Adventurer
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Acheron Drakonus Auriolas Thaeden, Drake Phoenix, Acheron the Mad
Race: Recombinent/Unknown
Gender: Male
Age: Unkown
Clan/Family: House Thaeden/House Phoenix
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Post by Acheron the Mad on Jul 17, 2018 14:14:57 GMT -8
Acheron walked with Emma down the hall and into the inner garden that separated the main hall from the tower. "Well..." He began, giving Emma a sly smile as they walked and listened to her words. "Why not just skip the festivities and turn them into swine now. I am sure they would have more fun rolling in mud while we attend the wedding." He said with a chuckle, looking back to her before his chuckled turned into a full on laugh. He shook his head after a moment then proceeded to nod immediately after. "No... yes I will make sure they know to be on their best behavior." He assured her as they passed through the inner garden and into the main hall.
"Well I was just thinking of wearing my usual outfits. The garments I am used to wearing make well for all occasions anyways." He said with a smile as they entered the east wing and made their way towards the dining hall. Acheron chuckled as he could hear the nannies mewing as they gathered the children in the dining hall for breakfast. "Well it sounds like they've already found breakfast."
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Newbie
gender: Male
status: offline
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Post by Pale Rider on Jul 17, 2018 14:32:40 GMT -8
Death stopped, letting out a laugh at her mention of shaving her legs. "Perhaps... But they are much nicer to touch now." He said between laughs, flitting away in shadow a couple feet before Prizma decided to strike him with her bow. He would wait for her to catch up, a cocky grin on his face as he watched her approach. He made sure to be wary of her bow and arrow in case she decided she wanted to fire an arrow at him for the fun of it. It would be unfortunate if he were struck by an arrow however he would make it a point not to remove if she decided to fire an arrow and managed to strike him.
Death couldn't help but chuckle as the thought about attending a wedding with an arrow sticking out of his chest, Prizma asking him more than once to take it out and he refusing however As Prizma reached him he would give her a grin, taking her hand before stepping out the door of the castle and vanishing with her into the shadows. The next thing they would know they would be outside the gates of New Faror...
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Newbie
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Bahamut, World Eater, End Dragon
Race: Primordial Dragon
Gender: Gender liquid
Age: Unknown/Primordial
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Post by Lady Bahamut on Jul 17, 2018 14:52:02 GMT -8
Bahamut had been awake exceedingly early which was not like her. She had only been to one or two weddings since she decided to let Orisimark court her. She however did enjoy weddings and was looking forward to this one since the invitation arrived. Bahamut was in one of the large private dressing rooms with Kora and Kirsten, helping them get ready as she made some small manual adjustments to her own attire.
For the most part Bahamut's magic allowed her to alter certain aspects of her appearance at will, meaning her outfit, makeup and hair would be done and ready with just a snap of her fingers. She still insisted on making a few manual adjustments however such as polishing her horns and making her black feathered wings presentable.
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Administrators
gender: Female
status: offline
Race: Arisalonian Human
Gender: Female
Age: Appears in early twenties
Clan/Family: Kaliba
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Post by Laelia Kaliba on Jul 17, 2018 16:50:11 GMT -8
She had agreed to allow Sirius Sef to escort her to this wedding. The Queen did not personally know the individuals getting married, however it was important to attend a social event hosted by one of Tyran's more prominent clans.
Her attire was finely tailored to her body, form-fitting trousers and a long dress coat that buckled up the front despite the heat of summer. Starscale kept all discomfort of the temperatures at bay. A circlet of delicately wrought twisted black metal decorated her brow as a stark contrast to her pale hair.
"Alert me when Sirius Sef arrives." She told her attendant.
She realized that in her dungeon she held one of the oldest members of their clan. She trusted that wasn't going to be an issue. But if it was, she was more than capable of handling it.
