Idalia
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: Adult aged. Idalia is adult aged.
Appearance: When Idalia looks in the mirror she thinks she is pretty. She describes herself as white. Her hair is white, her wings are white, and her skin is white. Her eyes are a gentle pink color, almost the same pink her cheeks get when she's flustered. She uses her clothes to add a splash of color to her pale complexion. In the kitchen, she wears a white apron and a sweater underneath if it is chilly. She often wears colorful flexible pants to easily glide her way through the kitchen. Sometimes she can be seen sporting a long colorful skirty. OH YEA the most important part! Idalia is 10 slugs tall.
Equipment: Idalia usually carries her items in an over-the-shoulder cotton bag. Her items include jars of spices, sharpened knives wrapped in leather, a sharpening stone, and her favorite stuffed charm in the shape of a fluffy ram.
Skills and Abilities: Idalia isn't much of a fighter, but her knowledge of breaking down and hunting makes her capable of being one. She doesn't enjoy confrontation or combat but if someone were to threaten her livelihood then she would have no choice but to cut them down to size. She is a skilled chef with techniques from a wide variety of regions. Her cooking can cure the toughest of colds. There's something about the food she makes that always make people come back for more. It must be all the love she puts into her dishes. She is not just a wiz with savory food, she's also a mastermind when it comes to baking and dessert. How else can you have a satisfying meal if you don't have dessert?
Biography: Idalia grew up in a sheltered family who lived amongst other Arna. Arnas are what her kind is called. Her family had high hopes for her, the name she was given means "behold the sun." Maybe she was supposed to be a beacon to others. She never truly understood her name, but it sounds pretty. She went to school but didn't seem to particularly excel in it. Idalia learned the teachings of the light and how the light guides those behind it. Their noble ancestors have helped those seeking passage to brighter lands. Even now people are chosen to walk the path previous generations have lighting the way to hope. She was chosen as one of the ones that would shed light and teach others of this life. May they also believe in the light. It was during one of these trips to a new town that she discovered her love of cuisine. A street vendor selling the most aromatic food she's ever smelled. She couldn't help but take a nibble. It was just a vegetable on a stick, how good could it be? Her eyes widened. The intense flavor of this squash hit her tastebuds. She could taste the smokey flavors combined with just the right amount of heat. A squeeze of lime topped it all off. A flavor explosion, unlike anything she's ever eaten. From that moment forward, she was inspired to learn the ways of cooking so that she too can elicit that same experience from others. Joy can be found when people's stomachs are full.
Registered: Mar 2, 2023 21:16:32 GMT -5
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Post by Idalia on Jul 7, 2023 0:57:53 GMT -5
A humble little establishment has been erected immediately off The Forum, filled with enticing smells! Idalia’s Great Eats is officially open for business! Idalia, the owner of this eatery, has eaten many things, traveled to many diverse regions, and is ready to bring her skills to Port Argentium! Her small restaurant serves up bold flavors, and she is prepared to whip up something everyone will love! A taste of home in every bite! The interior projects a homey welcome, like your grandmother’s house. Warm lanterns give the restaurant a comforting presence. There are wooden tables and chairs typical of restaurants — a few of them lit intimately by candlelight. When the sun hits right, an array of colors streams through the stained glass windows. The walls are decorated with hanging plants and paintings of food to stroke customers' appetites. A framed portrait of Lady Naoki hangs by the door, Idalia’s best-known patron. Those dining in will also be able to see Idalia cooking their meal through an opening into the kitchen — which is pristine. It’s organized, well-maintained, and stocked with the highest quality ingredients Port Argentium has to offer. Her kitchen appears as though it was taken from a higher-scale, much fancier establishment and transplanted here.
MENU: Rice to Meet You - Idalia is always excited to meet her customers and so is this rice bowl! This delectable fried chicken cutlet rice bowl topped with a drizzle of mayo will make the best first impression!
OH-nigiri - A triangle rice ball wrapped in seaweed filled with the fillings of the day (ask your server) sure to make anyone eating them go OH!
Say Cheese - A appetizer of perfectly toasted bread baked with a blend of 5 cheeses. The cheese so gooey it can stretch from one end of the port to another. If it doesn’t, we’ll give you 50% off your order!
Mixed Greens Fiasco - Healthy eating makes the life span increase! A blend of mixed greens in a sour raspberry vinaigrette topped with tomatoes, croutons, and shaved cheese.
