Lucrezia Fletcher
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Roleplay posts: 25
Appearance: Lucrezia is as fair and fine as any porcelain doll, with her long flaxen hair and painted features. Below the neck, however, is a much different story. Made from the finest metals, forged by the most skillful smiths, woven by the adept hands of an artificer, is a body made of armor. It was put together to seem as slender as any young lady's limbs with the toughness of plate and mail. Though no flesh is interwoven in the design, draping skirts and a cape were added to give her a more approachable, more feminine silhouette. Her eyes are a bright blue and swirl with an ethereal light.
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Equipment: Elmar, her ornate war scythe, is a living weapon with two cores, much like herself. He is a fallen warrior with a rigorous amount of life and after-death experience. When held, Elmar can make adjustments to the wielder's body to help them learn how to wield him.
A knife is set into her hip on a scabbard attached to her body in case someone gets too close for the scythe to become useful.
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Skills and Abilities: Lucrezia is new to the world and thus has little to no skills of her own. Thankfully, she is equipped with a hardy body and the ability to be dismantled completely without dying. The secret to her life lies in her two magical cores which harbor the parts of her soul. Should those be destroyed, so too would Lucrezia die.
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Post by Lucrezia Fletcher on Jul 9, 2021 23:48:25 GMT -5
The gauntlet, as though hearing the intentions of the warriors, began to point once more. Through the gilded fields, it led them towards a rocky stream. Just before they reached it, the gauntlet stopped pointing and threw up its palm, as though telling them to stop. Assuming they'd done exactly that, it would gesture upstream, at a glint in the light several hundred yards away.
It was a pauldron, but it was stuck in a tangle of antlers. Should they strain to see over the lengthy grass, they would see that those antlers were attached to a rather massive elklike creature. It had a powerful heft to it and a set of hooves that would pack a nasty punch if impacted. More importantly than that, they could take it far away if the hunters decided to startle it.
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Ironwolf Village
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Roleplay posts: 86
Biography: This Account represents all of the Ironwolf Village NPCs
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Post by Ironwolf Village on Jul 10, 2021 8:34:51 GMT -5
Astrid had the gantlet in one hand and her spear in the other, Baggi had her shield and a hatchet, both followed the directions.
Soon they would stop and then followed the steam, it was than that they spotted the antlers with another part stuck to it, they looked at eachother, Astrid checked the wind direction and both would try to move around so the wind wouldn't carry their smell over to what seemed to be some sort of elk.
"I thought Freyr was the one hunting today," Baggi whispered in a jokingly manner.
Astrid put a finger in front of her lips, she needed silence, the woman gave the gantlet to her husband and tried to get as close as she could and prepared to throw her spear.
The woman, that used to be the part of the Jarl's guard had an impressive throw, most man couldn't throw as far and with as much strength, once in position she debated on where to hit it.
"If I hit it in the leg I might be able to stop it from running but that might not work," she thought "I don't want to make it suffer either."
After some consideration she decided that a more lethal throw was the best option, once the animal weren't looking she prepared herself, aimed right behind it's shoulder and threw the spear that, hopefully, would have a blade long enough to reach the vital organs that are located in that area of normal elk.
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Ironwolf Village
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Roleplay posts: 86
Biography: This Account represents all of the Ironwolf Village NPCs
Registered: Jun 14, 2021 20:09:13 GMT -5
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Post by Ironwolf Village on Jul 12, 2021 13:04:30 GMT -5
She tried to walk, but her legs were too unsteady. The owl landed on a nearby rock and hooted, head craning this way and that as if worried. The lynx padded behind them, head low but not in the stalking way. They soon followed the party when Varia was carried off. There had been a little bit of heat to her skin, and she seemed so lethargic that she simply rested her head and sighed. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Fengr brought the woman to camp, when the other people saw the lynx they got nervous but Líf assured it would be fine, they would place her inside of the lean-to that Líf was using. Fengr, after laying her down, turned bro Líf and said "I'll leave her to you as i have more things to do." Líf nodded "Have a good day Fengr, thanks for your help." The man nodded than left, Líf, grabbed a piece of cloth, went to a barrel that was on the camp and submerged in water, brought back, the water was a bit cold as the morning had just arrived and the sun didn't had the chance to warm it, she than placed it against various parts of Varias's face to lower her temperature, once she was done she would watch the woman to make sure she would be fine.