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Citizen
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Siriously
Race: Full Demon
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Clan/Family: Sef
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Post by SiriusSef on Jul 18, 2018 8:50:55 GMT -8
Laelia KalibaSirius had taken his time, he wore a fine coat of Royal purple not many men could pull off such a color but his coat went down to his legs, it remained partially buttoned, he wore a purple shirt underneath it his hair was cut his beard was cut clean off and as promised he arrived right on time to Escort the Queen herself, despite having his father in her jails this did not seem to bother him in the slightest. If the Sef objected they were welcome to meet the Ire of the sword at his waist, he would wait for the queen to Arrive, a rather large hawk perched in her courtyard large enough to carry them both, the ferocious large bird of prey looked like it should wild and fierce and ready to rip into whatever stepped up to challenge it. He would wait by the creature for the queen, to join him, there was a saddle built for two in the birds feathers "I do hope you aren't afraid of flying" a slight smirk playing across his features, they would make there entrance that fitting of a Sef and a Queen. He would hold out a hand petting the Thunder hawk, as he did lightning arced across it's body causing the hair on his head to stand on end it was short so it did not matter. He turned simply introducing the creature to the Queen the hawk turned it's fierce eyes on Laelia as if the fury of nature were seeking if she was worthy or not, the Hawk dipped it's head, stretched out it's wings and allowed the Queen and Sirius to mount the creature. They would be off, the Thunder hawk protecting them from the wind's as they sailed above the city circling it to gain height and air currents before they departed south for New Faror.
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Amateur
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by Prizma on Jul 18, 2018 8:59:38 GMT -8
Upon arriving in New Faror, Prizma loosened her grip on Death's hand, allowing her fingers to slip along his flesh then fall to her side. This was not her first, or even second time here. Walking side by side with Death, they moved to the gate, the guard immediately allowing them passage inside the city. Those baby blues looked towards the large castle as they approached.
The guards standing outside the doors of the castle opened them for Prizma and Death to enter inside. Prizma instructed a maiden within the walls to show Death where he needed to go for the ceremony while she went to find Hectate and get ready herself. Prizma would place a soft kiss upon Death's lips then looked him in the eyes, "Don't make me kill anyone today" she gave him a wink and with that, was off to go get ready.
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Amateur
gender: Male
status: offline
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Post by Riosef on Jul 18, 2018 9:05:15 GMT -8
The Ball would start as people would be directed by air by land and sea, to the Arena parking was provided for creature, not a thing seemed out of place, and help had been brought in from far and wide across Tyran.
The Arena of Bloodshed had been studiously transformed over the course of the previous month into a venue for the biggest of Tyrans the Sef's allies and friend's and perhaps even foes, the event would for sure be the best there was to be, as guests followed the directed path to the Venue they would be spectacles by the citizenry after all this was the time of Fashion what would the queen of Bane wear, would it be the next big style here?
Upon reaching the Entrance guests would given a Menu with a vast choice of meal options suiting many different species, Drink's as well, a view of the Royal Guard, and the best paintings of Levi and the Queen Hectate herself, One of Levi on his Graduation day to the Royal Farorian Guard and The Queen on her Latest Birthday (How Rio found these paintings remains a mystery).
Above the Arena there was a landing pad for Levi and his Dragon and a Grand staircase allowing him to descend Red and Gold the Colors of the Sef Clan Adorned the inside of the Arena and the hard stone floor had been replaced with a Fine Oak Finish, The inside of the Arena Had Guard Special Guests would Surround the Future King Levi and Queen Hectate Closest while distant relations would fall into the back. Seats were Comfortable as people would sit, they would be offered a drink. Bathroom's for the Men were to the Right ladies to the left, each made very private.
Rio stood at the back in a Tuxedo of all thing's his graying hair a sign of his age, his Dragon much to large and much to attention grabbing had retreated to a mountain range staying just close enough to mind watch through Rio, Rio Turned and sat, playing music for there guests as they were taken to there seat's arriving he started with something of a personal favorite The "Moonlight Sonata".
