Faces in the Mist
Committed
Roleplay posts: 50
Appearance: The mist swirls and whirls, whispering its secrets to whoever may listen.
Registered: Mar 19, 2021 19:13:05 GMT -5
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Post by Faces in the Mist on Mar 21, 2021 14:35:38 GMT -5
 Spirits in the FogThe voyage across the seas and through the mists was a long one, fraught with death and danger. The crew of the Depravity rescued hundreds from the water, pulling them up off of their little boats and floating planks. However, with so many people being pulled out of the sea, there was little time to check and make sure that the folks they were rescuing were exactly who they said they were. Somewhere along the journey, something got aboard the Depravity. Perhaps the mysterious stowaway was some manner of eldritch entity, or perhaps it was a vengeful spirit of some sort. Maybe it was simply a disgruntled person or a simple random stroke of bad luck. Whatever it was, though, one thing was certain: something on the ship was out for blood. |
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Wah Doobie
Established
Roleplay posts: 17 
Age: Adolescent
Appearance: He's a Kobold with brown scales and seems like a girl with how he acts and dresses.
Equipment: Wah carries with him a mixed bag of various stones he has collected in his life from before the flood.
Skills and Abilities: Wah has great power within him and can control rock and earth in various ways. His first major feat came when he was a younger child and his powers manifested for the first time and he created a landslide that carried him miles away from his home.
Biography: Wah Doobie is a young Kobold who lives with his father and sister, they used to have another brother but he left home years ago and they haven't seen each other since.
For a while, Wah has been training with Ralf Valgard but Skarlet has come to bring him back to New Isra and recruit him for her plans.
Wah must now learn to use his powers in ways that he has never tried before.
Allegiances: Doobie Family, Dux Skarlet
Registered: Mar 21, 2021 15:41:20 GMT -5
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Post by Wah Doobie on Mar 21, 2021 16:03:38 GMT -5
Wah often wanders the ship, maybe he will see something and help.
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Norman Cleats
Established
Roleplay posts: 16
Appearance: Norman is a tall and strapping young lad. His hands are calloused and muscles toned from several years of hauling lines. He appears to be in his late 20s.
Equipment: 2 sets of sailing cloths
1 set of land clothes
1 rigging knife
1 razor
1 set of sewing and splicing gear
1 medium leather drybag
Skills and Abilities: During his time as a cleat makers apprentice Norman learned to carve, cast metals, and work a forge, though he only ever made one thing. Since taking to the seas he as worked on the decks and as a yardsman. He someday wishes to learn to chart maps and become an accomplished navigator.
Biography: Norman's father was a cleat maker. As was his father's father, as was his grandfather's father. So it was with some contention from his family that Norman because a sailor instead. While the making of cleats was a safe and dependable job, Norman had never understood how someone could be content with such a monotonous existence. Sure, there had been the occasional order for an ornate bit of carving or gilding, and there was some skill involved in casting or forging larger gear, but mostly they just made plain old wooden cleats.
Registered: Mar 21, 2021 15:13:41 GMT -5
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Post by Norman Cleats on Mar 21, 2021 18:04:13 GMT -5
Norman, and more of the crew likely, have grown uneasy. Working aloft in the continual mists has does strange things to the mind and Norman is always grateful then his feet touch the deck once more.
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Shindra the shadow
New
just lazing about
Roleplay posts: 1
Age: 13
Appearance: Tall slender slightly tan elf with blue markings on face.
Equipment: Basic leather armor with satchel.
Iron sword.
2 steel daggers.
Skills and Abilities: Amazing Pickpocket
Decent at Swordfighting
Agility and speed are great
Biography: I was raised in a far off land called marora.
I was an orphan and learned the thieving arts quickly. When the cataclysm happened I drifted in on a piece of driftwood with a small case of amnesia.
Allegiances: N/A
Place of Residence: N/A
Registered: Nov 3, 2021 23:07:00 GMT -5
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Post by Shindra the shadow on Nov 3, 2021 23:40:40 GMT -5
Shindra darts around the ship pickpocketing people at random and also stealing any alcohol aboard the ship.
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