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Showing posts with label Justine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Justine. Show all posts
Monday, November 1, 2010
This is a random collection of the people of Arran. Those who RP'ed on the Isle whom I do not have a good of, will not have a picture in this post. I would love to include one. If you have pictures you would like added, please give them to me either in world (notices cap regularly) or via email shilomeister @ gmail . com For convenient viewing, new photos will be placed at the top of this post.
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2k and Saia
Vasil
Linwe
Salazar
Swith
Chene
Justine
Katy
SweetPea
Akiko
Synamon
Casandra
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Role Play Scenes
A few pictures that weren't included in the posts, that I wanted to share with you.
Mandi and Vasil in tavern
Linwe and Swith on the rafters in the new tavern
Salazar, Ivarru and Justine in the tavern
Linwe with Vyctoria a visiting trader, and Adeline
Ivarru and Swith on dock
Ivarru Cas
Vasil's fireballs in gypsy camp
Swith, Casandra and Asara at the central TP HUB
Linwe, Casandra, 2k and Saia at the central TP HUB
Casandra and Emy, sunset
Casandra's final sunset
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
The End .......?
Justine stands on the rock near the docks watching....using her power to withhold the storm that grows daily. The death of the isle is near as the waters rise, but her determination and fear wont let her give up. She has turned down offers from other ships, even that of Wulf, waiting for her father. The storms have slowed him...but he will surely come.
Captain Dirk Moyet stands near the wheel of the Blackheart, cursing as the storms roll ahead, drawn towards the dying isle as if the isle itself draws them. He turns to the mate, rage on his face "Open the sails ta the max, ye seadogs, the winds will suck us inta the outer bands and give us the speed !!" The mate nods and gives the order, knowing his captain wont hear otherwise.
Justine climbs to the top of the hills near the entry to the underdark. The last of the orcs comes down to her in a rage and she dispatches him in a brief fight. She watches the surge of water devour the town below and cries. She sees a ship near, and stands as the light of the lighthouse beckons. Her joy turns quickly to sorrow as the ship finds the submerged rocks and disappears into the raging waters.
The Blackheart rushes ahead, its captain's mind on only one thing. He turns to the wheelman and others near, each face showing fear as the ship closes on the raging storms. The mate is the only one stupid enough to speak "Cap'n, we canna do it, the Silver Star already be lost and we canna see the Ransom! WE canna 'old course, Cap'n!!" Dirk Moyet grabs the mate's collar and raises a fist, then drops it and nods "Aye...ye be right....Twill do na good for me grandyounguns ta lose gramps and mum on the same night...close sails and drop anchor". He looks ahead to the tempest "I be sorry, me lassie...Ive ne'er failed ye till now."
Justine climbs higher as the lighthouse collapses...she knows in her mind that there is no escape. Two ships have sunk in her sight and the third she expected to see hasn't appeared. She begins to sing the lullaby she sings to Errol and Meri, her mind seeing them playing happily, the last memories she has of them. She doesn't see two red dots behind her, coming closer...
Zara'draak flies low, her great talons open wide. She roars in rage and snatches the druid below her as the girl turns and screams. The black dragon roars and flies higher, above the storms as the isle sinks below the sea below and behind them. As her powerful wings flap she snarls to her captive "Thisss is the lassst time you sssee me." Zara'draak dives, stopping just above a pirate ship anchored at sea and opens her talons...
The crew of the Blackheart yells as a huge black dragon dives upon them, stopping just above. She drops a wet, unconscious girl onto the deck, behind the wheel and bellows "Hear thisss, lesssers!! Thisss act is done to repay an act done by the elven eldar of Arran. TELL NO ONE !!" The dragon flaps her great wings and disappears from view. Captain Moyet begins to cry as he picks up his unconcious daughter and carries her to his quarters. He looks at those gathered and says "Ye tell anyone I be sheddin' tears and I'll snap yer bones like dry twigs on a 'ot summer day." None of them would ever say a word.
