commander. In reality, Emillia was right. He had been thinking of a lady, but it was the same lady as always— Akiria. There was never anyone else, never anything else. He couldn't tear his mind or eyes away from her. Sometimes, he wished he could.
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Re: Raising a rebellion (medieval fantasy O&A)

Postby whirlawind » Wed May 31, 2017 9:36 pm

Emillia(the wisp)/ Healer/ bound being/ 17/ Tags@ Vaxas
Emillia admittedly smirked, a small knowing smirk that was not rude or smug, at Vaxas scoff and blunder. She had heard this response many times in the past few days from other soldiers. These were desperate times, and people sought comfort in times like these, comfort like the company of someone they would live for, or a warm embrace to come home to.

"It's alright commander, I think the war efforts and are good and having a cause you are willing to die for is good, but....In times like these dieing is easy to do." She paused and for a moment, feeling reminded by her own words why she was here, and what the soldiers would be facing in the near future. "In spite of it many soldiers aside from yourself are finding things to live for, something they strive to return home to. I hope it isn't to bold of me to say, but I am glad there is someone amongst the ranks you are willing to live for." She said calmly. While she could not see the commander she could imagine him, a stern man that was stoic in appearance. The idea there was someone here that he was so infatuated with he stumbled over his words when recalling them, it brought a pink tint to her otherwise pale skin.

"I do wonder who it is though, I can only assume it must be someone strong in combat, I imagine that a lovely petite woman who could bring down a beast twice your size might make you weak in the knees." Emillia normally did not poke fun or jest, but the opportunity to do it to him and to hear him be possibly flustered was to much of an opportunity to pass. "Don't worry your secret is safe with me." She assured. She knew he wouldn't say who it was, which was fine by her, in her spare time she would figure it out on her own anyways. She walked over to the east wall and pulled out a satchel that went over her left shoulder and rested on her right hip, it was the perfect size for traveling and had been packed the night before.
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~яυρєят вяσσкє

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Re: Raising a rebellion (medieval fantasy O&A)

Postby Arya22 » Thu Jun 01, 2017 12:05 am

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Re: Raising a rebellion (medieval fantasy O&A)

Postby MacabreSmile » Thu Jun 01, 2017 6:47 am

Prince Malcolm-> Sleepy layabout][Crouching Tiger Hidden Bad*ss}{Tagged: }
As is customary, following his waking Malcolm immediately went and found somewhere else to sleep, somewhere where his guard wouldn't be able to find him. Well, he was probably overestimating his ability to hide....Or underestimating A's tenacity to hunt him down. She always ended up finding him eventually, he was starting to think she had a tracking spell on him or something.
Still, he settled at the base of a large tree and let himself fall asleep some hours ago, and was currently still asleep, blissfully unaware that his keeper had found him.


A-> Personal Guard to an idiot][Captain of many idiots}{Tagged: Koh }
The sleeping form of Prince Malcolm lying at her feet is no strange act to Captain A. In fact, it's a familiar look for him, so much that it'd be more than strange to see him awake at such an early hour. It had taken her three hours to hunt him down and find his current hiding place, which was at the base of a large tree, using the roots as a pillow. She prapred to kick him swiftly in the ribs,
the preferred method of waking the prince, only to suddenly hear movement nearby. Not wanting Malcolm to disappear during her investigation, she leaves him to sleep as she makes her way through the woods. Not a few feet away she spots a body lying at the side of the stream, seemingly injured.
Seeing no visible threat in the figure, A pulls out a dagger and approaches, crouching down and prodding the body with the handle of the dagger. "Hey. You." she deadpans, poking him in the side.


Kei-> The smollest of blacksmiths][Mute and Cute}{Tagged: }
The rebellion wasn't exactly well equipped for a war. The rebellion wasn't well equipped for a ranch, really, or a fishing league let alone a war. Not their fault, naturally. The armory was lost in the demon coup, so where were they supposed to get lots of good weapons? Thankfully, Kei had wandered into the area shortly after the rebellion formed and had volunteered their blacksmithing abilities. Granted, they were used to making much smaller weapons, but challenge is what strengthens skills.
The faery was currently in their larger, more human-sized form, looking over a set of swords they'd just finished making. They floated around their forge, carefully checking over the swords.
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Re: Raising a rebellion (medieval fantasy O&A)

Postby AcetheKidd » Thu Jun 01, 2017 8:25 am

Koh》20》Male》Unicornkin》 Tags; A


    Koh's body had seem to be lifeless as he laided there. Although he thought he was dead in his dreams, but he was very much alive. His ears twitched slightly when he heard a voice. At first, He thought he was dreaming again and found out it was a Female...poking him with something. I'm shock, the unicorn jumped back in surprise, landing in stream. Thankfully the currents weren't strong so he wasn't pushed away.

    "Im..still alive. " he crawled out the water and stayed seated on the ground, his wet hair covered most of his face. " Who..who are you? Are you after my horn as well?" He grunted. "Well..you can't have it...I'll muster up my remaining strength and switch locations again.."
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Re: Raising a rebellion (medieval fantasy O&A)

Postby MacabreSmile » Thu Jun 01, 2017 8:38 am

A-> Personal Guard to an idiot][Captain of many idiots}{Tagged: Koh }
Oh, so he was alive...Well good for him. A sighs and sheaths her dagger, watching the injured being scramble himself into the stream. "If I wanted your horn I would have taken it before prodding you." The captain says patiently, though in no way masking her annoyance. This is what she gets for being nice, huh? "I was going to offer you medical assistance, but i can just let you slowly bleed out if that's what you want. I assure you, changing location will probably only bring you more harm. this area is wrought with demons...And idiots." A holds out her gloved hand, an offering of assistance. Granted,
the even glare she's giving the uni-dude suggests if he tries to cross her she'll slit his throat...Or something of the like.
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Re: Raising a rebellion (medieval fantasy O&A)

Postby AcetheKidd » Thu Jun 01, 2017 10:30 am

Koh》20》Male》Unicornkin》 Tags; A


    Koh sighed and started to thing about this some. Could be actually trust her? It sure did beat being chased around by demons and such.the unicorn sighed and stood on his feet. His rib cage was nearly visible once you had a good glimpse of it." Fine, I'll take your help, but if you try anything foolish I won't hesitate to fight back. ..besides, I still have save my sisters." He grunted." Anyway, we should go before the catch up. Do you have a place to go?"
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Re: Raising a rebellion (medieval fantasy O&A)

Postby MacabreSmile » Thu Jun 01, 2017 1:18 pm

A-> Personal Guard to an idiot][Captain of many idiots}{Tagged: Koh }
A straightens, giving the injured stranger a cursory glance, eyes stopping at various signs of harm. "I doubt you'd be able to stop me from hurting you, even if you did fight back." She comments in a no way threatening manner, more nonchalant than anything. "Not just based on your current condition, but combined with my skills it wouldn't be a very fair match." She glances back at where she came form, thinking of the sleeping prince she had left behind to inspect this injured uni-boy. She very well couldn't carry Malcolm's sleeping body back to camp and help this guy at the same time, and no way was she waking up Malcolm as it would just give him another chance to run off again. "I guess I'll just leave him behind for now." She murmurs to herself before looking back at the injured man. "We'll go to the Rebellion Camp. I'll get one of the healers there to help you." A holds out her arm, an offering to help him walk.
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