Threat of Shadow ➳ A Medieval RP ➳ Open and Accepting

[Forever Insane]

(yeah there was a dragon at one point, Sidran, I suppose since this is now in fantasy I may as well allow a few dragon characters)

[ghostie..]

(I could play a dragon as well? :3)

[Forever Insane]

(perhaps, I'm thinking I'll allow five slots for dragon characters at the moment)

[iWonder]

Ondine.

Ondine was silent, not breaking her stare or moving an inch. Even when he smacked her hand away, she didn't want to sound desparate. "You are hired. What do you want from me?" She asked him, narrowing her eyes. "I am just as deadly as you. If you ever try to hurt my family, you will wish you had never met me. Are we clear?"
She stepped further in front of Georgie, obviously saying she wasn't playing around.

[Forever Insane]

Georgie looked out from behind Ondine, her green eyes watching the hooded man for his reaction

[iWonder]

(I personally don't want to play a dragon... I am having fun. I missed these characters so much.)
(Anybody open for Geoffrey?)

[Forever Insane]

(I'll keep them in a different part of the rp, its mostly just to mess stuff up with Silithia, Edelivia and Eroniel)

[iWonder]

Good idea. And we could have some people be able to speak draconian.)

[ghostie..]

Status;; Bargaining || Tags;; Ondine, Georgie || Allegiance; None~

"No deals will be made until I retrieve the man. When I do, then we will talk favors. Until that point, I have no interest in you or your family." Dovev speaks, watching the woman. "Besides, I'm a Bounty Hunter. I have no use of your family, nor do I wish to hurt them. Since you contracted me, I'm loyal to you. Hurting my client's family is bad for buisness." He says, popping his neck. His eyes fell upon the woman once more. "Bane is being held under the High Mage. I have to sneak into their dungeon. I know this, because I was paid to put them there."

He stepped back to avoid being slapped, he guessed he was about to be. "But since I've been inside their dungeon, I'm confident that I can break in. I can also aquaria a few...extras...If you wish to pay me extra. They can include items, people, and animals. I can make you rich with items from the man that ordered Bane's arrest." Slipping off his gloves, he revealed scarred hands. Reaching back, he tucked the black pair of gloves in his pocket and took out a small knife. He wasn't going to use it as a weapon, but rather to seal his deal. "Of course, if you try to back out of my deal, I will be forced to kill you and anyone else that was present during the deal. If I don't make it back, you owe me nothing and you can assume I'm dead. Fair?"

[azhefa.]

{{Finally posted!

Also, I'd love to play a male dragon who hates everyone, but ends up getting tamed by the most unexpected person xD

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{Qᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴏғ Eᴅᴇʟɪᴠɪᴀ}
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Nᵉˢˢ ⋮ 37 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵖᵉᶜᶤᵉˢ : Human ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Single ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Renna

At the sound of faint hoof-beats, Everness glances over towards the stable that wasn't too far way, she was actually heading in that direction only very slowly since she also wants to admire the beautiful flowers that were in the courtyard around her. She was starting to drift back into thought when her Guard starts to tense up and press closer to her, making the Queen look up in curiosity, wanting to know what it was that got her Guard so on edge since not much really goes on in her Kingdom, or was it a Queendom now that it was only her in charge? Everness was a little distracted by the sudden thought, the stresses of ruling a Kingdom, or Queendom, was clearly taking a toll on the nearly middle-aged woman.

When she snaps out of her sudden thoughts, she spots a hooded figure approaching and sees that it was this mystery person that has her Guard on edge, but that doesn't really surprise her, it was their job to be suspicious of new people. The Queen stands calmly with her hands clasped loosely behind her back as the person stops a few paces away and nods to them as they bow and address her, but is soon a little surprised by the person's question, work? Who was this person? Everness lifts a single slender hand and motions to the hooded figure, her voice light and beautiful as always, "Reveal yourself, my friend, and speak more of what kind of work it is you would like to have." It was her now-past husband that gave bounty hunter's their jobs and took charge of all the military things while all the other stuff was her job to handle such as staff and meals or when an event will be held, this talk of bounty hunting was relatively new to her and she wasn't at all sure how to handle it.