Idalia’s Special - Who doesn’t like a little mystery? Put your trust in the chef, you won’t regret it!
Idalia’s Birthday Meal - The choice of fried chicken pieces or a Big Idalia Burgor (BIB) with fried sliced potatoes. Additionally, a violently purple milkshake. (The BIB includes two meat patties, cheese, lettuce, tomato, bacon, mozzarella sticks, onion rings, & Idalia’s Secret Sauce ((made with love 💖)))
Little Moth’s Meal - For the little ones whose appetites aren’t as big, we have deep-fried chicken pieces and crispy potatoes sliced thin. The meal also includes apple slices and a choice of beverage in a spill-proof container.
Bad Memories - For those that somehow miss the rations aboard a long sea-faring journey, this is the meal for you! Salty sardines with rock-hard bread and a concerningly colored beverage will make you remember the rough voyage here! (Ask your server for a vegetarian option.)
Adventurer’s Ribs - A rack of meaty juicy ribs from the hunt of the day smothered in a sticky sweet and smokey sauce.
The Prince’s Chop - A glistening bone-in pork chop smothered in an apricot glaze. Served with seasoned roasted fingerling potatoes and a smile on your face! This chop will make anyone feel like royalty!
The Emperor’s Feast - Why have a chop when you can have the whole pig? The chef will roast an entire pig for you and your party. The pig will also be sporting an apple — dressed to impress! The pig is roasted for 48 hours in our oven and seasoned with a secret blend of spices to make the skin juicy and crisp. (Please order at least 4 days in advance. No one wants a disappointed pig.)
🌶 🌶 🌶 The Fire Breathing Challenge 🔥 - Do you have the courage to take on the Kraken?! Idalia will serve up 6 full-size squid tentacles seasoned in 15 different spices from regions near and far. Eat all 6 tentacles within 2 hours and be crowned champion! The winner will have a portrait of them painted and hung on the wall in their honor. If the heat is too hot to handle, losers will be taken outside and drenched with a bucket of water. (All participants of this challenge must sign a liability waiver. We do not take fault for any medical complications one might suffer during this challenge.)
Naoki Cakes - Fluffy hot cakes made with different colored batter in the likeness of Naoki. Add fruits or other topping for an additional charge.
Knockout Rolls - A soft cream-filled sponge cake with a swirl design mimicking the eyes of dizzy adventurers.
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Lady Naoki
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 345
Appearance: Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed.
Allegiances: New Isra
Place of Residence: Port Argentium
Registered: Mar 16, 2021 22:31:18 GMT -5
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Post by Lady Naoki on Jul 7, 2023 1:19:17 GMT -5
Lady Naoki arrives with little fanfare to Port Argentium’s most recent construction. Stepping inside, she takes stock of the builders’ handiwork. By her estimation, they seem to have done quite well, and she can see how Idalia has put some of the decorative items she requested to work. The result is quite cozy.
“Idalia?” Calling out, Naoki peeks over into the kitchen. “I’ve brought your firestarter. I had to fetch some more from the ship, as the ones we brought ashore initially have all been handed out.” She offers the firestarter to Idalia.
“This is the last item you needed to open, yes?”
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Idalia
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: Adult aged. Idalia is adult aged.
Appearance: When Idalia looks in the mirror she thinks she is pretty. She describes herself as white. Her hair is white, her wings are white, and her skin is white. Her eyes are a gentle pink color, almost the same pink her cheeks get when she's flustered. She uses her clothes to add a splash of color to her pale complexion. In the kitchen, she wears a white apron and a sweater underneath if it is chilly. She often wears colorful flexible pants to easily glide her way through the kitchen. Sometimes she can be seen sporting a long colorful skirty. OH YEA the most important part! Idalia is 10 slugs tall.
Equipment: Idalia usually carries her items in an over-the-shoulder cotton bag. Her items include jars of spices, sharpened knives wrapped in leather, a sharpening stone, and her favorite stuffed charm in the shape of a fluffy ram.
Skills and Abilities: Idalia isn't much of a fighter, but her knowledge of breaking down and hunting makes her capable of being one. She doesn't enjoy confrontation or combat but if someone were to threaten her livelihood then she would have no choice but to cut them down to size. She is a skilled chef with techniques from a wide variety of regions. Her cooking can cure the toughest of colds. There's something about the food she makes that always make people come back for more. It must be all the love she puts into her dishes. She is not just a wiz with savory food, she's also a mastermind when it comes to baking and dessert. How else can you have a satisfying meal if you don't have dessert?
