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February 4th, 2012, 4:52 pm #1

Here is my character's profile! Please peruse, and you will get the gist!

Ciaris's Profile

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Ciaris walked the long dirt roads of an unfamiliar land. Sometimes she would see the wake of the Cataclysm spring up around her - cemetaries with fresh tilled earth, towns abandoned and charred by war... But other times she would bask in the newness of the sun, and walk among wildflowers.

She was not used to travelling alone these days. For the past ten years she had never been without company. It was only the recent year that she had taken off by herself, to truly discover her purpose... now that her previous mission had been, for all intense and purposes, completed.

A familiar buzz caught her attention, and her dark eyes drifted over the tall grasses she was walking by. Squishy glided over to her and perched on her shoulder, his fuzzy little body brushing against her cheek. Ciaris smiled fondly and scratched his insectile little face. She could feel the comforting warmth of his glowing abdomen, and the tickle of his wings as they settled against her blue and teal brindled hair. "Hello Squishy." She cooed at the creature, and it buzzed contentedly into her neck. "See anything interesting?"

She took his lack of response as a no, and continued walking onward. Her plain brown travel clothes were just warm enough to keep her comfortable in this climate. She was hoping to come across a stream or a brook...

Ciaris kept the staff she had moving evenly with her steps, and hitched her pack up on her left shoulder to get her left hand free. With it available, she raised her hand to eyelevel and made a strong fist, focusing some of her energies into it to summon her only other friend (here, anyway.) Her black eyes shimmered witht he gift of visions and only to her eyes did a strange, amorphous darkened presence reveal itself in the air before her.

The figure seemed to bow (because otherworldly as it was, how could yo ureally tell if it bowed?) and said in a seemingly distant, soothing tone, "Yes, Mistress?"

Ciaris smiled at Gideon, her little shade spirit (or rather, a spirit of unknown abilities who had been wonderful to her in all her decisions, unjudging of her many flaws.) "Good day Gideon... would you be able to find me a creek or a stream? Please?"

She batted her eyelids at it fetchingly, and smiled. Gideon seemed to smile and bow again (once more, it was funny how she could kind of just... tell.) "Of course, Mistress. Follow me."

Gideon bobbed ahead before her vision, off the road and into the tall grasses. They came up to her waist and tickled her elbows as she walked. Squishy took off from her shoulder and hovered above her like a scout. Ciaris walked without fear of consequence... though she should have been.

With all that had happened, and all that she lost and was torn from her during these dark years, perhaps, int he darkest corners of the pretty little Estmere's mind, she wanted it to end. Or perhaps, she was trying to find something else to live for instead. She herself was unclear as to which one rang more true to her.

After an uneventful ten minute walk, she was upon the creek. it was a larger one then she thought, maybe ten feet wide, and seemingly quite deep. And for the first time that day, Ciaris shed her moody demeanor and smiled brightly, thanking Gideon before he dissapeared. In a flash, Ciaris had shed her robes and piled her belongings on the side of the creek, throwing herself into the water with joy.

A rather dangerous time to be so careless, honestly.

((Hey!! I need an interloper, a native to these unfamiliar lands and come up with something dangerous to assault Ciaris. She is a character I have played for a while, and I want to stretch her legs a bit more in another medium. I hope you like it, and I hope you join me!!! I would prefer someone who LOVES WRITING LONG POSTS!!))

Shout out to all those players I miss, and the new friends I make.
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February 5th, 2012, 2:49 am #2

(I couldn't decide on a new character so I decided to go with a classic.)

He walked with light steps through the forest with practiced ease. A skill he was taught when he was a young boy raised in the Shade mountains. The forest was welcoming, large trees and thick foliage cast shadows upon the forest path, occasionally broken up by sun shining through the gaps. The shadows allowed his eyes reprieve. In the Shade mountains there wasn't a lot of light and as such, he and his people had developed an extreme light sensitivity. Very few of his homeland traveled outside of it. The blazing sun could blind them.

Birds sang sweet songs as the lone traveler passed almost unnoticed. His long black cloak helped him blend in the shadows.

