Nurzat II Elkezer
New
Roleplay posts: 5
Age: 31
Appearance: A dockworker and short-haul crewman with notably tanned and weathered brown skin. Though young, his face and hands show signs of aging. He stands at a height of 5’4”, is stocky, and has well-developed musculature from his years of work in his field. He tends to wear a modest tunic and trousers to shield him from the elements while also keeping him agile and mobile. His dark brown hair has begun to be speckled with sparse gray-white hairs.
Equipment: On his person, he keeps a knife for cutting ropes, seaweed and kelp and for rare personal defense. When necessary, he also tends to keep a prybar on his person.
Skills and Abilities: Nurzat is a strong man, having gained the strength from his work to be able to lift and carry large loads, and to do so without much fatigue for hours at a time. This also allowed him to be quite competent as a wrestler.
Allegiances: Tamilşe Çar Beylik
Place of Residence: Kamsız Kıluu
Registered: Jun 18, 2021 20:53:54 GMT -5
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Post by Nurzat II Elkezer on Jun 18, 2021 21:05:22 GMT -5
For now, a huge yurt-like tent pitched to house the Elkezer household, a household of dockworkers, sailors and merchants. The household hosts six families, three bachelors, four bachelorettes, and twelve children.
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Nurzat II Elkezer
New
Roleplay posts: 5
Age: 31
Appearance: A dockworker and short-haul crewman with notably tanned and weathered brown skin. Though young, his face and hands show signs of aging. He stands at a height of 5’4”, is stocky, and has well-developed musculature from his years of work in his field. He tends to wear a modest tunic and trousers to shield him from the elements while also keeping him agile and mobile. His dark brown hair has begun to be speckled with sparse gray-white hairs.
Equipment: On his person, he keeps a knife for cutting ropes, seaweed and kelp and for rare personal defense. When necessary, he also tends to keep a prybar on his person.
Skills and Abilities: Nurzat is a strong man, having gained the strength from his work to be able to lift and carry large loads, and to do so without much fatigue for hours at a time. This also allowed him to be quite competent as a wrestler.
Allegiances: Tamilşe Çar Beylik
Place of Residence: Kamsız Kıluu
Registered: Jun 18, 2021 20:53:54 GMT -5
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Post by Nurzat II Elkezer on Jun 19, 2021 1:25:46 GMT -5
After her quarantine, Romsca Sandspeak was invited to the Elkezer household. She is received at first by suspicious stares and whispers, particularly among the children, which are in turn met with elbow jabs and for the worst offender, a boy perhaps around the age of ten, a smack on the back of the head from the elders of the house. An important-looking woman greets Romsca in Tamilşic twice before Nurzat kindly informs her of her language. The elderly woman then explains in broken Common that she is the matriarch of the family, called Zamira. After a brief discussion where Zamira asks of her circumstances, and Romsca and Nurzat tell her, she addresses the people of the household in her native tongue, and the people then familiarize themselves with the confused rat, asking her in various levels of literacy in Common where she came from, how she got there, if she was hungry, and from the children, if they could pet her. The parents chided the children at these questions. In short order, she found herself surrounded by friends and is offered a spread of flatbreads, a cup of a drink they call ‘breadfruit wine’, and goat stew. She stays in this house for three days while her wounds heal and she regains her strength. Each day, most of the family departs early in the morning and arrive in the late afternoon. Romsca learns that they were working on their ship, called the Işenimdüü, which translates to The Reliable. In her time there, she is taught the basics of their language, some of the rudimentary tenets of their culture, particularly their core beliefs, the cultural importance of the threshold, oaths, and is shown the in-house shrine to their patron god. Whether or not she would believe anything, they explained, would be up to her, as she is at this time considered a visitor and a guest. Over time, the bewilderment, even mean-spiritedness of the children would wear off, and Romsca would end up as something of a fascination to the children, some of them spending time with her, playing with her if she would find herself so generous, and providing the parents some much-needed distraction. At the end of the three days, Nurzat and the other crewmen, dockworkers and sailors arrive back at dusk, later than anticipated. However, they happily announce that the Işenimdüü was done with renovations, and that they would launch to the nearby tidal swamps the day after tomorrow—after the workers had been granted an uninterrupted day of rest. By now, the condition of Romsca's wounds have since drastically improved, and despite spending time with people so hospitable, she finds herself stir crazy. On the day before launch, Nurzat asks her in common, “So, how are you feeling?” |
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Romsca Sandspeak
Established
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 19, 2021 12:46:42 GMT -5
