Aidana Kartal
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Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 19
Appearance: Her dark curly hair might seem wild, but there is a method to the madness. Every strand is carefully considered. The same can be applied to her attire, which rigidly follows the Beylik standards of beauty and propriety, while also allowing her own identity to shine through.
Equipment: Well, a lady carries her adornments. Everything else she might need is locked away in her private domiciles or carried by the male (or the male servant).
Skills and Abilities: Talking with proper manners, deep interest in sciences and mathematics.
Biography: Raised as the oldest child of a prestigious Beylik family, she was taught table manners, curtsies, music, poetry. Yet in her free time, she could not stop devouring book after book from her father's study on subjects unrelated to her expected future. Yet, upon discussions with some of the family friends, it was apparent that Aidana was more suited to academic pursuits than marriage, so after some difficult conversations, her parents gave way. When the world flooded, her studies were violently halted, but her research was just beginning.
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Post by Aidana Kartal on May 19, 2021 15:15:44 GMT -5
Ordered by Aidana Kartal, this simple tent is where Romsca and Nurzat are to spend their first night at land. It's not much, but it's a head over their rooms.
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Tamilşic People
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Roleplay posts: 27
Allegiances: Tamilşe Çar Beylik
Registered: Mar 25, 2021 19:56:43 GMT -5
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Post by Tamilşic People on May 21, 2021 10:49:28 GMT -5
Nurzat enters and looks around disappointingly at the ground. “Seems they haven't yet set down flooring… This is going to be a long wait.” He paces around for a bit before sitting down on a particularly soft patch of dust.
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Romsca Sandspeak
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Roleplay posts: 26
Age: Ninteen
Appearance: Romsca is a ratfolk with light grey fur and a smooth light skin toned tail. Her eyes are black pupiled and her teeth are surprisingly white, which isn't a typical habit brought up by her species.
Clothing wise, her entire getup appears to be a combination of sea sail scraps and literal rope all tied up and about to cover everything up.
Equipment: A decent dagger is stashed in her clothes that she has tied up quite securely.
Skills and Abilities: Romsca is incredibly lithe and flexible being able to worm her way into amazingly tight spots. She's also devilishly clever and has a knack for getting out of tight spots and situations by keeping a clear head. Although this has been tested during her time spent in solitude on the ocean's surface being tossed about with scrapwood.
Biography: Romsca is a rat that grew up in a fishing town and was used for the manual labor and boat repairs. She was housed here until the waves washed over the town and she was forgotten.
Clinging to rotting wood, she eventually came across the Isran ship of the Depravity. She tried to climb up the side, practically begging for just a place to sleep. Unfortunately due to the rat plague they had on board, and the fact that she was quite literally just a larger rat, they promptly oiled the sides of the ship to make her slip back into the ocean.
Registered: Apr 1, 2021 11:20:35 GMT -5
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Post by Romsca Sandspeak on May 23, 2021 16:25:31 GMT -5
Nurzat enters and looks around disappointingly at the ground. “Seems they haven't yet set down flooring… This is going to be a long wait.” He paces around for a bit before sitting down on a particularly soft patch of dust. The rat blinked and curled up in a corner, "I'm just thankful we're safe from the rain and wind, although I apologize for being the reason you're in here with me. Can't be pleasant with how I reek right about now." She sighed and glanced at the door, quite curious if anyone else would come in, or perchance slide something in. Restroom visits would be quite awkward with the current company...probably should just hold it. Although any food and water would be appreciated, the fact that they'd said they'd just hand out was astounding and unbelievable...to say the very least.
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Tamilşic People
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Roleplay posts: 27
Allegiances: Tamilşe Çar Beylik
Registered: Mar 25, 2021 19:56:43 GMT -5
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Post by Tamilşic People on May 23, 2021 21:47:43 GMT -5
Nurzat enters and looks around disappointingly at the ground. “Seems they haven't yet set down flooring… This is going to be a long wait.” He paces around for a bit before sitting down on a particularly soft patch of dust. The rat blinked and curled up in a corner, "I'm just thankful we're safe from the rain and wind, although I apologize for being the reason you're in here with me. Can't be pleasant with how I reek right about now." She sighed and glanced at the door, quite curious if anyone else would come in, or perchance slide something in. Restroom visits would be quite awkward with the current company...probably should just hold it. Although any food and water would be appreciated, the fact that they'd said they'd just hand out was astounding and unbelievable...to say the very least. Nurzat blinked, turning to face the ratperson, speaking plainly in Common, “If you are to spend time among my people, you should at least know about them. My people value, among other things, cleanliness and sanitation. However, we also believe that would withhold hospitality from our guests and neighbors, we should not expect them to offer the same graces in return. While likely there is now suspicion circling around the camp that my judgement may have been poor, my character remains intact. My wife, Lady Kartal, and perhaps even His Grace the prince understand this.”