Captain Dirk Moyet stands near the wheel of the Blackheart, cursing as the storms roll ahead, drawn towards the dying isle as if the isle itself draws them. He turns to the mate, rage on his face "Open the sails ta the max, ye seadogs, the winds will suck us inta the outer bands and give us the speed !!" The mate nods and gives the order, knowing his captain wont hear otherwise.
Justine climbs to the top of the hills near the entry to the underdark. The last of the orcs comes down to her in a rage and she dispatches him in a brief fight. She watches the surge of water devour the town below and cries. She sees a ship near, and stands as the light of the lighthouse beckons. Her joy turns quickly to sorrow as the ship finds the submerged rocks and disappears into the raging waters.
The Blackheart rushes ahead, its captain's mind on only one thing. He turns to the wheelman and others near, each face showing fear as the ship closes on the raging storms. The mate is the only one stupid enough to speak "Cap'n, we canna do it, the Silver Star already be lost and we canna see the Ransom! WE canna 'old course, Cap'n!!" Dirk Moyet grabs the mate's collar and raises a fist, then drops it and nods "Aye...ye be right....Twill do na good for me grandyounguns ta lose gramps and mum on the same night...close sails and drop anchor". He looks ahead to the tempest "I be sorry, me lassie...Ive ne'er failed ye till now."
Justine climbs higher as the lighthouse collapses...she knows in her mind that there is no escape. Two ships have sunk in her sight and the third she expected to see hasn't appeared. She begins to sing the lullaby she sings to Errol and Meri, her mind seeing them playing happily, the last memories she has of them. She doesn't see two red dots behind her, coming closer...
Zara'draak flies low, her great talons open wide. She roars in rage and snatches the druid below her as the girl turns and screams. The black dragon roars and flies higher, above the storms as the isle sinks below the sea below and behind them. As her powerful wings flap she snarls to her captive "Thisss is the lassst time you sssee me." Zara'draak dives, stopping just above a pirate ship anchored at sea and opens her talons...
The crew of the Blackheart yells as a huge black dragon dives upon them, stopping just above. She drops a wet, unconscious girl onto the deck, behind the wheel and bellows "Hear thisss, lesssers!! Thisss act is done to repay an act done by the elven eldar of Arran. TELL NO ONE !!" The dragon flaps her great wings and disappears from view. Captain Moyet begins to cry as he picks up his unconcious daughter and carries her to his quarters. He looks at those gathered and says "Ye tell anyone I be sheddin' tears and I'll snap yer bones like dry twigs on a 'ot summer day." None of them would ever say a word.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Budding Romance
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Demon or Spider?
Casandra Shilova opens the door, coming into the tavern to see an unsual group "greetings all"
Justine: greetin's lady Cas
Ivarru: greetings fae
Salazar Rage looks at Swith "finish your rum and maybe you can have some later. it is a bit too strong for most." he turns at the mention of Cas
Swith the Scop (Cyneswith Luik) ducks a little to look underneath Ivarru's wing, then smiles: Oh, greetin's miss..then nods at the dragon, swigging some more rum: Aye.. I'll hold yer ta that offer...
Casandra: How is everyone this eve?
Salazar smiles at her " i am well."
Justine: I be doin' fine
Swith the Scop says 'I's alright miss.. 'ow's yerself?'
Casandra twitches her wings, settling them into place "I am fine. It seems humid to me though"
Swith the Scop says ''ave a rum or two an' yer'll nah care..'
Ivarru: what delightful new wings
Swith the Scop: Aye, it does seem a bit sticky
Casandra gives him a big smile "why thank you!" She considers and then decides against the rum "Could I have a mead please Justine?
Justine nods "Aye, one mead comin up"
Swith the Scop puts down her mug and picks up the last few eggs: 'ere, watch this salazar... I'll show yer 'ow ta juggle... although in truth, yer probably can't wi' yer dragon paws there...
Ivarru: i guesss it is only the elves who do not like to partake in some drink
Casandra walks over to the bar, trying to fit in near the dragons huge wings, wondering if perhaps she should glamor hers smaller to fit
Swith the Scop stands away from the counter and amuses herself juggling a while.