The distant gurgle of water was his destination. He'd been walking for the better part of the day and desired a drink of fresh water and a rest. His pace quickened to cut the time to his destination. Perhaps he'd camp by the river tonight.
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Walker finally made it to the river only to find that he was not the first one to arrive. A young girl was swimming through the blue waters. He squinted against the blazing light then realized she was naked but before he could turn away in embarrassment he saw a figure across the river.

It turned out Walker was the third to arrive at the river. Across the river an ogre stood leering at the swimmer. Then the brute took his first step into the water towards the girl.

"Look out!" He shouted a warning then pulled his sword free of its sheath. Lifting his nodachi over his shoulder he slashed at the air and a howling force roared out across the surface of the water, smashing into the ogre's chest. It didn't stop it though, barely slowed it down.

Scanning the shore he searched desperately for a place to cross the body of water.
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February 5th, 2012, 1:33 pm #3

Ciaris, as when she always swam after a long hard walk, was totally oblivious to her surroundings. She was splashing about and swimming for at lest twenty minutes when she felt the rippled of force above her, and heard the distant call that she could not decipher.

Breaching the surface, she unbound her throat so she could breathe normally, and peered about.

Naturally, the first thing she saw was the Ogre's look of confusion and annoyance - which was directed at something other then her. She gasped in surprise as the Orge started sloshing towards her. She backpedaled in the water, and as her hands came together before her she let out a burst of energy, swirling the waters before her in a torrent, hitting the Ogre in the chest. Extending her right hand for a moment longer, she heard the satisfying hissing of flesh as she raised the acidity of the water that now bore into the the Orge's chest.

As the Ogre looked down at himself and began to beat himself in the chest, Ciaris paddled herself to the opposite short, swimming towards her belongings. As she pulled herself out of the water and her hands grasped for her fur cloak her eyes found the source of the distant cry.

Blinking her black eyes at him withmouth open in surprise, she was suddenly glad her hair was as long as it was. it covered most of her unmentionables - but that didn't stop her from pulling the cloak up over herself in surprise. "Oh! Uh - " She looked around momentarily and heard the oncoming splashing of the Ogre as it attempted to cross. "Ogre!"

Ciaris was glad she hadn't heard Squishy's buzzing. She was hoping she could outlive the day the house-cat sized firefly tried to be a hero. for now she was glad that Squishy was sensible enough not to get involved with large scary creatures.

Ciaris pulled herself further out of the water and held the fur in one place as she scrambled for her staff nearby.

((YAY! So much happiness!!))

Shout out to all those players I miss, and the new friends I make.
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February 5th, 2012, 2:43 pm #4

Walker was pleased twofold. First, the girl had the good sense to swim to his side of the river. Second, she had abilities to defend herself.

When she climbed out of the water, he noticed her good sense was also married to fortune as her belongings were also on this side of the water. He smiled when she warned HIM about the ogre.

The fiend was hip deep in river water. Walker stepped passed her and entered the river to his ankles.

"I see it. Get dressed. I'll make him think twice about taking a swim." He said but kept his eyes away out of respect.

He stood up to his ankles in the river and waited for the ogre with his sword ready to strike.

"I will give you this one time to retreat and leave us be. I will not deny you rights to water..." Walker was cut short as the ogre fished into the river for a large rock and threw it at him. He dodged the rock easily, it was easy when it was expected. Walker hated ogres. He often wondered how their species hadn't gone extinct.
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February 5th, 2012, 2:54 pm #5

Ciaris watched the man walk by with a relatively at-ease expression. She didn't like Ogre either. The halfling she used to travel with, Palim, was terrified of them, and he would get this slack-jawed expression of wide-eyed and almost comical terror at just the mention of them....

She sighed at the memory, but quickly slipped on her baggy travel pants, and the off-white tunic that she belted into place with a brown sash. That being done she pulled the bear fur over her shoulders, slipped on her boots and readied her staff. Somewhere amid that she stumbled and nearly fell from the nearby impact of the boulder.

Looking back to the water, she saw the cloaked figure anklle deep and confronting the Ogre with a strange sort of blade. She liked it, it looked elegant. Smiling slightly, she took up a pose behind him and readied her staff.