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Romsca Sandspeak
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Roleplay posts: 26
Age: Ninteen
Appearance: Romsca is a ratfolk with light grey fur and a smooth light skin toned tail. Her eyes are black pupiled and her teeth are surprisingly white, which isn't a typical habit brought up by her species.
Clothing wise, her entire getup appears to be a combination of sea sail scraps and literal rope all tied up and about to cover everything up.
Equipment: A decent dagger is stashed in her clothes that she has tied up quite securely.
Skills and Abilities: Romsca is incredibly lithe and flexible being able to worm her way into amazingly tight spots. She's also devilishly clever and has a knack for getting out of tight spots and situations by keeping a clear head. Although this has been tested during her time spent in solitude on the ocean's surface being tossed about with scrapwood.
Biography: Romsca is a rat that grew up in a fishing town and was used for the manual labor and boat repairs. She was housed here until the waves washed over the town and she was forgotten.
Clinging to rotting wood, she eventually came across the Isran ship of the Depravity. She tried to climb up the side, practically begging for just a place to sleep. Unfortunately due to the rat plague they had on board, and the fact that she was quite literally just a larger rat, they promptly oiled the sides of the ship to make her slip back into the ocean.
Registered: Apr 1, 2021 11:20:35 GMT -5
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Post by Romsca Sandspeak on May 24, 2021 0:44:15 GMT -5
The rat blinked and curled up in a corner, "I'm just thankful we're safe from the rain and wind, although I apologize for being the reason you're in here with me. Can't be pleasant with how I reek right about now." She sighed and glanced at the door, quite curious if anyone else would come in, or perchance slide something in. Restroom visits would be quite awkward with the current company...probably should just hold it. Although any food and water would be appreciated, the fact that they'd said they'd just hand out was astounding and unbelievable...to say the very least. Nurzat blinked, turning to face the ratperson, speaking plainly in Common, “If you are to spend time among my people, you should at least know about them. My people value, among other things, cleanliness and sanitation. However, we also believe that would withhold hospitality from our guests and neighbors, we should not expect them to offer the same graces in return. While likely there is now suspicion circling around the camp that my judgement may have been poor, my character remains intact. My wife, Lady Kartal, and perhaps even His Grace the prince understand this.” Romsca curled tighter uncomfortable at the subject matter slightly. She nodded, "I wish I was a bit cleaner..." she said her tail twitching from side to side. The rat's eye dimmed a little now that there weren't people outside of the one to talk to. She was still tired, and very much still covered in oil, grime, sweat, and salt water residue. "You lot really have been quite kind, I'm in your debt," she said dully, her exhaustion showing in full, slowly effecting her mood.