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Specialist
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by X_Maya_D on Jul 18, 2018 9:05:21 GMT -8
Maya had received news from her grandfather about a wedding. She always loved weddings. She managed to talk Cairo (Who was reluctant at first) into going, thinking it would take their mind off of Maggie and Sampson's wedding. The day came and she managed to gather up what children that they were bringing with them and get them dressed in their best outfits. When all was said and done, Maya started to pace back and forth, awaiting her brother's arrival.
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by Emma Rage on Jul 18, 2018 13:58:51 GMT -8
As they began to walk through the beautiful garden, those eyes looked to the beautiful flowers, almost wondering why they were not asked to supply the flowers for the wedding. She then began to think how they probably found someone closer to them, or that they probably had a garden themselves by now that produces flowers that were just as lovely. Acheron's jest about turning the children into swine now brought Emma from her thoughts and she began to laugh with her husband. As their laughter died down, he spoke once again, this time about making sure the children know to be on their best behavior. "Thank one my dear Acheron" that neck extended and she tilted her head back, looking up at her husband. There was a smile on her lips as she did. They moved through the inner garden and to the main hall, her attention moving to the hall and where she was walking.
"Aye, for they are my dear Acheron" Emma replied as Acheron spoke of his wardrobe. They moved through the west wing and the sounds of children talking and laughing could be heard, "Indeed." A soft smile curled on Emma's lips as she thought about her family and how lucky she was on that day.
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Apprentice
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by Thea on Jul 18, 2018 14:05:00 GMT -8
The sounds of Donn's voice touched Thea's ears and she made a groaning sound. After a couple of seconds, she rolled onto her side and opened her eyes to look at Donn, "So soon?" Thea still being a little groggy rolled back over and began to snore.
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Newbie
gender: Male
status: offline
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Post by donnarchibald on Jul 18, 2018 14:16:16 GMT -8
Donn nodded "yes so soon we are going to miss it wake up now thea." he said as he smacked her rear end "wake up now its time to go. if i have to treat you like a child i will." he said as he would do exactly that by yanking the blanket off of her and holding it above his head
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Newbie
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by felicity on Jul 18, 2018 14:29:15 GMT -8
Felicity smiled brightly as she heard Rahlia's words of her looking beautiful, "Thank you my dear. You look lovely yourself." She said as she watched Rahlia approach her. Felicity could feel Rahlia's arm against her waistline and began to chuckle softly as Rahlia pulled her against her. She then began to feel the sweet touch of her fiancée's lips and she felt as though she could melt in Rahlia's arm.
Soon after their lips met, a honk was heard and their lips parted as Felicity began to laugh. "Yes she does." Felicity agreed. She caught movement out of the bottom corner of her eye and looked to Rahlia's hands, "Is there something with your outfit love? Shall we have the seamstress adjust it?"
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Newbie
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by kirsten on Jul 18, 2018 14:40:31 GMT -8
Kirsten heard Orisi call out for them and looked to Kora and Bahamut, "I guess it is time to go" She smiled and waved away the stylist that was doing her hair over and over again, guessing that down would be the way she wore her pink locks. She waited for the other two, then went with them to meet their men in the throne room.
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Newbie
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by kora on Jul 18, 2018 14:44:24 GMT -8
Kora heard her father-in-law yell from down the hall. Then Kirsten said it was time to go. The woman who was finishing up Kora's nails rose to her feet and moved from the front of Kora's chair. Kora stood and walked over to Kirsten, joining her.
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Newbie
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by alexis on Jul 18, 2018 14:48:40 GMT -8
The news of a wedding for the Queen of the Sef was afoot and Alexis was happy. She put on her best lavender dress and awaited the others.
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Adventurer
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by Letecia on Jul 18, 2018 14:58:02 GMT -8
The evening before the wedding, Letecia spent all night baking with her special butter. She wasn't asked to make desserts, but informed the Sef that she would. She spent the evening in the Sef castle, utilizing their catering kitchen to make brownies, cupcakes, cookies, shortcake, you name it, Letti baked it. The wedding cake though, that one took Letti hours, she just hoped that Hectate and Levi would like it.