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Varia
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Roleplay posts: 62
Age: 23
Appearance: Race: Mostly Human
Brown Hair
Brown Eyes
Fair-Olive Skin
Average of Height and slightly athletic in build
Equipment: Clothes and Equipment: Bracelets of black leather, one bejeweled and bangled.
Head dress of feathers and braided leather.
Leather Armor (not depicted) in the form of: Corset, bracers, Hyde helmet, Hyde Boots
At Her Belt:
Short Sword (Left side of belt)
Pouch of Gold (Right)
Map and Compass
Pouch of Medicinals (Right)
5 ft Cord (back)
Flint and Steel (Left)
At Her Back:
Basic Bow
Quiver full of Arrows
1 large sack containing:
A change of normal clothing and underthings
2 Changes warm clothing
Winter Cloak or Summer
Dishes both for cooking and for eating
Protective cloth covered crystals of various colors
50 ft of rope, coiled (Hanging from Right)
Grappling Hook, 2 Torches (Hooked to left side of pack)
Sack of Food, Water Skin, Wine Skin(Right Side)
Bed Roll (On top)
Skills and Abilities: Class: Beast Master
Has the ability to communicate as well as command companion animals, each with their own special things and one common.
Has the power to heal minor wounds only.
Is able to hunt, climb, build fires, scout, cook, and is of beginner ability of swordplay, but more advanced in archery.
Can understand and verbalize common tongue as well as different fae dialects.
Biography: |Personality|
Appears aloof, Varia is a cool personality bordering on frosty sometimes. She is socially awkward in that her sense of humor is rather... lacking. But she is not without laughter, it is merely a rarity. Most of the time, she is serious and focused on what must be done. She does not always meet the eye but not out of dishonesty but rather doing so without really meaning to.
|Origins|
Varia was born to a human woman deep in the Usque ar Ñalma Forest, a woman who had fallen in love with a descendant of a faun. Her mother died shortly after, leaving the girl at the mercy of the forest. She became the daughter of the nymphs, groomed to take the place of the former Beast Mistress, Feruzia, who died within the caverns deep below the roots of the trees that grew tall within the ancient forest.
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Post by Varia on Jul 13, 2021 12:53:48 GMT -5
Varia slept. She didn't know for how long, but she slept deeply. Her eyes felt like leaden weights were sitting on top of her lids, holding them closed. She could feel the cool water being wiped on her face as the woman tended to her. Her fever spiked, however, at some point. She thrashed about restlessly soon enough, muttering things.
Her eyes opened then, and she broke out into a sweat, which meant the fever broke. However long that took.
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Lucrezia Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 25
Appearance: Lucrezia is as fair and fine as any porcelain doll, with her long flaxen hair and painted features. Below the neck, however, is a much different story. Made from the finest metals, forged by the most skillful smiths, woven by the adept hands of an artificer, is a body made of armor. It was put together to seem as slender as any young lady's limbs with the toughness of plate and mail. Though no flesh is interwoven in the design, draping skirts and a cape were added to give her a more approachable, more feminine silhouette. Her eyes are a bright blue and swirl with an ethereal light.
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Equipment: Elmar, her ornate war scythe, is a living weapon with two cores, much like herself. He is a fallen warrior with a rigorous amount of life and after-death experience. When held, Elmar can make adjustments to the wielder's body to help them learn how to wield him.
A knife is set into her hip on a scabbard attached to her body in case someone gets too close for the scythe to become useful.
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Skills and Abilities: Lucrezia is new to the world and thus has little to no skills of her own. Thankfully, she is equipped with a hardy body and the ability to be dismantled completely without dying. The secret to her life lies in her two magical cores which harbor the parts of her soul. Should those be destroyed, so too would Lucrezia die.