Biography: Idalia grew up in a sheltered family who lived amongst other Arna. Arnas are what her kind is called. Her family had high hopes for her, the name she was given means "behold the sun." Maybe she was supposed to be a beacon to others. She never truly understood her name, but it sounds pretty. She went to school but didn't seem to particularly excel in it. Idalia learned the teachings of the light and how the light guides those behind it. Their noble ancestors have helped those seeking passage to brighter lands. Even now people are chosen to walk the path previous generations have lighting the way to hope. She was chosen as one of the ones that would shed light and teach others of this life. May they also believe in the light. It was during one of these trips to a new town that she discovered her love of cuisine. A street vendor selling the most aromatic food she's ever smelled. She couldn't help but take a nibble. It was just a vegetable on a stick, how good could it be? Her eyes widened. The intense flavor of this squash hit her tastebuds. She could taste the smokey flavors combined with just the right amount of heat. A squeeze of lime topped it all off. A flavor explosion, unlike anything she's ever eaten. From that moment forward, she was inspired to learn the ways of cooking so that she too can elicit that same experience from others. Joy can be found when people's stomachs are full.
Registered: Mar 2, 2023 21:16:32 GMT -5
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Post by Idalia on Jul 7, 2023 1:36:19 GMT -5
The Arna pokes her head out from the kitchen. Her fur is covered with dust from cleaning.
"Thank you! I'm so happy that you like my food. You're a great help. You know so many strong people to help build. To help Idalia remember how kind and helpful you are, I will hang a picture painting of you by the door! I hope you'll come here often. It is good doing business" Idalia had presented Naoki with business documents, which had the word please written many times, but the true test of skill was in Idalia's cooking. Idalia had proved herself by cooking a finger-licking pork chop. Sure Idalia doesn't know business that well, but she sure knows food. Funny that a plant-eater like herself knew how to cook the perfect meat. Idalia was very nervous in the beginning to be working with Lady Naoki. She was grateful for the advice and help the experienced woman provided. Definitely a much better businesswoman
"I did not know they have little thing to make fires. Idalia started fires the old-fashioned way. This will be much faster! That is the last thing I need to open. Pebbles will make cute mascot for food eatery.", Idalia wonders if cat lady will dare to try the spicy squid challenge. Idalia also thinks a wet cat wouldn't be good for her business. Lady Naoki had wanted to put the loser in the stocks and pour a huge bucket of water on them. Idalia thought that was too cruel. TOOOO SCARY! Pouring buckets on them without locking them up is less scary and cruel. It would be so embarrassing to be the laugh of the town for having a bad spice tolerance.
TODAY! The start of a new life! Idalia wonders who will her first customers be? She's so excited that she's practically jumping!!!
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Lady Naoki
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 345
Appearance: Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed.
Allegiances: New Isra
Place of Residence: Port Argentium
Registered: Mar 16, 2021 22:31:18 GMT -5
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Post by Lady Naoki on Jul 27, 2023 4:51:36 GMT -5
“It’s… very likable food,” Lady Naoki agrees. Not the same type of fare that Laute concocts, but something about it feels comforting and familiar, despite the fact that Naoki has never had “homemade food” in that sense.
Watching Idalia all but bouncing with excitement, Naoki smirks inwardly. She’ll be very popular with the people of Port Argentium. Perhaps the building should have been constructed larger to accommodate. But then, that might ruin the homey atmosphere.
“Hmh. Do you know what often entices me into cute little eateries?” Stepping over to lean on the counter, she holds out the firestarter for Idalia to take.
“The aroma,” she declares, making a fanciful gesture. “Cook something for me— anything at all, chef’s choice, but something that will smell good from the outside. Something spicy or savory, perhaps.”
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Idalia
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: Adult aged. Idalia is adult aged.
Appearance: When Idalia looks in the mirror she thinks she is pretty. She describes herself as white. Her hair is white, her wings are white, and her skin is white. Her eyes are a gentle pink color, almost the same pink her cheeks get when she's flustered. She uses her clothes to add a splash of color to her pale complexion. In the kitchen, she wears a white apron and a sweater underneath if it is chilly. She often wears colorful flexible pants to easily glide her way through the kitchen. Sometimes she can be seen sporting a long colorful skirty. OH YEA the most important part! Idalia is 10 slugs tall.
