sheenala
New
Just arived
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: Age: 27 (apparently)
Appearance: Roughly female form, made out of bluish crystal with a blackish inner core. Her face is much more chiseled than the rest of her, providing a much more human look, with typical human features.
Equipment: A Jagged crystal dagger, with a leather sheath hung around her waist.
Skills and Abilities: Extremely hard body: As her body is made of crystal, she is difficult to damage. Something like a hammer or mace could do damage significant damage, a firearm could put small divots in her, and heavy swords and axes could possibly hack a chunk out at a cost of their age.
Harmonic resonance: Her body can amplify and return any sound at C4 in it's own ringing tone.
Biography: Sheenala doesn't remember where she was born, or how she got here. All she remembers is waking up on the bottom of the ocean with a bad headache. She has some snippets, of a massive, crystal city ringing out it's song, as well as that same city burning, but little else.
Sheenala is fairly cheery, considering what's going on. She's ready to explore the islands, find a new life, and hopefully find out a bit more of her past. She enjoys singing, her voice having an odd ringing quality, and her body adding an extra tone to her voice.
Allegiances: None
Registered: Apr 5, 2021 13:16:55 GMT -5
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Post by sheenala on Apr 9, 2021 16:55:41 GMT -5
Sheenala sighed a bit when she saw the woman's state as they lay her down. Poor thing.
"We should let her rest." Sheenala stated, looking down at the woman, before turning to look at Cobalt. "Oh, um, I'm sheenala, by the way."
She extended a hand to the metal man.
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Cobalt
New
Roleplay posts: 7
Appearance: Cobalt is a decrepit warforged made of iron. Although most of his body is covered in the heavy cloak he wears, what can be seen of his body is uneven and rusted metal, pieces seeming replaced and repaired so many times that it's hard to tell what is original and what is not. In some areas the outer shell is entirely absent, exposing the metallic pipes and woody tendons that power his tendons. His face is perhaps the most striking, two glowing blues eyes piercing the shadow cast by the hood of his cloak, a grate where a mouth would be with the slightest suggestion of a fading smile.
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Equipment: Cobalt does not need much to survive, and such keeps very little on him. At his side rests a sheathed sword, and about his next hangs a chain carrying a badge indicative of some military rank.
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Skills and Abilities: While Cobalt has some skill with the sword, his main strength is his magic, or at least was. While in the past he was able to conjure swarms of otherworldly tentacles and summon great monsters to fight for him, now he can barely manage to muster the basics of the magic he once had mastered.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2021 13:04:54 GMT -5
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Post by Cobalt on Apr 15, 2021 13:57:43 GMT -5
Cobalt lay Thalia down as gently as he could, in some sort of consolation for the way they had carried her over in the first place. At least it did not appear to hamper her ability to rest, judging by how she near instantly seemed to fall asleep. With that task complete, Cobalt unwound his cloak from his hands and was in the process of draping it over his shoulders when Sheenala addressed him.
He was still slightly wary of this strange crystalline being that had appeared suddenly, but she appeared to be benevolent and he hadn't any reason to distrust her. Figuring that it would be uncouth to leave her introduction lingering in the air too long, he replied and mechanically accepted the handshake. "I am Cobalt. Thank you for your assistance."
Dropping the handshake after what felt like an appropriate amount of time, Cobalt looked at the resting Thalia. Fortunately she was out of the sun, but he had little clue as to what the next order of business should be. He figured she'd require sustenance when she wakes, but where to find such things and whether it'd be safe is beyond him. With few other options beyond wild guessing, he posed a question to Sheenala. "Are you knowledgeable about the needs of humans? My area of expertise is far removed from the workings of their bodies and their requirements."
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sheenala
New
Just arived
Roleplay posts: 9
Age: Age: 27 (apparently)
Appearance: Roughly female form, made out of bluish crystal with a blackish inner core. Her face is much more chiseled than the rest of her, providing a much more human look, with typical human features.
Equipment: A Jagged crystal dagger, with a leather sheath hung around her waist.
Skills and Abilities: Extremely hard body: As her body is made of crystal, she is difficult to damage. Something like a hammer or mace could do damage significant damage, a firearm could put small divots in her, and heavy swords and axes could possibly hack a chunk out at a cost of their age.
Harmonic resonance: Her body can amplify and return any sound at C4 in it's own ringing tone.
Biography: Sheenala doesn't remember where she was born, or how she got here. All she remembers is waking up on the bottom of the ocean with a bad headache. She has some snippets, of a massive, crystal city ringing out it's song, as well as that same city burning, but little else.
Sheenala is fairly cheery, considering what's going on. She's ready to explore the islands, find a new life, and hopefully find out a bit more of her past. She enjoys singing, her voice having an odd ringing quality, and her body adding an extra tone to her voice.