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Post by Lucrezia Fletcher on Jul 13, 2021 14:59:33 GMT -5
Just as the spear was thrown, its glint reflected in the eye of the cervine, prompting it to rear up on its hooves. The spear caught it in the neck, protruding to the other side, but it did not die. Instead, it bounded through the fields, belting a painful, distressing call through the air.
It ran for the woods, for some type of cover.
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Ironwolf Village
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Roleplay posts: 86
Biography: This Account represents all of the Ironwolf Village NPCs
Registered: Jun 14, 2021 20:09:13 GMT -5
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Post by Ironwolf Village on Jul 13, 2021 15:13:34 GMT -5
Varia slept. She didn't know for how long, but she slept deeply. Her eyes felt like leaden weights were sitting on top of her lids, holding them closed. She could feel the cool water being wiped on her face as the woman tended to her. Her fever spiked, however, at some point. She thrashed about restlessly soon enough, muttering things. Her eyes opened then, and she broke out into a sweat, which meant the fever broke. However long that took. Once Varia opened her eyes she would find herself inside a rather large lean-to, it could accommodate up to tho adults and a child, it was wider than it was tall, beside her there was Líf, sitting down, grinding a yellow herb, she would also be able to see her companions if they were inside the temporary shelter as well and the outside light suggested bit was jus passed the middle of the afternoon. The herb had groups of leaflets surrounding a central group, the woman had picked one of the surrounding leaflets, after grinding them inside of a bowl she poured hot water on it, she waited a few seconds, put the bowl bro the side and helped the woman sit down. "Hi," she said, the woman showed no bad intentions on her expression, her smile seemed genuine, "this will help you with that fever." She grabbed the bowl, blew a bit on it than passed to the woman."
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Ironwolf Village
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Roleplay posts: 86
Biography: This Account represents all of the Ironwolf Village NPCs
Registered: Jun 14, 2021 20:09:13 GMT -5
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Post by Ironwolf Village on Jul 13, 2021 15:56:25 GMT -5
Just as the spear was thrown, its glint reflected in the eye of the cervine, prompting it to rear up on its hooves. The spear caught it in the neck, protruding to the other side, but it did not die. Instead, it bounded through the fields, belting a painful, distressing call through the air. It ran for the woods, for some type of cover. "Fuck !" Astrid exclaimed as the animal fled, herself and her husband moved to the edge of the woods, the first thing they did was to see what direction the tracks and the blood lead. After that Baggi said "I have plan. Once we find it again, you'll move, putting that animal between us, I will stay hidden, after that i will need you to scare it, making it run towards me, once he gets close to me, just enough where it won't be able to change directions, I will use the shield to make it fall and than finish it with my hatchet." Astrid nodded and both started tracking the animal, moving as quietly and as fast as they could, once the animal was located they put the plan in motion.
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Lucrezia Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 25
Appearance: Lucrezia is as fair and fine as any porcelain doll, with her long flaxen hair and painted features. Below the neck, however, is a much different story. Made from the finest metals, forged by the most skillful smiths, woven by the adept hands of an artificer, is a body made of armor. It was put together to seem as slender as any young lady's limbs with the toughness of plate and mail. Though no flesh is interwoven in the design, draping skirts and a cape were added to give her a more approachable, more feminine silhouette. Her eyes are a bright blue and swirl with an ethereal light.
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Equipment: Elmar, her ornate war scythe, is a living weapon with two cores, much like herself. He is a fallen warrior with a rigorous amount of life and after-death experience. When held, Elmar can make adjustments to the wielder's body to help them learn how to wield him.
A knife is set into her hip on a scabbard attached to her body in case someone gets too close for the scythe to become useful.
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Skills and Abilities: Lucrezia is new to the world and thus has little to no skills of her own. Thankfully, she is equipped with a hardy body and the ability to be dismantled completely without dying. The secret to her life lies in her two magical cores which harbor the parts of her soul. Should those be destroyed, so too would Lucrezia die.