Justine fills up a mug for Cas and sets it by her "'ere ya go, milady"
Ivarru: its a wonder you can do that and still stand upright Swith
Salazar watches a moment before adding a small fireball he pulls from a nearby candle to the middle.
Casandra: oh SweetPea vastly prefers milk and pies, she thinks the rest of the fae are daft for liking to drink
Swith the Scop says 'pfft... nothin' to it... I's a natural entertainer, yer knows...'
Casandra: "thank you Justine" hands her two coins
Justine takes the coins with a smile "Yer welcome'
Swith the Scop blinks at the fireball, dropping an egg.
Justine: Tis a good thin' that was boiled
Swith the Scop catches the other two in one hand and backs away: 'ere... watch out wi' that fire...Near lost me eyebrows...'She looks down and kicks the broken boiled egg behind a barrel. comes back toward the counter and returns the eggs to the bowl, before picking up her mug again to have a sip.
Justine: Ivarru, you 'avin anythin'?
Ivarru: 'some rum will be great' He places a few coin on the bar
Justine nods and turns to fill a mug of rum. She brings the mug over and sets it next to Ivarru "'ere ya go"
Salazar picks up a second glass of his dragon whiskey and begins to sip
Swith the Scop finishes her rum, glancing at the dragon whiskey again.
Ivarru takes the mug. thank you fair maiden
Justine smiles 'Yer welcome'
Swith the Scop looks at Ivarru: 'ow many rums it take afore yer falls over, sir?
Casandra thinks there is no possibility that liquor would make him fall on his face
Ivarru: probably more than what is stocked in this bar
Swith the Scop says 'Aww... tha's nah fun...'
Ivarru: i prefer the bitter taste more than anything
Swith the Scop says 'I's decided I needs a drinkin' partner... nah fun when yer the only one havin' a good time about...'
Justine scoops up all the coins "That be true'
Swith the Scop says 'I'd take on that young stable lad, but I 'eard 'e can't even finish a tankard of ale...'
Ivarru takes a flask from his belt and pours a bit into his mug
Casandra shakes her head "He doesn't look as though he could take on much of anything, take a care with him"
Swith the Scop glances at the flask, then beyond, at Salazar's amber bottle: Eh... I's finished me rum, Salazar, sir...
Salazar pushes a glass at her with the back of his hand
Swith the Scop grins, watching the glass coming nearer: Don't mind if I do sir... thankin' yer...She picks up the glass and has a small sip. She swallows hard and coughs lightly.
Salazar laughs "same thing every time." sips his sedately and smiles in between sips
Swith the Scop has another sip of the dragon whiskey, taking it better now after the initial shock. She hiccups and glances at the door. says 'Oh, it be the other fae... greetin's miss...'
Casandra hears the door "greetings SweetPea"
Salazar stands " well i must be off for a bit, couple of things to attend to."
SweetPea giggles 'greetings Cas and Swith and Justine
Swith the Scop slurs slightly: Sweetpea... tha's yer name is it? She gives a wave to salazar: Be well sir... thankin' yer fer the drink...
SweetPea says with a smile "yes, that is my name. It was given to me a friend from a far away palce ' she giggles again
Salazar snaps his fingers and evaporates his bottle and glasses
Swith the Scop blinks at where the bottle was.She looks mildly disappointed and sips some more of her drink.
SweetPea goes closer to her queen when she notices the dark figure
Swith the Scop says 'Aye.... sweet pea. I'll try ta remember...... but me memory nah so good sometimes...'
SweetPea laughs "your memory is excellent when it comes to tunes'
Casandra: come stand by me SweetPea. Do you remember Ivarru?
Swith the Scop nods: Aye... I reckons the songs takes up all the space...
Ivarru: why greetings little fae
SweetPea scowls "I have seen you talking to him and he chased me away once'
Ivarru: is this a friend of yours Casandra, she is a rather tiny fae
Casandra turns to him "yes, this is my good friend SweetPea". She then says "SweePea this is my friend and good advisor Ivarru"
SweetPea flits around and then stands still "an advisor?'