Equipment: Idalia usually carries her items in an over-the-shoulder cotton bag. Her items include jars of spices, sharpened knives wrapped in leather, a sharpening stone, and her favorite stuffed charm in the shape of a fluffy ram.
Skills and Abilities: Idalia isn't much of a fighter, but her knowledge of breaking down and hunting makes her capable of being one. She doesn't enjoy confrontation or combat but if someone were to threaten her livelihood then she would have no choice but to cut them down to size. She is a skilled chef with techniques from a wide variety of regions. Her cooking can cure the toughest of colds. There's something about the food she makes that always make people come back for more. It must be all the love she puts into her dishes. She is not just a wiz with savory food, she's also a mastermind when it comes to baking and dessert. How else can you have a satisfying meal if you don't have dessert?
Biography: Idalia grew up in a sheltered family who lived amongst other Arna. Arnas are what her kind is called. Her family had high hopes for her, the name she was given means "behold the sun." Maybe she was supposed to be a beacon to others. She never truly understood her name, but it sounds pretty. She went to school but didn't seem to particularly excel in it. Idalia learned the teachings of the light and how the light guides those behind it. Their noble ancestors have helped those seeking passage to brighter lands. Even now people are chosen to walk the path previous generations have lighting the way to hope. She was chosen as one of the ones that would shed light and teach others of this life. May they also believe in the light. It was during one of these trips to a new town that she discovered her love of cuisine. A street vendor selling the most aromatic food she's ever smelled. She couldn't help but take a nibble. It was just a vegetable on a stick, how good could it be? Her eyes widened. The intense flavor of this squash hit her tastebuds. She could taste the smokey flavors combined with just the right amount of heat. A squeeze of lime topped it all off. A flavor explosion, unlike anything she's ever eaten. From that moment forward, she was inspired to learn the ways of cooking so that she too can elicit that same experience from others. Joy can be found when people's stomachs are full.
Registered: Mar 2, 2023 21:16:32 GMT -5
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Post by Idalia on Jul 30, 2023 23:01:20 GMT -5
"Cook something, that's a smart idea. I have the perfect dish." Idalia tightened the bow on her apron and went to work in the kitchen. Idalia has never had formal training as a chef, but by the way she cooks, some may think she has. Her knife zooms across a cutting board as she dices up her ingredients. The skillet hisses when a mixture of chili hits the hot oil, and the rest of the ingredients go in too.
The ingredients mix together in a harmonious dish. A large pillar of fire can be seen from the window looking into the kitchen. The heat of the flame makes Idalia chuckle. "This is going to be great!" Idalia puts together the finishing touches and plates the dish. The aroma that wafts from it draws people in. The initial sting of the spices will make people's heads turn. There is a smoky sweetness to the dish that makes entices the public. The cacophony of flavor profiles brings curiosity to those around. The smells of a dish are like a word on the tips of people's tongues.
She presents the dish in front of Naoki. The dish sits in a stone pot, the contents still sizzling. It seems to be a broth of sorts with tofu, scallions, potatoes, and potatoes from the initial view. The broth is a vibrant red, a warning of the heat this dish may contain. Idalia will open a window to let the savory scent waft out into the streets.
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Lady Naoki
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 345
Appearance: Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed.
Allegiances: New Isra
Place of Residence: Port Argentium
Registered: Mar 16, 2021 22:31:18 GMT -5
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Post by Lady Naoki on Aug 1, 2023 8:22:56 GMT -5
Lady Naoki nods. She has a few good ideas from time to time.
Leaning against a structural pillar, Naoki peers through the window leading into the kitchen. Idialia moves in the same way that she’s seen her chefs move in the past, back at The Moonlight Eclipse.
And as Naoki watches, she finds herself salivating. Which is odd, because she’s never been one to salivate over anything, least of all food. (It’s not quite ladylike, you see.) But ever since bonding with Laute, food has taken on a new type of allure for Naoki — the sort of allure she’s usually reserved for those innocent, light-haired types that so often seem to find their way into her arms.