After her quarantine, Romsca Sandspeak was invited to the Elkezer household. She is received at first by suspicious stares and whispers, particularly among the children, which are in turn met with elbow jabs and for the worst offender, a boy perhaps around the age of ten, a smack on the back of the head from the elders of the house. An important-looking woman greets Romsca in Tamilşic twice before Nurzat kindly informs her of her language. The elderly woman then explains in broken Common that she is the matriarch of the family, called Zamira. After a brief discussion where Zamira asks of her circumstances, and Romsca and Nurzat tell her, she addresses the people of the household in her native tongue, and the people then familiarize themselves with the confused rat, asking her in various levels of literacy in Common where she came from, how she got there, if she was hungry, and from the children, if they could pet her. The parents chided the children at these questions. In short order, she found herself surrounded by friends and is offered a spread of flatbreads, a cup of a drink they call ‘breadfruit wine’, and goat stew. She stays in this house for three days while her wounds heal and she regains her strength. Each day, most of the family departs early in the morning and arrive in the late afternoon. Romsca learns that they were working on their ship, called the Işenimdüü, which translates to The Reliable. In her time there, she is taught the basics of their language, some of the rudimentary tenets of their culture, particularly their core beliefs, the cultural importance of the threshold, oaths, and is shown the in-house shrine to their patron god. Whether or not she would believe anything, they explained, would be up to her, as she is at this time considered a visitor and a guest. Over time, the bewilderment, even mean-spiritedness of the children would wear off, and Romsca would end up as something of a fascination to the children, some of them spending time with her, playing with her if she would find herself so generous, and providing the parents some much-needed distraction. At the end of the three days, Nurzat and the other crewmen, dockworkers and sailors arrive back at dusk, later than anticipated. However, they happily announce that the Işenimdüü was done with renovations, and that they would launch to the nearby tidal swamps the day after tomorrow—after the workers had been granted an uninterrupted day of rest. By now, the condition of Romsca's wounds have since drastically improved, and despite spending time with people so hospitable, she finds herself stir crazy. On the day before launch, Nurzat asks her in common, “So, how are you feeling?” Romsca gave a smile, "I'm not often used to being the center of attention. Where I was from most folks kept a wide berth. I'm very appreciative of your hospitality, but I feel like I'm not exactly being very helpful. Outside of watching your wonderful children I feel quite like a burden. I must request you put me to work now." |
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Nurzat II Elkezer
New
Roleplay posts: 5
Age: 31
Appearance: A dockworker and short-haul crewman with notably tanned and weathered brown skin. Though young, his face and hands show signs of aging. He stands at a height of 5’4”, is stocky, and has well-developed musculature from his years of work in his field. He tends to wear a modest tunic and trousers to shield him from the elements while also keeping him agile and mobile. His dark brown hair has begun to be speckled with sparse gray-white hairs.
Equipment: On his person, he keeps a knife for cutting ropes, seaweed and kelp and for rare personal defense. When necessary, he also tends to keep a prybar on his person.
Skills and Abilities: Nurzat is a strong man, having gained the strength from his work to be able to lift and carry large loads, and to do so without much fatigue for hours at a time. This also allowed him to be quite competent as a wrestler.
Allegiances: Tamilşe Çar Beylik
Place of Residence: Kamsız Kıluu
Registered: Jun 18, 2021 20:53:54 GMT -5
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Post by Nurzat II Elkezer on Jun 20, 2021 13:55:31 GMT -5
“Would we fail to be hospitable, we would have no less character than those who failed our ancestors. As for your offer, I'm glad you asked,” Nurzat said with a smile, “As of first light tomorrow, we are shipping out to the tidal swamps some ways west of us to inspect it. We had taken notice of lights which dance among the mists, and believe others to be inhabiting these swamps. If you would be willing, it would indeed be good to demonstrate your worth to my kinsmen. Will you come with us?”
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Romsca Sandspeak
Established
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 23, 2021 2:39:17 GMT -5
“Would we fail to be hospitable, we would have no less character than those who failed our ancestors. As for your offer, I'm glad you asked,” Nurzat said with a smile, “As of first light tomorrow, we are shipping out to the tidal swamps some ways west of us to inspect it. We had taken notice of lights which dance among the mists, and believe others to be inhabiting these swamps. If you would be willing, it would indeed be good to demonstrate your worth to my kinsmen. Will you come with us?” Romsca smiled, "That sounds nice, I'd quite like to be included. Would it be possible to have my blade back? Might be nice to have some security in the swamps, potentially from any 'fun' wildlife. Eh?" She said with a small chuckle and a predatory glint in her black eyes. |
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Nurzat II Elkezer
New
Roleplay posts: 5
Age: 31
Appearance: A dockworker and short-haul crewman with notably tanned and weathered brown skin. Though young, his face and hands show signs of aging. He stands at a height of 5’4”, is stocky, and has well-developed musculature from his years of work in his field. He tends to wear a modest tunic and trousers to shield him from the elements while also keeping him agile and mobile. His dark brown hair has begun to be speckled with sparse gray-white hairs.