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Apprentice
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by Thea on Jul 18, 2018 15:03:47 GMT -8
"Oww" Thea moved her hand to her rear to rub it a little then rolled over as Donn took the blanket. She began to laugh as he held it over his head. Thea began to shake her head, "Alright, I'm getting up" she moved to get out of bed then headed to her closet to pick out a dress to wear.
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Administrators
gender: Female
status: offline
Race: Arisalonian Human
Gender: Female
Age: Appears in early twenties
Clan/Family: Kaliba
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Post by Laelia Kaliba on Jul 18, 2018 17:05:40 GMT -8
SiriusSefSirius was not well informed, it seemed. Laelia faced the Thunder hawk undaunted. "He is magnificent." She complimented, gesturing to the bird. "I am well versed in aerial travel. My own mount is a griffon. There is little I enjoy more than flying." Once the beast had measured her worthy of seating upon its back, Laelia swung into the saddle with a smooth motion befitting an experienced rider. "I'm ready when you are." The Queen said once settled. She could fix her hair again when they arrived.
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Citizen
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Siriously
Race: Full Demon
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Clan/Family: Sef
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Post by SiriusSef on Jul 18, 2018 21:30:14 GMT -8
Laelia KalibaThe Birds rode the currents expertly it was full grown and born in the wilds so it knew how to fly and with Sirius it had learn't to bear the riders on it's back, the hawk let out a shrill cry as he avoided the clouds best as possible below the landscape zipped by rapidly, behind them trailed lighting off it's tail feathers. In the distance the sun set casting hues of purple and orange across the skyline up here it was silent the wind whistling in you're ear's Sirius made sure Laelia was strapped in not that he doubted her knowledge she seemed to take this rather expertly, he was just a perfectionist. When he was satisfied he stroked the bird's feathers. "We should arrive within the hour we have to avoid a storm front building up, I wouldn't think it good we ride through it". As he spoke he suddenly realized the situation he was in, he knew so little of the woman he had been tasked with guarding it was very...troublesome. He knew she could fight he had seen her do so it was an art watching her with a blade. His shoulders sank a bit it was up here he could really be himself down below it was always about appearances, rigid codes of honor but up here on his Thunder-hawk he was free. He decided the best conversation was one of information so she knew certain thing's "We are going to the wedding of Levi, Son of Riosef and My own daughter". Sometimes speaking those words despite his young looking appearance was a given for him he was almost 30 in years but he looked and aged much like his own father he could be 40 and still 25 "It will be held in a refurbished Battle Arena, as for food and entertainment it remains as much a mystery as to me as for you". He was quiet for a moment "I understand you have a child of you're own?"
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Adventurer
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Worros, Sorrow, Crimson Rose
Race: Demon
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown
Clan/Family: Sef
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Post by Rahliasef on Jul 18, 2018 22:24:16 GMT -8
Rahlia looked back to Felicity, her attention being stolen away from her coat before she chuckled and shook her head. "No... nothing like that It's fine. I was just looking at the craftsmanship of the clothing is all." She said with a chuckle. Rahlia always wore tattered battleworn robes and the idea that Rahlia was an admirer of fashion would be something not many would consider. This of course was not true however unlike what she would assume to be popular belief, Rahlia did appreciate finery despite her protests of wearing it. In truth Rahlia had often dreamed of being able to dress in beautiful finery however she had never believed she truly deserved to be dressed in a matter befitting royalty even if she were a true blooded Sef. Since her early childhood Rahlia had been raised to be a warrior and a killer and despite attempting to escape that life, she has always kept her teachings thoroughly embedded in her mind.