It’s a bit strange to enjoy something else in that same way. But, looking on as Idalia chops up some potatoes, Naoki supposes it’s actually sort of nice. To more fully enjoy a facet of life she hadn’t before, and garner more enjoyment than she had before from the simple act of eating. It feels fanciful to think of it like that, at least.
In any case, when Idalia exits the kitchen with her prepared dish, Lady Naoki is seated and ready — but not in a rush. First, she thanks the chef, complimenting the scent. Then, she admires it. The way that the broth simmers, with the steam wafting off. The aroma — each ingredient contributing to the whole. It is to be a hearty dish, that Naoki will savor eating. Dipping her spoon, she raises it to her lips and is struck by the flavor.
“Marvelous,” she declares. “I do hope you’re ready for customers.”
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Void
New
You want it ? I'll get it, if you can pay my price
Roleplay posts: 7
Age: Unknown
Appearance: He looks like a well dressed man except he and his clothes appeared to be made of shadows and black ink like substance, his eyes and mouth glow white
Equipment: His equipment may vary as he can create it from the ink like substance that makes his skin and clothes
Skills and Abilities: He can create weapons and tools, his dark figure makes it perfect for stealth but he have to close his eyes, he can be a very convincing person if he so desires.
Biography: Unable to have kids, Void's parents struck a deal with an old man that always met them in dark alley, promising them a child, the result of this deal was a black, shadowy, Inky like baby, the parents, as they agreed, would have the first twelve years of the child's life and the old man the rest. After the time was up, Void left of his own will and was trained in how to use his abilities by a voice that was always with him, once the training was concluded he decided that the voice wasn't useful anymore and stopped listening.
Registered: Aug 5, 2021 21:40:59 GMT -5
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Post by Void on Aug 10, 2023 22:10:17 GMT -5
The sound of knocking was heard coming from the door, then, whoever knocked ran away, in front of the door a small package with a note that with the following message written on it, "I can't keep it locked away anymore, I'm too weak here, the spell I created to trap it doesn't seem to work on this damned island, I'm sorry".
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Maggie Sawfish
Established
Roleplay posts: 21
Appearance: Blueish-grey skin with pallid pink scar tissue and gums, solid red eyes that become paler the longer she goes without blood, messy stringy white hair. Prominent fangs, wears a dark blue jacket and become hat.
Equipment: Two bottles for general use and one bottle exclusively for alcohol, three vials of fermented blood, a corpse fisher net, a broken ship wheel handle. A metal breast plate.
Skills and Abilities: Comparable strength and agility to a trained soldier, very good swimmer, no need to breathe or eat though she does enjoy eating, only needs to consume blood or ichor to sustain herself.
Practitioner of esoteric vampire magic known as the twisting which can be used to wring a living thing out like a dishrag to harvest an ethereal fluid called ichor produced by the living when they are violent, self indulgent, guilty or cruel.
Practitioner of necromancy, capable of raising multiple corpses as thralls provided they are waterlogged with saltwater. More power can be channeled to mutate a suitable corpse into a more monstrous form even if severely damaged. This however is draining and saltwater must be absorbed into the body or ingested in order to maintain the binding or recharge.
Skilled with using polearms with an emphasis on sweeping and cutting (halberds, partizans, etc)
Knows how to fermented blood and brew grog.
Biography: Press ganged into an Undead pirate lord's crew as a deckhand and bloodbag, the admiral took a liking to her and eventually turned her while forcing himself on her. As payment for this Maggie later staked him with one of the ship wheel's handles. After some time of sweet freedom and adapting to a new life (and finding that blood and ichor taste horrible.) The floods eventually came and dragged Maggie away.
Registered: Mar 2, 2022 19:08:30 GMT -5
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Post by Maggie Sawfish on Aug 11, 2023 8:40:33 GMT -5
Maggie had staggered through the quieter streets of the city, half guided by instinct to avoid the light at the people, her memory had been lapsing.
"Must be too hungry to think straight..." she thought to herself "...that or the reaper's finally calling my name..."
With her lucidity she realised her body had been following the scent of cooking, of food, a powerful sense of smell that'd shame a bloodhound, perhaps the only gift of starving like this...with luck they might have some livestock or better yet bloody meats. The idea of raiding a hospice to sup on the injured didn't sit well with her.
