Usque
Committed
Roleplay posts: 80
Biography: This is the NPC account for the people of the Usque
Allegiances: Tana the Tongue Tied
Place of Residence: Trinity Island and Sindarin
Registered: Mar 24, 2021 9:55:43 GMT -5
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Post by Usque on Mar 22, 2024 20:08:00 GMT -5
The encampment is not far from the shore that the Usqueans arrived at not long prior. This is a depiction of the clearing, each square is a about five ft by five ft.
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Nasphie
New
Roleplay posts: 7
Age: 20
Appearance: She stands at a petite height of 5'0", her form is curvy and somewhat athletic. Her hair is fiery red and curly, hanging down her back to her waist.
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Equipment: Throwing knives and crescent daggers
Clothing
Camping gear
misc stuff
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Skills and Abilities: She once had the skill to make fire with her hands. Now that seems impossible with the Mist.
Biography: She and some of the people with her came from the deepest parts of the Usque. She is a descendant of Camilla, her grandfather was Evrand II of Medan, the eldest son of Camilla. Her father is his son. She is revered as royal blood.
Her people escaped a great forest fire in the misty sectoion of the north just before the rains fell and the flood took their boats into a deep mist.
Registered: Aug 16, 2023 13:12:02 GMT -5
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Post by Nasphie on Mar 23, 2024 13:38:25 GMT -5
They had rested beneath the trees for about a week before they finally could explore. The people from the fleet took the smaller crafts, those that had once held as many belongings as possible without being bogged down, boats that were canoe like in shape, but only held a group of six at most. They navigated a somewhat shallow stream Westward for only about a mile before finding a suitable place to set up a proper camp, a clearing.
There were those who were now working to set tents up including Nasphie, who quietly erected hers as she would normally. A larger tent was set up between the two sections of the smaller ones, one that would become an infirmary.
All of the goods, random things, some that would be very helpful, other things sentimental in nature, were soon floated down the stream to be placed in different areas of the clearing. Most of the place was deserted for the moment, save for the few in the big tent and maybe a random person here and there. She was silent as she tied the last tie and knelt to use a mallet to hammer the stake down into the ground to hold the tent in place so any wind wouldn't blow. The tents were all treated with bee's wax and served as good shelter, so she was glad that they had enough to fit everyone if need be. Some of the men chose to set up under tarps in a smaller section, so there were bedrolls around a smaller fire pit, and some chests served as benches and some barrels served as tables.
The rain had let up but it was awfully humid. She felt herself sweating by the end of it, so she stood and wiped her brow with the back of the hand that wielded the mallet. She moved to place that in with her satchel with her other personal things, but she would lend it out if someone asked of course.
Nasphie moved away from the tent after she finished erecting it and thought it was a good time to take herself to the stream, lifting her hair off her neck to allow for some air to ease the heat on her neck. She sighed and thought to step into the stream, so she pulled her feet from her sandals and waded in. With a relieved sigh, she splashed the water on her face and started going deeper in without regard to her already damp clothing. She sank to her knees and dipped her head in, grabbing some sand to start scrubbing the toil off of her.
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Ae'sath
New
Roleplay posts: 8
Age: 30
Appearance: He is adorned with a few Jem's but and his clothes are indicative of a big ranking guard, green eyes and dark skin, 186 cm tall
Equipment: Sword and shield and a water skin
Skills and Abilities: Not a heavy hitter he makes it up by being very agile with the sword
Registered: Aug 17, 2023 16:59:24 GMT -5
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Post by Ae'sath on Mar 24, 2024 23:22:17 GMT -5
Ae'sath had just a couple of hours of sleep, although healing, it would take time before his broken ribs stopped bothering him, the pain and discomfort didn't stopped him from helping, he was carrying all sort of things to their respective places but he didn't stopped at the lighter things, he also went for the heavy things.
It was unclear if he had total disregard for himself or if he was too proud, perhaps tok stubborn to not do everything he possibly could do, even the things he shouldn't.
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Nasphie
New
Roleplay posts: 7
Age: 20
Appearance: She stands at a petite height of 5'0", her form is curvy and somewhat athletic. Her hair is fiery red and curly, hanging down her back to her waist.
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Equipment: Throwing knives and crescent daggers
Clothing
Camping gear
misc stuff
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Skills and Abilities: She once had the skill to make fire with her hands. Now that seems impossible with the Mist.
Biography: She and some of the people with her came from the deepest parts of the Usque. She is a descendant of Camilla, her grandfather was Evrand II of Medan, the eldest son of Camilla. Her father is his son. She is revered as royal blood.
Her people escaped a great forest fire in the misty sectoion of the north just before the rains fell and the flood took their boats into a deep mist.
Registered: Aug 16, 2023 13:12:02 GMT -5
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Post by Nasphie on Mar 25, 2024 20:46:39 GMT -5
She stood up to finish scrubbing at her arms when the sound of him caught her attention. She saw him doing exactly what he needed not to do. Irritation welled up in her for the stubborn man who went against her advice. "Put those down! Get in here and wash up and then rest or I will have you bound to a tree."
She said it with authority that made it clear why she was going to be queen. She grumbled under her breath as she nearly fell trying to get to the shore to find two of the stronger men to do her bidding and bind him.
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