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Post by Lucrezia Fletcher on Jul 13, 2021 16:26:52 GMT -5
For a creature wounded so grievously, it made it far into the woods, near the river. As it lost blood, it became delirious and frightened, prancing away at the slightest sounds until it came to a fallen tree over the rapids. It tried to cross. Snap.
A hoof slid. Its antlers caught in the branches of the tree. The pauldron teetered, threatening to fall in. The spear pressed against the trunk, holding the creature at a strange angle before its weight began to slide the spear out. Slowly. Painfully.
It bellowed.
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Ironwolf Village
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Roleplay posts: 86
Biography: This Account represents all of the Ironwolf Village NPCs
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Post by Ironwolf Village on Jul 13, 2021 16:47:31 GMT -5
The cries of the animal alerted the duo to its location, the thing looked like it was stuck and in pain, that saddened Baggi once he saw it.
Before it could free itself, Baggi rushed it, if he reached the animal before it manage to escape he would grab it by the neck and use his hatchet to cut the animal's throat, making it bleed out fast.
If he didn't he would throw the hatchet, aiming at the back of the thing's neck, hopefully incapacitating it by making the thing lose the felling of his legs.
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Lucrezia Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 25
Appearance: Lucrezia is as fair and fine as any porcelain doll, with her long flaxen hair and painted features. Below the neck, however, is a much different story. Made from the finest metals, forged by the most skillful smiths, woven by the adept hands of an artificer, is a body made of armor. It was put together to seem as slender as any young lady's limbs with the toughness of plate and mail. Though no flesh is interwoven in the design, draping skirts and a cape were added to give her a more approachable, more feminine silhouette. Her eyes are a bright blue and swirl with an ethereal light.
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Equipment: Elmar, her ornate war scythe, is a living weapon with two cores, much like herself. He is a fallen warrior with a rigorous amount of life and after-death experience. When held, Elmar can make adjustments to the wielder's body to help them learn how to wield him.
A knife is set into her hip on a scabbard attached to her body in case someone gets too close for the scythe to become useful.
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Skills and Abilities: Lucrezia is new to the world and thus has little to no skills of her own. Thankfully, she is equipped with a hardy body and the ability to be dismantled completely without dying. The secret to her life lies in her two magical cores which harbor the parts of her soul. Should those be destroyed, so too would Lucrezia die.
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Post by Lucrezia Fletcher on Jul 13, 2021 17:08:02 GMT -5
It made one last yell as its throat was slit and all went black for the creature. A shudder went through its body as it died. Unfortunately, the shudder tumbled the pauldron from its horns... into the river.
And.
It.
Tumbled down.
Into the water.
Beneath the rapids.
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Ironwolf Village
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Roleplay posts: 86
Biography: This Account represents all of the Ironwolf Village NPCs
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Post by Ironwolf Village on Jul 13, 2021 17:21:38 GMT -5
Baggi leaped trying to grab the shining piece of metal before the water took it too far but the man as he shouted "The pauldron !" But the man was heavy and although fast jumping wasn't his strong suit.
Astrid was even faster than her husband and her thin but strong built made her jumps better.
If the man failed to grab the pauldron, chances were that he would, Astrid would rush along the stream living the shield behind, she tried to get as closer as she could or even pass the metal part before leaping in its direction.
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Lucrezia Fletcher
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Roleplay posts: 25
Appearance: Lucrezia is as fair and fine as any porcelain doll, with her long flaxen hair and painted features. Below the neck, however, is a much different story. Made from the finest metals, forged by the most skillful smiths, woven by the adept hands of an artificer, is a body made of armor. It was put together to seem as slender as any young lady's limbs with the toughness of plate and mail. Though no flesh is interwoven in the design, draping skirts and a cape were added to give her a more approachable, more feminine silhouette. Her eyes are a bright blue and swirl with an ethereal light.