As she approached the building her nose confirmed that it was a restaurant, there was a sign too...maybe at this point she could hardly see, her vision constantly blurring and getting redder, to a bystander she'd have somehow looked even worse than usual, her pallid blueish skin clinging to a gaunt body, sunken eyes of dull red that twitched lazily in her sockets.
She stumbled up to the door, and fell against it, hitting the wall just next to it with a thud.
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Void
New
You want it ? I'll get it, if you can pay my price
Roleplay posts: 7
Age: Unknown
Appearance: He looks like a well dressed man except he and his clothes appeared to be made of shadows and black ink like substance, his eyes and mouth glow white
Equipment: His equipment may vary as he can create it from the ink like substance that makes his skin and clothes
Skills and Abilities: He can create weapons and tools, his dark figure makes it perfect for stealth but he have to close his eyes, he can be a very convincing person if he so desires.
Biography: Unable to have kids, Void's parents struck a deal with an old man that always met them in dark alley, promising them a child, the result of this deal was a black, shadowy, Inky like baby, the parents, as they agreed, would have the first twelve years of the child's life and the old man the rest. After the time was up, Void left of his own will and was trained in how to use his abilities by a voice that was always with him, once the training was concluded he decided that the voice wasn't useful anymore and stopped listening.
Registered: Aug 5, 2021 21:40:59 GMT -5
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Post by Void on Aug 11, 2023 9:58:12 GMT -5
After the sound of a body hitting a wall, a raspy, muffled voice was heard coming from a box on the ground "Release me."
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Maggie Sawfish
Established
Roleplay posts: 21
Appearance: Blueish-grey skin with pallid pink scar tissue and gums, solid red eyes that become paler the longer she goes without blood, messy stringy white hair. Prominent fangs, wears a dark blue jacket and become hat.
Equipment: Two bottles for general use and one bottle exclusively for alcohol, three vials of fermented blood, a corpse fisher net, a broken ship wheel handle. A metal breast plate.
Skills and Abilities: Comparable strength and agility to a trained soldier, very good swimmer, no need to breathe or eat though she does enjoy eating, only needs to consume blood or ichor to sustain herself.
Practitioner of esoteric vampire magic known as the twisting which can be used to wring a living thing out like a dishrag to harvest an ethereal fluid called ichor produced by the living when they are violent, self indulgent, guilty or cruel.
Practitioner of necromancy, capable of raising multiple corpses as thralls provided they are waterlogged with saltwater. More power can be channeled to mutate a suitable corpse into a more monstrous form even if severely damaged. This however is draining and saltwater must be absorbed into the body or ingested in order to maintain the binding or recharge.
Skilled with using polearms with an emphasis on sweeping and cutting (halberds, partizans, etc)
Knows how to fermented blood and brew grog.
Biography: Press ganged into an Undead pirate lord's crew as a deckhand and bloodbag, the admiral took a liking to her and eventually turned her while forcing himself on her. As payment for this Maggie later staked him with one of the ship wheel's handles. After some time of sweet freedom and adapting to a new life (and finding that blood and ichor taste horrible.) The floods eventually came and dragged Maggie away.
Registered: Mar 2, 2022 19:08:30 GMT -5
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Post by Maggie Sawfish on Aug 11, 2023 15:46:59 GMT -5
The vampire slid down the wall with all the grace of a particularly hungover seagull in response to the voice, after an uncomfortably long slide, she came eye to surface with the box. A tired red gaze scrutinised the container.
"Wot." She flatly replied to the demands of the cube. "Cursed seas Mag you're talkin ta boxes now." She had briefly muttered before turning her attention back to the box.
"Why should I?"
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Void
New
You want it ? I'll get it, if you can pay my price
Roleplay posts: 7
Age: Unknown
Appearance: He looks like a well dressed man except he and his clothes appeared to be made of shadows and black ink like substance, his eyes and mouth glow white
Equipment: His equipment may vary as he can create it from the ink like substance that makes his skin and clothes
Skills and Abilities: He can create weapons and tools, his dark figure makes it perfect for stealth but he have to close his eyes, he can be a very convincing person if he so desires.
Biography: Unable to have kids, Void's parents struck a deal with an old man that always met them in dark alley, promising them a child, the result of this deal was a black, shadowy, Inky like baby, the parents, as they agreed, would have the first twelve years of the child's life and the old man the rest. After the time was up, Void left of his own will and was trained in how to use his abilities by a voice that was always with him, once the training was concluded he decided that the voice wasn't useful anymore and stopped listening.