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Tamilşic People
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Roleplay posts: 27
Allegiances: Tamilşe Çar Beylik
Registered: Mar 25, 2021 19:56:43 GMT -5
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Post by Tamilşic People on May 24, 2021 1:01:42 GMT -5
Nurzat blinked, turning to face the ratperson, speaking plainly in Common, “If you are to spend time among my people, you should at least know about them. My people value, among other things, cleanliness and sanitation. However, we also believe that would withhold hospitality from our guests and neighbors, we should not expect them to offer the same graces in return. While likely there is now suspicion circling around the camp that my judgement may have been poor, my character remains intact. My wife, Lady Kartal, and perhaps even His Grace the prince understand this.” Romsca curled tighter uncomfortable at the subject matter slightly. She nodded, "I wish I was a bit cleaner..." she said her tail twitching from side to side. The rat's eye dimmed a little now that there weren't people outside of the one to talk to. She was still tired, and very much still covered in oil, grime, sweat, and salt water residue. "You lot really have been quite kind, I'm in your debt," she said dully, her exhaustion showing in full, slowly effecting her mood. Nurzat observed the rat person in all of its discomfort, and thought for a while before speaking, “I'm sure you are tired. You clung to the side of a ship for gods know how long… I don't know how long it will take for Lady Kartal to examine you, but get what rest you can. Gods know the rest of the camp will be working hard…” Nurzat trailed off in thought, and stared distantly at some point on the opposite side of the tent somewhere above Romsca's head. You know they're probably all dead at sea… You were the lucky ones—you saw all those who also clung onto life in the waves… And you know Romsca would've been rejected as soon as there appeared to be hauntings at sea… You know the tales… the stories the sailors whispered at the gathering halls… Would they have shown the same suspicion if one of their countrymen were paddling helplessly in the waves? Nurzat squints and shakes his head violently for a moment, and clasps his head between his palms. He would remain that way for several minutes, his eyelids failing to fight the battle against his fatigue, and after losing more ground, shut entirely, and Nurzat begins to doze off.
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Tamilşic People
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Roleplay posts: 27
Allegiances: Tamilşe Çar Beylik
Registered: Mar 25, 2021 19:56:43 GMT -5
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Post by Tamilşic People on May 24, 2021 17:57:25 GMT -5
Though the climate of this region is warm and humid, there is a pleasant sea breeze that continually blows in from the bay. After a few hours, someone stops by and places a wooden tray of some flat, round bread loaves and a jar of water at the entrance of the tent, and another tray of both dry and wet cloths, a jar of warm, soapy water, and two sealable chamber pots. The day goes on without any additional incident and the warm afternoon turns into a cool evening, and a cool night. The sun later rises that morning with the sounds of native bird calls waking the two.
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Aidana Kartal
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Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 19
Appearance: Her dark curly hair might seem wild, but there is a method to the madness. Every strand is carefully considered. The same can be applied to her attire, which rigidly follows the Beylik standards of beauty and propriety, while also allowing her own identity to shine through.
Equipment: Well, a lady carries her adornments. Everything else she might need is locked away in her private domiciles or carried by the male (or the male servant).
Skills and Abilities: Talking with proper manners, deep interest in sciences and mathematics.
Biography: Raised as the oldest child of a prestigious Beylik family, she was taught table manners, curtsies, music, poetry. Yet in her free time, she could not stop devouring book after book from her father's study on subjects unrelated to her expected future. Yet, upon discussions with some of the family friends, it was apparent that Aidana was more suited to academic pursuits than marriage, so after some difficult conversations, her parents gave way. When the world flooded, her studies were violently halted, but her research was just beginning.
Registered: Apr 1, 2021 15:03:29 GMT -5
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Post by Aidana Kartal on May 25, 2021 6:57:49 GMT -5
Early that very morning, Aidana hauls a case of implements into the tent, in preparation of the physical examination, along with some dried plums, raisins, and dates for breakfast. She does not wake the two as she quietly sets up station around Romsca's bed. She wonders if the ratfolk is such a light sleeper that she might be able to do this without waking her up. She tries, at least. And when Romsca is up she will do the examination posthaste.
If Nurzat should wake up first, she does not tell him to be quiet, but gestures at the food she brought inside for them. She does not partake herself. She'd loathe to admit it but she's too invested in securing their visitors physical state to eat yet.
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Tamilşic People
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Roleplay posts: 27
Allegiances: Tamilşe Çar Beylik
Registered: Mar 25, 2021 19:56:43 GMT -5
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Post by Tamilşic People on May 25, 2021 17:14:52 GMT -5
If Nurzat should wake up first, she does not tell him to be quiet, but gestures at the food she brought inside for them. She does not partake herself. She'd loathe to admit it but she's too invested in securing their visitors physical state to eat yet. Nurzat wakes and sits up, scratching his head and yawning before noticing who had entered, or for that matter before remembering where he was. Upon noticing his eyes open suddenly and he jolts, greeting Aidana, in an inside, hushed voice, “Good morning, your honor! Are you faring in good health?” He turns around and begins to snack on the morsels brought for the tent, and turns back to await any answer.