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{Sᴛᴀʙʟᴇ Bᴏʏ ᴏғ Eᴅᴇʟɪᴠɪᴀ}
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ⋮ 22 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵖᵉᶜᶤᵉˢ : Human ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Single ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: Renna (briefly) + Renna's Horse

The stable boy was just getting ready to clean out another stall when a hooded rider comes in and shoves the reins to their horse into his hands, the move was so unexpected, he wasn't able to say anything until the figure was gone. James huffs a deep sigh that was half a groan and shakes his head a little, "Great, more work, as if I don't have enough to do." With a light tug and a click of his tongue, James leads the large black warhorse into one of the fresh stalls he had just got done cleaning and hangs a metal water bucket in the corner filled with clean cool water for the horse to drink, he also tosses a bale of hay under the bucket for the horse to eat as well. He grabs his grooming bucket and sets to work untacking the big steed, removing the saddle first along with the blanket and setting it to the side so he can get the sweat and grim off the horse's black coat.

James takes a bit of time grooming the mystery rider's horse, cleaning the sweat from its back and side along with the dirt and mud from it's legs and underbelly. He keeps an expertly trained eye on the horse for any shifts in body posture that may indicate the desire to kick or bite, his years as a stable boy has taught him the signs as well as many kicks and bites. As he finishes up his grooming, he carefully checks the saddle blanket for any burrs or thorns that may hurt the horse before putting it back on it, making sure to double check the girth strap. After he is finished with the saddle, James moves on to brush out the big warhorse's tail, carefully brushing out knots and any debris that was caught in the dark strands.

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{Sɪʟɪᴛʜɪᴀ Mᴀɢᴇ / Rᴏᴜɢᴇ}
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Nᵒ Nᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ ⋮ 21 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵖᵉᶜᶤᵉˢ : Cursed Mage ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Single ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: None

The rather vengeful mage wanders the streets of the nearby town, her hood raised to keep her piercing blood-red eyes hidden from view. She was wearing her usual attire, a full-body suit of leathery armor with a kind of cape that falls past the back of her knees, it was almost something a thief or assassin would wear instead of the Mage that she is, but it fits her since she does take the occasional assassination mission for the right price, but now-a-days she's mostly just a thief and killer who dispatches anyone who stands against her. Many of the ladies in the towns that she wonders in frown upon her lack of a proper dress, but none have the guts to speak their mind while she's within earshot of them. What is even more disturbing to the nobles and commoners alike is the fact that she keeps her face covered so that only her haunting blood-red ruby colored eyes were showing from deep within the depths of her hood.

Pepper keeps a rather leisurely pace as she wanders about the town, not really in a rush to get anywhere or even to hide from anyone who may have a vendetta against her. Anyone who has the guts to try and kill the Mage were already dead so she has nothing to worry about when it comes to someone attacking her, but she does need to keep an eye out for the occasional castle guards who like to patrol the towns and who would love to try and kill a Mage such as herself. Pepper keeps one hand on the handle of her long sword that was attached to her side, it was longer than her arm and others who dare pick it up say it is quite heavy, but to her it is as light as a feather, a razor-sharp feather that is. Ever since her magic was bound, she's had learn to fight with swords and daggers instead of magic like she was meant to. After many long years learning to use her physical being as a weapon, she is now stronger than ever, even if she has no magic. Her inhuman strength is all thanks to the powerful Mage blood that courses through her veins, she's stronger than almost a dozen human men and faster than them too.

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{Kɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ Eʀᴏɴɪᴇʟ}
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Mᵃʳᶜ ⋮ 24 Yᵉᵃʳˢ ⋮ Sᵖᵉᶜᶤᵉˢ : Human ⋮ Sᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ : Single ⋮ Tᵃᵍˢ: None

{Lost my muse, he's in the Eroniel castle if anyone wants to bump into him.}