Rahlia smiled to Felicity, pulling her fiance close to her once more with a chuckle. "Well we are ready... shall we head to the ceremony?" She asked, moving to the door and waiting for Felicity regardless of her answer. There was little doubt that they would be going, the question was simply a formality. The true question was whether or not they had time to do anything before the ceremony however Rahlia had resigned to letting Felicity take that lead if the idea were to arise.
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Adventurer
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Acheron Drakonus Auriolas Thaeden, Drake Phoenix, Acheron the Mad
Race: Recombinent/Unknown
Gender: Male
Age: Unkown
Clan/Family: House Thaeden/House Phoenix
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Post by Acheron the Mad on Jul 18, 2018 22:31:28 GMT -8
Acheron chuckled as he watched the nannies tend to the children, moving with Emma to sit at the table and enjoy a breakfast together. No doubt they would enjoy a good meal, conversing like a family despite Acheron's strange nature. In fact one might notice his oddness rubbing off on the children somewhat and if one were not careful, they might consider the odd behaviors to be hereditary. Despite all that however they did enjoy a hearty meal and Acheron would laugh at the children's antics as the nannies struggled to keep them in line. He himself only had to tell them to calm down once and despite their mischievous nature the children always listened to their mother and father.
Undoubtedly time would feel to fly by as they enjoyed their meal until finally the meal was over and everyone was full. Acheron let out a sigh as he leaned back in his chair, watching the children begin to fidget and gave a nod to the nannies whom proceeded to round them up and usher them out the door. "Well they are going to get dressed for the wedding. I suppose we should as well?" He would suggest to Emma as he looked to her, giving her a warm smile. "Maybe we should take a shower first?" He would also suggest, a mischievous look in his eye as his grin grew more.
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Newbie
gender: Male
status: offline
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Post by Pale Rider on Jul 18, 2018 22:39:51 GMT -8
Death walked with Prizma, looking onward as they entered New Faror. Despite this being his first time to the Sef capital he didn't seem much too interested in looking around however upon seeing his demeanor one might think he was some old distant friend. He seemed to be comfortable with the atmosphere, as though he had been here many times before. He smiled to Prizma as they began to separate, returning the kiss and giving her a chuckle. "Make you kill anyone? Lest we forget I am death... if anything I am the reason you shouldn't need to kill anyone." He jested with a laugh, giving her a nod as he watched her go off to get ready before turning his attention back to the maiden. His entire demeanor suddenly changed as his grin fell, looking upon her with an emotionless stare. One might mistakenly think he was putting up a facade for the sake of Prizma upon seeing this sudden change in mood. In reality however he simply wished to keep up appearances and enjoyed toying with the people who knew who he was.
The maiden was obviously uncomfortable being left alone with him however she did her job well and he found himself fighting to keep from grinning at her reaction. He followed her silently, emotionless as she led her to where he needed to be, taking his seat to wait for the ceremony to begin.
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Newbie
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Bahamut, World Eater, End Dragon
Race: Primordial Dragon
Gender: Gender liquid
Age: Unknown/Primordial
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Post by Lady Bahamut on Jul 18, 2018 22:45:34 GMT -8
Bahamut blinked to Kirsten and Kora in her usual way, nodding as they both agreed it was time to go. She would move with them, watching as the servants that were helping to ready the girls scurry off as the three of them made their way into the hall and towards the throne room. Bahamut gave a small smile as the doors opened and they entered the throne room, watching the reactions of the men as they made their way towards them. Once they were together Bahamut would make her way to Orisimark's side. Standing with him as though she were an obedient servant. Any who knew her however would know otherwise as Bahamut was a dragon and dragon's aren't servants. She reached to her side, placing her hand upon his arm regardless of whether or not he offered. She did this because dragons were covetous creatures, and Orisimark was her treasure.
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Initiate
gender: Male
status: offline
Alias: Farron Alder, That Old Man
Race: Litch
Gender: Male
Age: 80ish?