Swith the Scop hiccups, swaying a little as she sips some more dragon whisky.
Casandra: oh yes, he gives me excellent advice
SweetPea looks at her friend very closely "He is a demon! with all due respect, you are all too trusting my Queen'
Ivarru: of course I am gives me a unique prospective on things
Casandra nods "that is true, he is. Don't hold that against him"
Ivarru: swith here is my friend too though she will never admit to it in front of linwe
SweetPea says 'you really should be careful where you place your trust" and she remembers how mean he was to her when he chased her away.
Casandra shakes her head "oh Dear, you are so cautious. I don't think I am too trusting. I believe in giving everyone an opportunity, and he has been a staunch friend and never has he given me bad advice"
SweetPea screws up her eyes shut tight and casts a glamour on the demon. She grunts very deeply and waves her arm "A spider you shall appear to Cas" and she stamps her foot to seal the spell. Then says to all in an offhand way "Cas is afraid of spiders and this will make her distrust the demon like she should"
Ivarru: what trickery is this little one
SweetPea giggles 'just a little faery glamour. I have been practicing'
Casandra looks at her friend and doesn't believe her eyes, where he stood is a monsterously huge black spider with long hairy legs reaching out to her. She backs up quickly
SweetPea jumps up "oh my! it worked!'
Ivarru: what is wrong cassandra
Casandra pushes against the legs and finds she is trapped!!!!
SweetPea skips out nimbly from under the legs and giggles
Casandra screams "aAAcckK!!!"
Ivarru: what are you screamng about?
Casandraa falls onto the floor, laying face down and oblivious to all going on around her
Justine: Are ye okay, Lady Cas?
Ivarru: what is wrong with her
SweetPea shouts out to the demon "she sees you now as she should see you - a thing to be feared'
Ivarru: what have you done to her?
Casandra regains consciousness, sits and then stands shakily
SweetPea FeatherFeet says "I have done nothing to her'
Ivarru: liar
Justine helps Cas to stand
SweetPea puts her hand on her hips "fae don't lie"
Casandra: oh, ohhhh....I feel strange
Ivarru: if I must I will take you to the underdark and torture the answer out of you
SweetPea flies out of the door
Ivarru: what has that little fae done to her
Casandra looks around, sees Justine "thank you"
Justine: She seems alright, just shaken
Casandra looks up further, sees the huge spider again and bolts for the door
Justine: Cas??
Casandra screaks and runs out
Ivarru: hmmm
Justine: greetin's lady Cas
Ivarru: greetings fae
Salazar Rage looks at Swith "finish your rum and maybe you can have some later. it is a bit too strong for most." he turns at the mention of Cas
Swith the Scop (Cyneswith Luik) ducks a little to look underneath Ivarru's wing, then smiles: Oh, greetin's miss..then nods at the dragon, swigging some more rum: Aye.. I'll hold yer ta that offer...
Casandra: How is everyone this eve?
Salazar smiles at her " i am well."
Justine: I be doin' fine
Swith the Scop says 'I's alright miss.. 'ow's yerself?'
Casandra twitches her wings, settling them into place "I am fine. It seems humid to me though"
Swith the Scop says ''ave a rum or two an' yer'll nah care..'
Swith the Scop: Aye, it does seem a bit sticky
Casandra gives him a big smile "why thank you!" She considers and then decides against the rum "Could I have a mead please Justine?
Justine nods "Aye, one mead comin up"
Swith the Scop puts down her mug and picks up the last few eggs: 'ere, watch this salazar... I'll show yer 'ow ta juggle... although in truth, yer probably can't wi' yer dragon paws there...
Ivarru: i guesss it is only the elves who do not like to partake in some drink
Casandra walks over to the bar, trying to fit in near the dragons huge wings, wondering if perhaps she should glamor hers smaller to fit
Swith the Scop stands away from the counter and amuses herself juggling a while.