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Equipment: Elmar, her ornate war scythe, is a living weapon with two cores, much like herself. He is a fallen warrior with a rigorous amount of life and after-death experience. When held, Elmar can make adjustments to the wielder's body to help them learn how to wield him.
A knife is set into her hip on a scabbard attached to her body in case someone gets too close for the scythe to become useful.
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Skills and Abilities: Lucrezia is new to the world and thus has little to no skills of her own. Thankfully, she is equipped with a hardy body and the ability to be dismantled completely without dying. The secret to her life lies in her two magical cores which harbor the parts of her soul. Should those be destroyed, so too would Lucrezia die.
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Post by Lucrezia Fletcher on Jul 14, 2021 20:15:56 GMT -5
Once again, Astrid waded into the water after a piece, and for a second time, she caught it, though the piece only just slipped into her fingers.
Dwelling below, eying the glint of the item, was something akin to a catfish. Hungry and due for a meal, the creature's whiskers, four feet in length- which was half the size of the fish itself- reached up to wrap around the pauldron and wrench it away from the aged warrior.
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Ironwolf Village
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Roleplay posts: 86
Biography: This Account represents all of the Ironwolf Village NPCs
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Post by Ironwolf Village on Jul 14, 2021 20:38:23 GMT -5
"Oh no you don't," Astrid said getting to her feet as quickly as she could shouting "Spear !" To her husband, Baggi quickly grabbed the spear and threw to her.
Astrid grabbed it, turned to where the fish went looking for the reflection that the metal part would give, if she found it quickly enough she would throw the spear, leading the shot to hopefully stop the water thief.
If she could not do so or if she failed, Astrid would sigh, that sigh would become a grunt and the grunt a scream of frustration.
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Lucrezia Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 25
Appearance: Lucrezia is as fair and fine as any porcelain doll, with her long flaxen hair and painted features. Below the neck, however, is a much different story. Made from the finest metals, forged by the most skillful smiths, woven by the adept hands of an artificer, is a body made of armor. It was put together to seem as slender as any young lady's limbs with the toughness of plate and mail. Though no flesh is interwoven in the design, draping skirts and a cape were added to give her a more approachable, more feminine silhouette. Her eyes are a bright blue and swirl with an ethereal light.
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Equipment: Elmar, her ornate war scythe, is a living weapon with two cores, much like herself. He is a fallen warrior with a rigorous amount of life and after-death experience. When held, Elmar can make adjustments to the wielder's body to help them learn how to wield him.
A knife is set into her hip on a scabbard attached to her body in case someone gets too close for the scythe to become useful.
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Skills and Abilities: Lucrezia is new to the world and thus has little to no skills of her own. Thankfully, she is equipped with a hardy body and the ability to be dismantled completely without dying. The secret to her life lies in her two magical cores which harbor the parts of her soul. Should those be destroyed, so too would Lucrezia die.
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Post by Lucrezia Fletcher on Jul 20, 2021 14:06:20 GMT -5
The spear slid through the pliant body of the fish like a knife through cake. It squirmed and tussled for a bit before letting go of the pauldron, then attempted to free itself from the spear.
The gauntlet's finger began pointing in yet another direction as soon as Astrid succeeded in gathering the part. It led them to a rather large, steep hill, upon which had trees poking out of its side, much like how mushrooms are wont to do from the sides of rotting things.
It was upon this hill, a league up the incline, that they would encounter a cliff. Within holes on the sheer cliff were nests of birds.
Within one of the nests, a breastplate, which housed a dozen tiny little eggs.
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Ironwolf Village
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Roleplay posts: 86
Biography: This Account represents all of the Ironwolf Village NPCs
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Post by Ironwolf Village on Jul 20, 2021 17:56:09 GMT -5
Astrid would get the part from the fish and as the gantlet pointed they would would follow.
Baggi would stay with the elk's dead body as her wife would go to the next location, after assessing the situation she thought that having a rope would be safer, since the breastplate wouldn't go anywhere she decided to return and, after telling her husband the situation, both used most of the rest of the day dragging the large animal to camp, planning to go back in the next morning.
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