"How do you expect to eat us if you can't even make it through the creek, beast?" She said, voice lilting in a tiniest hint of an accent, lined with a strange good natured callousness.

She lowered the head of her staff and concentrated on the water, and as she stared, the water about the Ogre's feet began to swirl around him in a miniature whirlpool. As she focused, she thought of the stranger. Raising her left hand and making a fist, Gideon appeared, and her black eyes shimmered as if kissed by gently drifting shadows in smoke. "Keep an eye on our friend here, let me know if he falls in, please?"

Gideon seemed to look at the stranger and seemed to shrug. "I will require a boon, Mistress. But your will be done. I will watch him." As Gideon dispersed, the shadows fell from Ciaris' eyes, and she remained focused on the Ogre's feet.

Shout out to all those players I miss, and the new friends I make.
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February 5th, 2012, 6:01 pm #6

Of course the ogre wasn't going to back off. They only knew one direction, ahead. Walker growled annoyed. His sword knew well the taste of blood, ogre blood included but Walker tried to avoid fighting or killing whenever he could.

The ogre was pushing him though. It drew a chipped, vicious looking knife (the "knife" was as long as Walker's entire arm from shoulder to wrist). It walked up to its hips in the turbulent waters and roared a challenge at Walker.

Walker only ever gave one chance and the ogre had chosen to pass.

Stepping into the water up to his ankles, Walker readied his nodachi and studied the ogre. From this distance he could take his time. He had to admit that he liked the addition of the swirling water. Despite the ogre's size and weight, the violent flow would even put it off balance.

Walker dropped into a crouch then leaped high into the air. His cloak fanned out in the area with an audible "thwap". He almost glided through the air, closing the distance to the brute. The ogre brought his knife up to defend but his crude blade was no match for the Night's Guardian.

His sword slashed down, the superior blade cut through the ogre's and carried through leaving a deep gash in the ogre's shoulder. Walker used the ogre's nose as a landing platform then pushed off to land in the water in front of him.

The twisting, angry river water nearly pulled his feet out from in front of him. The exertion of keeping his balance kept him from finishing the ogre off when he landed. The hesitation cost him dearly. The ogre crashed a thick fist onto Walker's head. Knocking him out cold. He collapsed in the water, his sword falling below.
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February 5th, 2012, 6:36 pm #7

Ciaris watched as the stranger whirled about in the air. He rewminded her of another old friend, Craig, a paladin of the God Shade, of true darkness. He had seen Craig fight only a few times, but it was reminiscent of this man.

Ciaris, as she always did, flinched at the spilling of blood. But she too was focused on the swirling waters at the Ogre's feet to make proper note of it.

Her eyes phased out a moment and she blinked, seeing Gideon before her. She managed a half smile.

"Mistress, he has fallen in." He seemed to smile and dissapeared, leaving Ciaris with mouth open.

Where had the moments gone? Looking up from the waters in concern, she bit her lip. Now she had to divide her thoughts and that always made it so much harder...

She dropped the staff entirely, and extended both hands. Exherting monumental effort, she used the water to pull the stranger from the chilling depths of the creek and onto the shore by her feet. The Ogre roared in anger and moved forward, reaching the deepest point and foraging onward. Ciaris desperately tried to keep the waters about his feet but it was no use, the beast was just too strong.

Ciaris let out a quiet whimper and pushed herself. Her left hand mimiced a claw and she pushed an invisible force with it towards the Ogre. This worked better when she was touching what she wanted to hurt but... it would have to do....

The Ogre stopped moving, and sniffed, his tusks open and panting. From his mouth Ciaris could see the tendrils of steam ad the acidity of the creature's blood began to rise higher and higher.

Ciaris started sinking to her knees, hand trembling. "Please, just fall.... just fall!" She begged the Ogre, and a moment after the Ogre started howling balefully, barking and thrashing. It crumbled into the water, and soon the serenity of the creek was stained with the morbid swirld of Ogre blood.

When the Ogre had been stilled, and the air was fileld with the acrid taste of acidic water and burning flesh, Ciaris dropped her hands.