Justine fills up a mug for Cas and sets it by her "'ere ya go, milady"
Ivarru: its a wonder you can do that and still stand upright Swith
Salazar watches a moment before adding a small fireball he pulls from a nearby candle to the middle.
Casandra: oh SweetPea vastly prefers milk and pies, she thinks the rest of the fae are daft for liking to drink
Swith the Scop says 'pfft... nothin' to it... I's a natural entertainer, yer knows...'
Casandra: "thank you Justine" hands her two coins
Justine takes the coins with a smile "Yer welcome'
Swith the Scop blinks at the fireball, dropping an egg.
Justine: Tis a good thin' that was boiled
Swith the Scop catches the other two in one hand and backs away: 'ere... watch out wi' that fire...Near lost me eyebrows...'She looks down and kicks the broken boiled egg behind a barrel. comes back toward the counter and returns the eggs to the bowl, before picking up her mug again to have a sip.
Justine: Ivarru, you 'avin anythin'?
Ivarru: 'some rum will be great' He places a few coin on the bar
Justine nods and turns to fill a mug of rum. She brings the mug over and sets it next to Ivarru "'ere ya go"
Salazar picks up a second glass of his dragon whiskey and begins to sip
Swith the Scop finishes her rum, glancing at the dragon whiskey again.
Ivarru takes the mug. thank you fair maiden
Justine smiles 'Yer welcome'
Swith the Scop looks at Ivarru: 'ow many rums it take afore yer falls over, sir?
Casandra thinks there is no possibility that liquor would make him fall on his face
Ivarru: probably more than what is stocked in this bar
Swith the Scop says 'Aww... tha's nah fun...'
Ivarru: i prefer the bitter taste more than anything
Swith the Scop says 'I's decided I needs a drinkin' partner... nah fun when yer the only one havin' a good time about...'
Justine scoops up all the coins "That be true'
Swith the Scop says 'I'd take on that young stable lad, but I 'eard 'e can't even finish a tankard of ale...'
Ivarru takes a flask from his belt and pours a bit into his mug
Casandra shakes her head "He doesn't look as though he could take on much of anything, take a care with him"
Swith the Scop glances at the flask, then beyond, at Salazar's amber bottle: Eh... I's finished me rum, Salazar, sir...
Salazar pushes a glass at her with the back of his hand
Swith the Scop grins, watching the glass coming nearer: Don't mind if I do sir... thankin' yer...She picks up the glass and has a small sip. She swallows hard and coughs lightly.
Salazar laughs "same thing every time." sips his sedately and smiles in between sips
Swith the Scop has another sip of the dragon whiskey, taking it better now after the initial shock. She hiccups and glances at the door. says 'Oh, it be the other fae... greetin's miss...'
Casandra hears the door "greetings SweetPea"
Salazar stands " well i must be off for a bit, couple of things to attend to."
SweetPea giggles 'greetings Cas and Swith and Justine
Swith the Scop slurs slightly: Sweetpea... tha's yer name is it? She gives a wave to salazar: Be well sir... thankin' yer fer the drink...
SweetPea says with a smile "yes, that is my name. It was given to me a friend from a far away palce ' she giggles again
Salazar snaps his fingers and evaporates his bottle and glasses
Swith the Scop blinks at where the bottle was.She looks mildly disappointed and sips some more of her drink.
SweetPea goes closer to her queen when she notices the dark figure
Swith the Scop says 'Aye.... sweet pea. I'll try ta remember...
SweetPea laughs "your memory is excellent when it comes to tunes'
Casandra: come stand by me SweetPea. Do you remember Ivarru?
Swith the Scop nods: Aye... I reckons the songs takes up all the space...
Ivarru: why greetings little fae
SweetPea scowls "I have seen you talking to him and he chased me away once'
Ivarru: is this a friend of yours Casandra, she is a rather tiny fae
Casandra turns to him "yes, this is my good friend SweetPea". She then says "SweePea this is my friend and good advisor Ivarru"
SweetPea flits around and then stands still "an advisor?'
Swith the Scop hiccups, swaying a little as she sips some more dragon whisky.