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Romsca Sandspeak
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Roleplay posts: 26
Age: Ninteen
Appearance: Romsca is a ratfolk with light grey fur and a smooth light skin toned tail. Her eyes are black pupiled and her teeth are surprisingly white, which isn't a typical habit brought up by her species.
Clothing wise, her entire getup appears to be a combination of sea sail scraps and literal rope all tied up and about to cover everything up.
Equipment: A decent dagger is stashed in her clothes that she has tied up quite securely.
Skills and Abilities: Romsca is incredibly lithe and flexible being able to worm her way into amazingly tight spots. She's also devilishly clever and has a knack for getting out of tight spots and situations by keeping a clear head. Although this has been tested during her time spent in solitude on the ocean's surface being tossed about with scrapwood.
Biography: Romsca is a rat that grew up in a fishing town and was used for the manual labor and boat repairs. She was housed here until the waves washed over the town and she was forgotten.
Clinging to rotting wood, she eventually came across the Isran ship of the Depravity. She tried to climb up the side, practically begging for just a place to sleep. Unfortunately due to the rat plague they had on board, and the fact that she was quite literally just a larger rat, they promptly oiled the sides of the ship to make her slip back into the ocean.
Registered: Apr 1, 2021 11:20:35 GMT -5
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Post by Romsca Sandspeak on May 27, 2021 1:00:45 GMT -5
If Nurzat should wake up first, she does not tell him to be quiet, but gestures at the food she brought inside for them. She does not partake herself. She'd loathe to admit it but she's too invested in securing their visitors physical state to eat yet. Nurzat wakes and sits up, scratching his head and yawning before noticing who had entered, or for that matter before remembering where he was. Upon noticing his eyes open suddenly and he jolts, greeting Aidana, in an inside, hushed voice, “Good morning, your honor! Are you faring in good health?” He turns around and begins to snack on the morsels brought for the tent, and turns back to await any answer. Romsca opened her eyes extremely bashfully as her black eyes twitch quite a bit and she grits her teeth a little. She covered up her face quickly and quickly got up her blush hidden by her matted fur. She looks at the both of them once her eyes stopped moving, and got up looking incredibly awkward as she mumbled, "Apologies, I um, my eyes wobble a bit when I'm happy and relaxed, um," she muttered, "Nevermind." Her nose twitched a little as she realized the bread and dried fruits, and then the bath. She blinked and looked incredibly awkward as she didn't exactly know what to do next.
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Tamilşic People
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Roleplay posts: 27
Allegiances: Tamilşe Çar Beylik
Registered: Mar 25, 2021 19:56:43 GMT -5
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Post by Tamilşic People on May 27, 2021 19:38:21 GMT -5
Nurzat pivots around, taking a moment to observe the commotion, smiles warmly at Romsca, as much as he can without revealing the food in his mouth, nods once to acknowledge her, and turns back around.
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Aidana Kartal
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 19
Appearance: Her dark curly hair might seem wild, but there is a method to the madness. Every strand is carefully considered. The same can be applied to her attire, which rigidly follows the Beylik standards of beauty and propriety, while also allowing her own identity to shine through.
Equipment: Well, a lady carries her adornments. Everything else she might need is locked away in her private domiciles or carried by the male (or the male servant).
Skills and Abilities: Talking with proper manners, deep interest in sciences and mathematics.
Biography: Raised as the oldest child of a prestigious Beylik family, she was taught table manners, curtsies, music, poetry. Yet in her free time, she could not stop devouring book after book from her father's study on subjects unrelated to her expected future. Yet, upon discussions with some of the family friends, it was apparent that Aidana was more suited to academic pursuits than marriage, so after some difficult conversations, her parents gave way. When the world flooded, her studies were violently halted, but her research was just beginning.
Registered: Apr 1, 2021 15:03:29 GMT -5
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Post by Aidana Kartal on Jun 3, 2021 13:11:02 GMT -5
Aidana acknowledges Nuzrat with a nod. Yes, she was doing well and that was about as much as could be said about it. "Just have some food and try to not get in the way." Her interest this morning was not in the man. He existed somewhere in periphery, shadowed by the more interesting creature.