Allegiances: None
Registered: Apr 5, 2021 13:16:55 GMT -5
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Post by sheenala on Apr 15, 2021 14:57:25 GMT -5
Cobalt lay Thalia down as gently as he could, in some sort of consolation for the way they had carried her over in the first place. At least it did not appear to hamper her ability to rest, judging by how she near instantly seemed to fall asleep. With that task complete, Cobalt unwound his cloak from his hands and was in the process of draping it over his shoulders when Sheenala addressed him. He was still slightly wary of this strange crystalline being that had appeared suddenly, but she appeared to be benevolent and he hadn't any reason to distrust her. Figuring that it would be uncouth to leave her introduction lingering in the air too long, he replied and mechanically accepted the handshake. "I am Cobalt. Thank you for your assistance." Dropping the handshake after what felt like an appropriate amount of time, Cobalt looked at the resting Thalia. Fortunately she was out of the sun, but he had little clue as to what the next order of business should be. He figured she'd require sustenance when she wakes, but where to find such things and whether it'd be safe is beyond him. With few other options beyond wild guessing, he posed a question to Sheenala. "Are you knowledgeable about the needs of humans? My area of expertise is far removed from the workings of their bodies and their requirements." "I've dealt with other organics, animals and the like, but never a sapient." Sheenala answered, "I'll admit... I... don't remember much, I can't explain why..."
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Thalia Wornwood
New
Roleplay posts: 7
Age: 20
Appearance: A wisp of a girl clothed in gleaming fabrics that do nothing but hide her form underneath it. Some see beauty, some see their wildest fears in her, the worse the soul the more beautiful she is to them.
Equipment: She has not much but the clothes on her back and a mysterious bag which is as plain as some see her. It never fails to hold food when she needs it, a full waterskin when she wants it, and if she is injured she will find something to take care of her wounds as well.
Skills and Abilities: Thalia's abilities are hindered by her current state. She used to be able to determine lies when they were spoken to her but now she is unable to tell truth from lie and is as lost as the rest of the world.
Registered: Mar 29, 2021 21:31:38 GMT -5
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Post by Thalia Wornwood on Apr 19, 2021 20:27:17 GMT -5
If Thalia was capable of hearing their conversation she might have laughed at their ignorance, not in a way that would make them feel as if they were lesser for her laughter but in a bright merry way. Then she might have explained what they needed to look for. That was if she was able to even look herself.
The girl had looked ragged before but in the shade her features were clearer to both of them. Plain, not highly unattractive just simply not anything to be sought after either. There would be no great tales or songs sang about her. No knight might pledge himself to a cause with her name on his lips. No roses would come her way.
Still at least she looked peaceful in slumber. Safer now than before but feverish still her skin flushed and sweat on her brow.
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Cobalt
New
Roleplay posts: 7
Appearance: Cobalt is a decrepit warforged made of iron. Although most of his body is covered in the heavy cloak he wears, what can be seen of his body is uneven and rusted metal, pieces seeming replaced and repaired so many times that it's hard to tell what is original and what is not. In some areas the outer shell is entirely absent, exposing the metallic pipes and woody tendons that power his tendons. His face is perhaps the most striking, two glowing blues eyes piercing the shadow cast by the hood of his cloak, a grate where a mouth would be with the slightest suggestion of a fading smile.
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Equipment: Cobalt does not need much to survive, and such keeps very little on him. At his side rests a sheathed sword, and about his next hangs a chain carrying a badge indicative of some military rank.
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Skills and Abilities: While Cobalt has some skill with the sword, his main strength is his magic, or at least was. While in the past he was able to conjure swarms of otherworldly tentacles and summon great monsters to fight for him, now he can barely manage to muster the basics of the magic he once had mastered.
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Registered: Mar 21, 2021 13:04:54 GMT -5
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Post by Cobalt on May 6, 2021 0:59:44 GMT -5
Cobalt nodded in acknowledgement of Sheenala's similar lack of knowledge. "We will have to be cautious then. Ignorance has placed us in a disadvantageous situation." A disadvantageous situation indeed, and a potentially deadly one if either of them made a mistake. "However what you do know may still prove helpful, and if you do remember anything more that can assist notify me."
He then turned his head to look at Thalia, noting without expression the heat that seemed to be coursing through her. "She appears to be overheating." He mulled over this information, glancing at the shore not far away. The ocean water could potentially serve as an adequate coolant, assuming they could transport it over without the sun heating it up. He looked back up at Sheenala, throwing out the idea he had in mind. "I propose that we use the ocean water to cool her. I believe it is at a proper temperature to provide relief."
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