Registered: Aug 5, 2021 21:40:59 GMT -5
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Post by Void on Aug 11, 2023 16:05:01 GMT -5
Something moved inside the box, the sound of glass lightly colliding against something, then a muffled grunt was hear
"Why, how you like being stuck in a FUCKING BOTTLE FOR WHAT FELT LIKE YEARS ?!"
another grunt "that was rude, I am sorry, please release me."
It was painfully obvious that, whatever was inside, didn't like apologizing.
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Maggie Sawfish
Established
Roleplay posts: 21
Appearance: Blueish-grey skin with pallid pink scar tissue and gums, solid red eyes that become paler the longer she goes without blood, messy stringy white hair. Prominent fangs, wears a dark blue jacket and become hat.
Equipment: Two bottles for general use and one bottle exclusively for alcohol, three vials of fermented blood, a corpse fisher net, a broken ship wheel handle. A metal breast plate.
Skills and Abilities: Comparable strength and agility to a trained soldier, very good swimmer, no need to breathe or eat though she does enjoy eating, only needs to consume blood or ichor to sustain herself.
Practitioner of esoteric vampire magic known as the twisting which can be used to wring a living thing out like a dishrag to harvest an ethereal fluid called ichor produced by the living when they are violent, self indulgent, guilty or cruel.
Practitioner of necromancy, capable of raising multiple corpses as thralls provided they are waterlogged with saltwater. More power can be channeled to mutate a suitable corpse into a more monstrous form even if severely damaged. This however is draining and saltwater must be absorbed into the body or ingested in order to maintain the binding or recharge.
Skilled with using polearms with an emphasis on sweeping and cutting (halberds, partizans, etc)
Knows how to fermented blood and brew grog.
Biography: Press ganged into an Undead pirate lord's crew as a deckhand and bloodbag, the admiral took a liking to her and eventually turned her while forcing himself on her. As payment for this Maggie later staked him with one of the ship wheel's handles. After some time of sweet freedom and adapting to a new life (and finding that blood and ichor taste horrible.) The floods eventually came and dragged Maggie away.
Registered: Mar 2, 2022 19:08:30 GMT -5
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Post by Maggie Sawfish on Aug 11, 2023 16:34:37 GMT -5
"Listen mate, I don't do charity work no more, so offer something ta' sweeten the deal or get comfy in there."
Every word was wheezed out of her cracked lips, a coarse voice worsened by the lack of fresh blood within her.
She did however push herself up off the ground and open up the box, wobbling as she got up, a red mark left where she had collided with the wall on her face.
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Void
New
You want it ? I'll get it, if you can pay my price
Roleplay posts: 7
Age: Unknown
Appearance: He looks like a well dressed man except he and his clothes appeared to be made of shadows and black ink like substance, his eyes and mouth glow white
Equipment: His equipment may vary as he can create it from the ink like substance that makes his skin and clothes
Skills and Abilities: He can create weapons and tools, his dark figure makes it perfect for stealth but he have to close his eyes, he can be a very convincing person if he so desires.
Biography: Unable to have kids, Void's parents struck a deal with an old man that always met them in dark alley, promising them a child, the result of this deal was a black, shadowy, Inky like baby, the parents, as they agreed, would have the first twelve years of the child's life and the old man the rest. After the time was up, Void left of his own will and was trained in how to use his abilities by a voice that was always with him, once the training was concluded he decided that the voice wasn't useful anymore and stopped listening.
Registered: Aug 5, 2021 21:40:59 GMT -5
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Post by Void on Aug 11, 2023 17:08:42 GMT -5
Laughter was heard from the box when a deal was suggested.
Once opened the box revealed a small book and a bottle with a black inky liquid inside, a white spot in the shape of an eye appeared in the liquid, due to his otherworldly nature he recognized not who, but what he was talking too, Void giggled, "how about blood ?"
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Idalia
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: Adult aged. Idalia is adult aged.
Appearance: When Idalia looks in the mirror she thinks she is pretty. She describes herself as white. Her hair is white, her wings are white, and her skin is white. Her eyes are a gentle pink color, almost the same pink her cheeks get when she's flustered. She uses her clothes to add a splash of color to her pale complexion. In the kitchen, she wears a white apron and a sweater underneath if it is chilly. She often wears colorful flexible pants to easily glide her way through the kitchen. Sometimes she can be seen sporting a long colorful skirty. OH YEA the most important part! Idalia is 10 slugs tall.