Panting, her eyes phased out again, and Gideon reappeared a moment later before her eyes alone. "I have done as you asked. Your boon will be to pray in song this evening."

Ciaris nodded dumbly and scooted back from the water's edge and to the stranger's side. It took all her remaining strength to get his feet out of the water and prop him up appropriately so she could get a look at his head. There was a little blood, and she dabbed at it carefully. As she searched her pack for gauze and some of her salves to stave off infection, Ciaris sang her prayers.

The Estmere language is as fluid and melodic as a spring, but can crash as mightily as the waves. Ciaris' voice lulled like a lazy river, bubbling out into the vastness of her prayers like the crisp, clearness of the delta. Her prayers were sad, and in Estmere she sang of friends lost and loves gone to time, and the thanks she has for the Gods who saved them all from the cataclysm....

She cleared away the blood on the stranger's head and once it was bandaged, Ciaris wrangled him out of his cloak and hung it up to dry.

She in turn, draped her fur over him, and curled up against a tree to rest...

Ciaris was so tired....

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February 7th, 2012, 7:07 pm #8

Walker was in a world of mist and shadows. He'd been here before, it was the spirit world. Since he hadn't come here through meditations it meant that his physical body was in some kind of danger.

There was an ogre. Walker remembered his error and felt the pain of the ogre's attack shock through his spirit. It was only a momentary thing, meant to remind him of what happened.

He felt a pull on his being. It was gentle. A grip of pressure around his throat and chest began to loosen. A distant memory of rushing water reminded him of the battle terrain and wondered what might be happening to his body. Was he here in the spirit world waiting to be carried over to the other side?

Fear froze his heart and chilled the blood in his veins. He fell to his knees and screamed but there was no sound. No physical sounds at least.

~Remember who you are. Remember your purpose. You were on that path, protecting another.~ He told himself once then repeated the words over and over making it a mantra.

On the mortal plane Walker twitched, his fingers curled digging up tiny trails of pebbles and mud. The barrier that kept him from breathing was destroyed by a mighty cough that started deep within his chest. Water spurted from his throat and slid down the side of his face. Walker's eyes flipped open. He turned onto his side and coughed out the rest of the water. Once the liquid was clear he sucked in precious, beautiful air into his lungs.

He lay there panting. It wasn't time for Walker to pass on to the realm of the dead. Not yet.
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February 7th, 2012, 8:18 pm #9

((Shoot dude, I thought he was breathin'!))

Ciaris started when the stranger begasn to cough. She paled - had he not been breathing? Had she overlooked that obvious a problem? She felt like she could kick herself, there she was dabbing his head when she hadn't checked his breath. Good Gods, Shaman he isn't an Estmere!

She scrambled over to him, limbs still shaking from the exhertion and no chance to regain any strength. She knelt next to him and gently rubbed his back to make sure he was all right.

She tossed her ocean hair over her shoulder and spoke softly. "Well done, that doesn't belong in your chest. Easy now, try to take deep breaths..."

She looked him over, and sighed. Ciaris really aught to be more careful. She kept this up, she'd end up losing yet another ...

She snapped herself out of that and sat back on her heels, wiping the back of her wrist across her brow. She was so tired. Watching the stranger breathe made her feel better though, and she managed a small smile. "Careful leaning back, stranger, you got hit rather hard on the head, there."

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February 7th, 2012, 8:36 pm #10

(No worries!)

Walker's alertness eventually returned. He felt someone rubbing his back and speaking encouraging words to him. He opened his mouth to reply only to discover he wasn't finished coughing. Finally when the fit subsided he tried again with more success.

"I'm ok. I'm not done being yet." He said then felt the familiar burning in his chest that warned him of another fit. He sat up and allowed the fit to come. They were becoming less painful now and breathing more natural once more.

"Are you okay?" He said ignoring her concern for his wound. He was conscious of the bandaging and was grateful. The pain was tolerable...barely but it meant he was alive and would continue to be. Unless of course he made more errors in combat like he had just made.

"Is the ogre dead?" He asked looking around but seeing no sign of the creature. Why couldn't it have just left when he asked it too?
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