Clan/Family: Alder
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Post by Farron Alder on Jul 18, 2018 22:55:52 GMT -8
Farron drove a mean carriage and he made quick work of the distance between Ansem and New Faror. Despite the two lands being nearly polar opposite of each other in Tyran, Their travel would seem to take less than a week before they finally made it to Faror. The carriage was built well however and those riding within it only felt a fraction of roads true harshness. He smiled to himself as they finally came into view of New Faror, buildings and roads still half finished around them as they headed towards the castle walls. He would strike the roof of the carriage as they approached the gates and slowed to a stop, indicating to the passengers that they were at their destination.
The guards seemed especially weary of the ashen pale man with platinum white hair that sat upon the coach of the carriage. Farror watched with glowing green eyes as the guards approached and asked for identification. He smiled, reaching into his robe and presenting the invitation. "We are Ansem's envoy, specially requested to attend this ceremonious occasion." He said, watching the guard read over the invitation while the other guard moved to check the people within the coach. Once everything was checked out the guards would allow the carriage entry into the castle grounds where Farron would drive the carriage to the stables by the northern wall where everyone would dismount. Farron chuckled as he finally stepped down from the carriage, the undead nightmares that pulled it suddenly falling into piles of misshapen bones before the cart. Here came the fun part Farron thought as the carriage door would open and he knew there was now nothing to keep him and Chesael from having to interact with each other. To him it would be amusing but there was no doubt that Chesael was going to be uncomfortable.
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Amateur
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Piper Garland
Race: Mix breed (Nymph, Demon, Human)
Gender: Female
Age: 21
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Post by Piper Garland on Jul 18, 2018 23:03:53 GMT -8
Piper snuggled against Chesael, watching out the window as she smiled happily. She chuckled silently as Chesael began to speak, her grin growing even more as he planted a soft kiss upon her head. She would however sit back up and give him a playful slap on the arm at his second sentence, making note that Xaria was sitting directly across from him when he said that. "Don't worry love, I am sure Xaria will keep Farron in check. To be honest I feel a bit odd about it myself." She signed to him, a gloomy look growing upon her face as she recalled all that Farron had done to them and Ansem however she then turned her gaze to Xaria and her smile returned. "But my best friend... someone whom I grew up with has fallen in love with this man. If that is possible then who knows what else is. Farron must have something to hide from the outside world if such a woman is capable of loving him and who knows... maybe this means he's not the man we originally knew him to be." She signed, giving Xaria a nod before looking back to Chesael. "I know you two don't get along but for my sake and for Xaria's... could you please try to relax?" She signed to him, leaning into his shoulder as she looked up to him with puppy dog eyes.
Suddenly the sound of someone knocking could be heard above them and the carriage slowed to a halt. Piper looked out the window beside Chesael before shifting in her seat and looking out the other to see Faror around them. She could hear Farron speaking with the guards outside the carriage, his voice still grating uneasily in her ears despite what she had signed to Chesael before the guard poked his head into the window by Chesael to confirm who Farron had already told them they were. Chesael would most likely do all the talking as Piper was of course mute and naturally could not speak.
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Newbie
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Rue
Race: Saiyan/Monkey Girl
Gender: Female
Age: 6
Clan/Family: XDC
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Post by X_Rue_D on Jul 18, 2018 23:11:03 GMT -8
Rue was quite fussy and reluctant to dress up in fancy dress for yet another special occasion. Despite them being few and far between, Rue felt there were too many fancy events where the adults were constantly trying to make her prim and proper when all she really wanted to do was eat and play. Eventually her pooka would get her dressed and prettied up in her fine red dress she had worn on other occasions, her hair loose with a beautiful braid to wrap around the back of her head and follow the rest of her hair. She of course refused to part with her bow staff and crown and there was no way she wasn't riding her cloud however after quite the struggle, she was finally dressed and ready to go. Zepher however was another problem all together.