Equipment: Idalia usually carries her items in an over-the-shoulder cotton bag. Her items include jars of spices, sharpened knives wrapped in leather, a sharpening stone, and her favorite stuffed charm in the shape of a fluffy ram.
Skills and Abilities: Idalia isn't much of a fighter, but her knowledge of breaking down and hunting makes her capable of being one. She doesn't enjoy confrontation or combat but if someone were to threaten her livelihood then she would have no choice but to cut them down to size. She is a skilled chef with techniques from a wide variety of regions. Her cooking can cure the toughest of colds. There's something about the food she makes that always make people come back for more. It must be all the love she puts into her dishes. She is not just a wiz with savory food, she's also a mastermind when it comes to baking and dessert. How else can you have a satisfying meal if you don't have dessert?
Biography: Idalia grew up in a sheltered family who lived amongst other Arna. Arnas are what her kind is called. Her family had high hopes for her, the name she was given means "behold the sun." Maybe she was supposed to be a beacon to others. She never truly understood her name, but it sounds pretty. She went to school but didn't seem to particularly excel in it. Idalia learned the teachings of the light and how the light guides those behind it. Their noble ancestors have helped those seeking passage to brighter lands. Even now people are chosen to walk the path previous generations have lighting the way to hope. She was chosen as one of the ones that would shed light and teach others of this life. May they also believe in the light. It was during one of these trips to a new town that she discovered her love of cuisine. A street vendor selling the most aromatic food she's ever smelled. She couldn't help but take a nibble. It was just a vegetable on a stick, how good could it be? Her eyes widened. The intense flavor of this squash hit her tastebuds. She could taste the smokey flavors combined with just the right amount of heat. A squeeze of lime topped it all off. A flavor explosion, unlike anything she's ever eaten. From that moment forward, she was inspired to learn the ways of cooking so that she too can elicit that same experience from others. Joy can be found when people's stomachs are full.
Registered: Mar 2, 2023 21:16:32 GMT -5
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Post by Idalia on Aug 12, 2023 22:49:13 GMT -5
Idalia nervously listens to the chatter coming from outside the eatery. She walks over and opens the door. "W-welcome!" she treated the uh one and a box? A box! Idalia looks at the open box. "Hello strange liquid thing" Idalia isn't sure if that's bad customer service, but who cares? Her food is really good and uh can this thing even eat? Idalia turns her attention to the other customer. She looks to be a pirate of some sort. That's really cool!
"Welcome!" this one is a little easier to feed. "Come in and have a seat uh table for you and your uh box? This is my restaurant so please make yourself at home."
To the two, they will see Idalia. Idalia is happy to have customers but Idalia is also fuzzy, like a cute moth. Her red eyes beam with excitement along with her feathered antennae which are just as happy to see her first customers. her two pairs of hands extend themselves in a showy manner toward the tables in the restaurant. Viola! we have chairs for you to sit at. Once they have decided on their seats, she will hand them a paper menu.
"Let me know if you have any special requests and I will try to fulfill them."
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Void
New
You want it ? I'll get it, if you can pay my price
Roleplay posts: 7
Age: Unknown
Appearance: He looks like a well dressed man except he and his clothes appeared to be made of shadows and black ink like substance, his eyes and mouth glow white
Equipment: His equipment may vary as he can create it from the ink like substance that makes his skin and clothes
Skills and Abilities: He can create weapons and tools, his dark figure makes it perfect for stealth but he have to close his eyes, he can be a very convincing person if he so desires.
Biography: Unable to have kids, Void's parents struck a deal with an old man that always met them in dark alley, promising them a child, the result of this deal was a black, shadowy, Inky like baby, the parents, as they agreed, would have the first twelve years of the child's life and the old man the rest. After the time was up, Void left of his own will and was trained in how to use his abilities by a voice that was always with him, once the training was concluded he decided that the voice wasn't useful anymore and stopped listening.
Registered: Aug 5, 2021 21:40:59 GMT -5
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Post by Void on Aug 12, 2023 23:04:14 GMT -5
Although he loved making deals, void would rather just be freed, plus his blood isn't never tasty to vampires anyway.
"Please release me" he said to the... Moth girl ?
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