Casandra: oh yes, he gives me excellent advice
SweetPea looks at her friend very closely "He is a demon! with all due respect, you are all too trusting my Queen'
Ivarru: of course I am gives me a unique prospective on things
Casandra nods "that is true, he is. Don't hold that against him"
Ivarru: swith here is my friend too though she will never admit to it in front of linwe
SweetPea says 'you really should be careful where you place your trust" and she remembers how mean he was to her when he chased her away.
Casandra shakes her head "oh Dear, you are so cautious. I don't think I am too trusting. I believe in giving everyone an opportunity, and he has been a staunch friend and never has he given me bad advice"
SweetPea screws up her eyes shut tight and casts a glamour on the demon. She grunts very deeply and waves her arm "A spider you shall appear to Cas" and she stamps her foot to seal the spell. Then says to all in an offhand way "Cas is afraid of spiders and this will make her distrust the demon like she should"
Ivarru: what trickery is this little one
SweetPea giggles 'just a little faery glamour. I have been practicing'
Casandra looks at her friend and doesn't believe her eyes, where he stood is a monsterously huge black spider with long hairy legs reaching out to her. She backs up quickly
SweetPea jumps up "oh my! it worked!'
Ivarru: what is wrong cassandra
SweetPea skips out nimbly from under the legs and giggles
Casandra screams "aAAcckK!!!"
Ivarru: what are you screamng about?
Casandraa falls onto the floor, laying face down and oblivious to all going on around her
Justine: Are ye okay, Lady Cas?
Ivarru: what is wrong with her
SweetPea shouts out to the demon "she sees you now as she should see you - a thing to be feared'
Ivarru: what have you done to her?
Casandra regains consciousness, sits and then stands shakily
SweetPea FeatherFeet says "I have done nothing to her'
Ivarru: liar
Justine helps Cas to stand
SweetPea puts her hand on her hips "fae don't lie"
Casandra: oh, ohhhh....I feel strange
Ivarru: if I must I will take you to the underdark and torture the answer out of you
SweetPea flies out of the door
Ivarru: what has that little fae done to her
Casandra looks around, sees Justine "thank you"
Justine: She seems alright, just shaken
Casandra looks up further, sees the huge spider again and bolts for the door
Justine: Cas??
Casandra screaks and runs out
Ivarru: hmmm
Monday, August 9, 2010
The Dilemma
Fraught with internal confusion, Linwe seeks out her fellow druid friend to confide in.
They sit in the tavern discussing a mutual friend:
Linwe says 'Ye know...I had a thought...I dunna know if we be doin Siwth any favours lettin her get away with what she do here in the tavern'
Linwe says 'For a long time I slipped coin under the mat for what she took'
Justine Aye...me too, when ye dinna
Linwe says 'But…tis nae doing her any good...the truth be...she be a thief....and I know there be reasons...but I wonder if I should justify it anymore?'
Linwe says 'Tis odd...but summat the demon said brought this to light for me…he called her my pet'
Linwe says 'When I reflect on it...I may hae done just that...inadvertently made her my pet by turning away from what I know to be wrong...because of the past'
[Justine Moyet raises a brow
Linwe says 'I hae tried to protect her...but do she really need my protection?'
Linwe says 'Or would it be better if she faced things as El has and be made to see the high road?'
Thank you Linwe for this submission.
Linwe says 'Ye know...I had a thought...I dunna know if we be doin Siwth any favours lettin her get away with what she do here in the tavern'
Linwe says 'For a long time I slipped coin under the mat for what she took'
Justine Aye...me too, when ye dinna
Linwe says 'But…tis nae doing her any good...the truth be...she be a thief....and I know there be reasons...but I wonder if I should justify it anymore?'
Linwe says 'When I reflect on it...I may hae done just that...inadvertently made her my pet by turning away from what I know to be wrong...because of the past'
[Justine Moyet raises a brow
Linwe says 'I hae tried to protect her...but do she really need my protection?'
Linwe says 'Or would it be better if she faced things as El has and be made to see the high road?'
Thank you Linwe for this submission.
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