Equipment: On his person, he keeps a knife for cutting ropes, seaweed and kelp and for rare personal defense. When necessary, he also tends to keep a prybar on his person.
Skills and Abilities: Nurzat is a strong man, having gained the strength from his work to be able to lift and carry large loads, and to do so without much fatigue for hours at a time. This also allowed him to be quite competent as a wrestler.
Allegiances: Tamilşe Çar Beylik
Place of Residence: Kamsız Kıluu
Registered: Jun 18, 2021 20:53:54 GMT -5
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Post by Nurzat II Elkezer on Jun 25, 2021 17:46:20 GMT -5
Romsca smiled, "That sounds nice, I'd quite like to be included. Would it be possible to have my blade back? Might be nice to have some security in the swamps, potentially from any 'fun' wildlife. Eh?" She said with a small chuckle and a predatory glint in her black eyes. Nurzat frowned at the mention of a her blade, and moreso at the mention of wildlife, “As long as the trouble finds you and not the other way around, aye?” He speaks staring directly into Romsca's eyes to nail the point home. |
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Romsca Sandspeak
Established
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 25, 2021 18:40:49 GMT -5
Romsca smiled, "That sounds nice, I'd quite like to be included. Would it be possible to have my blade back? Might be nice to have some security in the swamps, potentially from any 'fun' wildlife. Eh?" She said with a small chuckle and a predatory glint in her black eyes. Nurzat frowned at the mention of a her blade, and moreso at the mention of wildlife, “As long as the trouble finds you and not the other way around, aye?” He speaks staring directly into Romsca's eyes to nail the point home. She instantly looked guilty, and nodded, "Yes sir, I'll be sure to keep that in mind," she gave the hint of a bow, "I didn't mean to give the intention that I was going to cause any trouble," she said looking genuinely concerned that she'd done something very wrong. |
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Nurzat II Elkezer
New
Roleplay posts: 5
Age: 31
Appearance: A dockworker and short-haul crewman with notably tanned and weathered brown skin. Though young, his face and hands show signs of aging. He stands at a height of 5’4”, is stocky, and has well-developed musculature from his years of work in his field. He tends to wear a modest tunic and trousers to shield him from the elements while also keeping him agile and mobile. His dark brown hair has begun to be speckled with sparse gray-white hairs.
Equipment: On his person, he keeps a knife for cutting ropes, seaweed and kelp and for rare personal defense. When necessary, he also tends to keep a prybar on his person.
Skills and Abilities: Nurzat is a strong man, having gained the strength from his work to be able to lift and carry large loads, and to do so without much fatigue for hours at a time. This also allowed him to be quite competent as a wrestler.
Allegiances: Tamilşe Çar Beylik
Place of Residence: Kamsız Kıluu
Registered: Jun 18, 2021 20:53:54 GMT -5
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Post by Nurzat II Elkezer on Jul 2, 2021 23:29:21 GMT -5
Nurzat frowned at the mention of a her blade, and moreso at the mention of wildlife, “As long as the trouble finds you and not the other way around, aye?” He speaks staring directly into Romsca's eyes to nail the point home. She instantly looked guilty, and nodded, "Yes sir, I'll be sure to keep that in mind," she gave the hint of a bow, "I didn't mean to give the intention that I was going to cause any trouble," she said looking genuinely concerned that she'd done something very wrong. The man's facial expression relaxes, the corners of his mouth curling up almost into a smile,“Good, good. Then tomorrow, see that you make it on the ship in presentable order. From what I understand, His Royal Grace will be aboard.” |
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Romsca Sandspeak
Established
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 Jul 9, 2021 10:28:19 GMT -5
She instantly looked guilty, and nodded, "Yes sir, I'll be sure to keep that in mind," she gave the hint of a bow, "I didn't mean to give the intention that I was going to cause any trouble," she said looking genuinely concerned that she'd done something very wrong. The man's facial expression relaxes, the corners of his mouth curling up almost into a smile,“Good, good. Then tomorrow, see that you make it on the ship in presentable order. From what I understand, His Royal Grace will be aboard.” Romsca gave a small smile and nodded, "I'll be up early then," she paused, "Say, do you have the tools for fishing? I'm quite good at that, and I suspect that might be helpful later on?" |
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