Being a kitsune demon he often found himself to be more comfortable in his fox form and refused to attend the wedding unless he could go as a fox. when all was said and done he decided to attend with Rue, wrapping around her waist and appearing as a fox skin sash. Between the staff, the tiara and Zepher's insistence on being her sash, Rue's beautiful dress was all but ruined by her strange choice in accessories however at least they were attending. Rue would be found floating on her cloud, munching on a peach as she waited in the living room for everyone to be ready.
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Newbie
gender: Male
status: offline
Gender: Male
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Post by X_Xavier_D on Jul 18, 2018 23:18:42 GMT -8
It wouldn't take Xavier long to reach the mansion in the hallow, flying down before changing into his usual appearance. Thanks to being a shape shifter, Xavier had no problems with picking out a fancy outfit as he was able to shift his usual wear into that of a fancy suit for the wedding. He landed outside the house, adjusting his top hat a couple times before deciding he didn't want it for this occasion and it would meld back into his hair and vanish as he stepped up to the door and knocked before entering.
"Maya! I'm here!" He called out before walking into the living room, giving Rue a grin as she gave him her slack wristed wave. Xavier couldn't help but chuckle at this as he watched her childish ways, wondering how old she even was. It had been quite some time since the family had been adopted and though Rue had obviously gotten bigger, it would almost seem as though her mind hadn't aged much from five years old. She was childish and carefree and Xavier couldn't help but wonder if that was a good thing or a bad. His mind wouldn't linger for long before it snapped back and he moved to Maya, giving her a smile as he approached. "Hey sis. I am here and ready."
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Newbie
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by felicity on Jul 19, 2018 17:11:40 GMT -8
Felicity's heart beat started to rise as Rahlia pulled her against her once more. Felicity smiled a coy smile at her as thoughts streamed through her mind. Sir Montey, as if on que gave a honk, reminding Felicity and Rahlia that she was there as the goose headed out the door. A soft laugh escaped her lips and she began to walk with Rahlia down the hall and towards the arena.
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Initiate
gender: Female
status: offline
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Post by Emma Rage on Jul 19, 2018 17:22:50 GMT -8
Emma sat with her husband and children in the dining room. She enjoyed the food and conversations with her family. When everyone was finished, she watched as they nannies escorted the children off to get ready. "Aye my dear Acheron, we shall get ready as well." she then heard his words that followed, a sly grin forming on her lips as she rose from her seat and began to make her way towards the door, "That my dear Acheron is a definite aye..." she would turn her head to look at him from over her shoulder, giving him that sly grin and a wink
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Adventurer
gender: Female
status: offline
Alias: Worros, Sorrow, Crimson Rose
Race: Demon
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown
Clan/Family: Sef
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Post by Rahliasef on Jul 19, 2018 23:10:53 GMT -8
Rahlia shook her head, chuckling at the goose as she walked with Felicity to the arena where the ceremony was held. She wasn't sure if the goose should be attending the wedding with them but then again who was she to stop it. Besides Felicity would probably object if she told the goose to go back.
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welcome
Tyrannights is a free-form play by post RPG with a medieval fantasy setting. It was formed in 1997 by Shawn and Doreen with many different owners and versions over the years. Its current version is Tyran: Tales of Legends owned by Sinead and Laelia.
Tales of Legends is world and character building focused with and original setting. There are no forced character aps or registration, so come stay in Wendy's Tavern for a drink. Have you character serve one of two Tyran gods. Rule a city of your own, or serve Tyran's Queen. There are limitless possibilities for your character's story... so what are you waiting for?
Tyran is PG 13 and LGBT friendly.
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13/11/18 - THERE ARE NEW GODS! please check out the temple folders for more details!
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(Username may varry)
Joshua
Shelzi
Storyteller/Trent
Wulv
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credits
Tyrannights/VampPub was originally created by Shawn and Doreen. Tyran: Tales of Legends remake is currently owned by Sinead and Laelia Content is copyrighted to Tyran unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney.
Banner Image was created by Karnage82.
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