Romsca's eye thing made Aidana crack a slight smile. Was that a symptom or just a quirk or her personality. Interesting. "A very good morning to you gentle Romsca! I hope you are ready for your physical examination. We'll start with an oral exam if you don't mind..." Aidana indicated for her to open her mouth as she twirled a small wooden implement. Some may have considered it rude to wake someone up with a physical examination but Aidana considered it efficient.
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Romsca Sandspeak
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Roleplay posts: 26
Age: Ninteen
Appearance: Romsca is a ratfolk with light grey fur and a smooth light skin toned tail. Her eyes are black pupiled and her teeth are surprisingly white, which isn't a typical habit brought up by her species.
Clothing wise, her entire getup appears to be a combination of sea sail scraps and literal rope all tied up and about to cover everything up.
Equipment: A decent dagger is stashed in her clothes that she has tied up quite securely.
Skills and Abilities: Romsca is incredibly lithe and flexible being able to worm her way into amazingly tight spots. She's also devilishly clever and has a knack for getting out of tight spots and situations by keeping a clear head. Although this has been tested during her time spent in solitude on the ocean's surface being tossed about with scrapwood.
Biography: Romsca is a rat that grew up in a fishing town and was used for the manual labor and boat repairs. She was housed here until the waves washed over the town and she was forgotten.
Clinging to rotting wood, she eventually came across the Isran ship of the Depravity. She tried to climb up the side, practically begging for just a place to sleep. Unfortunately due to the rat plague they had on board, and the fact that she was quite literally just a larger rat, they promptly oiled the sides of the ship to make her slip back into the ocean.
Registered: Apr 1, 2021 11:20:35 GMT -5
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Post by Romsca Sandspeak on Jun 8, 2021 0:58:36 GMT -5
Romsca was not quite too keen on the idea. She looked down a bit bashfully, "Well, I wouldn't say my breath is the most clean right about now," she said scratching the back of her neck awkwardly. She opened her mouth however, revealing an odd batch of teeth, lots of canines and more animalistic features.
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Aidana Kartal
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 19
Appearance: Her dark curly hair might seem wild, but there is a method to the madness. Every strand is carefully considered. The same can be applied to her attire, which rigidly follows the Beylik standards of beauty and propriety, while also allowing her own identity to shine through.
Equipment: Well, a lady carries her adornments. Everything else she might need is locked away in her private domiciles or carried by the male (or the male servant).
Skills and Abilities: Talking with proper manners, deep interest in sciences and mathematics.
Biography: Raised as the oldest child of a prestigious Beylik family, she was taught table manners, curtsies, music, poetry. Yet in her free time, she could not stop devouring book after book from her father's study on subjects unrelated to her expected future. Yet, upon discussions with some of the family friends, it was apparent that Aidana was more suited to academic pursuits than marriage, so after some difficult conversations, her parents gave way. When the world flooded, her studies were violently halted, but her research was just beginning.
Registered: Apr 1, 2021 15:03:29 GMT -5
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Post by Aidana Kartal on Jun 9, 2021 17:32:42 GMT -5
Aidana peeks inside Romsca's mouth, finding no sites of infection visible. She is uncertain as to where she should refer what she sees. Too big for a rat, too rodent for human. Still, trying to apply the knowledge she has, the rest of the examination does not take long.
"Nothing is the matter." Aidana says to no one in particular. There is a slight wish that she had found something to be heard in her voice. "But she is also physically weak, I'm sure you've noticed that yourself, Romsca. You've overexerted yourself, and eaten or drank practically nothing. I would advice you to stay here, have some water first, then fruit, and we'll move you to solid food a bit later down the line. Bed rest and the lightest of exercise for a week. At least"
As if the matter had been decided, Aidana moved towards the door. "Now if you'll excuse me."
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Tamilşic People
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Roleplay posts: 27
Allegiances: Tamilşe Çar Beylik
Registered: Mar 25, 2021 19:56:43 GMT -5
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Post by Tamilşic People on Jun 9, 2021 17:55:08 GMT -5
“MM!” Nurzat utters before gulping down the remaining food he has in his mouth, turning to his left from facing the wall to catch Aidana before she leaves, “If it is safe, I am eager to return to my duties, Uruusunun Enesi. My brothers and sisters in labor—does the Işenimdüü yet require more hands to see to its restoration?”
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