Rafaella Micole
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Post by Rafaella Micole on Nov 21, 2014 21:48:03 GMT -6
Rafaella knew something was amiss when she was awakened from her meditation. The blood curdling scream she knew was not like the typical screams she has come accustom to hearing. Not to mention the glass that lay shattered on the floor of her room that was not previously there when she started her meditations. Whatever had happened, she knew her realm was saddened, she knew the realm she is allied with was saddened. Not knowing quite who to ask for guidance, nor quite what to expect she changes into an outfit more fit to wear in the case she may be attacked. Donning her beautiful sword that had luckily still not been needed, and her knife as well as her bag of magicks she heads out of her room and into the new storm. Looking around shocked at how quickly and completely random this storm came about she tried to notice where the scream came from. Of course since it took awhile to get ready whomever let out the scream must have left. In hopes to shorten the search she took to the skies to see if perhaps a better vantage will give her clues. With no results she had come back down, though from her experiences as well as word of mouth, her choice was the forest. She has heard about many evil creatures from within the forest, many dark mysteries surrounding the forest, however a lot of good as well. Perhaps the best place to look. While she was walking around, she smelled rot, as well as a mix of old blood that was still in a liquid state, and fresh blood. That someone has a fresh wound. However she also sensed magick, all around, including blood that had been spelled. However she sensed a lot of sadness, fear, disappointment, worry as well as confusion, anger, turmoil. She tried to find a body if there was a body, there was nothing. Vials in which cased the spelled blood, she picked up and placed in a sealed jar for later examination. However when she tried looking for any blood stains in the ground, there were none, as if the ground had absorbed it. Which seemed to be a particularly odd thing to occur due to the time of year. Continuing on looking for anything else that could tell her what occurred, she noticed people she had never met before. Feeling badly for having no time for introductions, and as she had not sensed any negative alignment nor anything corrupt from them, she continued on. Even with calling on Elders that she doesn't work with to help her talk to the trees and animals. She was left with nothing, even with that she knew this was the place in which the scream occurred. Unfortunately in her heart, Rafaella knew that someone, or something walked here with intentions she would greatly disagree with. Someone who if not evil, would border evil, stepping into the evil puddle from time to time. Finding herself at the tallest tree in the centre of of a slight clearing she sat down.
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Post by Ice Seer on Nov 22, 2014 22:52:16 GMT -6
The Ice Seer makes his way through the forest seeing someone sitting in the snow by a large tree." an Angel I see your a long way from home" his eyes looking around to see if there where more." What brings you to Gaia's Realm?"
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Post by aeralynn on Nov 23, 2014 0:10:12 GMT -6
Aera walked silently through the woods. Her hood was up, protecting her from whatever sunlight managed to filter through the trees and clouds. In her hand, she loosely gripped her polearm. Her gaze was distant, and her thoughts were elsewhere.
Only when she heard a voice did she freeze mid-step. Through the tree branches, she could see two familiar figures, both of whom she had met briefly before. Rafaella, and the Ice Seer - the latter being the one who's voice she had heard.
Remaining still, she watched. Aera didn't know if Rafaella had heard yet of Wulfric's death. If she had, it may be unwise for her to show her face. Though the thought of secrecy guilted her, Aera remained silent, watching from a distance and not making her presence known yet.
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Rafaella Micole
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Post by Rafaella Micole on Nov 23, 2014 0:11:53 GMT -6
Rafaella suddenly snaps out of her assessment when she hears someone speaking to her. She stands up and brushes herself off from the snow. "Ah, hello friend. Yes, I am a long way from home, however sometimes being a long way from home brings more experiences, as well as enlightenment as you well know. Se e I have been sent here by my elders to gain knowledge and experience I couldn't otherwise where I came from. Not only that, as I was created in Heaven, and not like my other brethren-started out on Earth. I have a little disadvantage, see I never have gotten used to Earths energy so currently I am needing to get used to the energy shift before I can really and truly use my abilities. Also, as you well know, Gaia and my home are allies. We have many of the same wants as well as goals. The wants and goals that are not the same we both try to help the other achieve it." She says with a smile before she walks up to the man. "My name is Rafaella, I am sure a hidden part of you knows that. Though lets not get into that shall we. The reason why I am in the forest is because I heard a scream. In coming here I have smelled blood that was old yet still liquid, infection, blood that has had magick in it, rot, and fresh blood. However, what I have noticed is grief, anger, sadness, not only is my home sad, however Gaia is as well, I also notice confusion, and worry. What can you make of this?" She says fearlessly putting her hand on the mans head in a kind manner. Then as she finished her last words she notices a darker alignment but with good intentions. "Hello there, I may not have the ears of a lycan or a vampire. However I can sense energy, from it I can tell you come in peace. Please come here as it would be rude for you to stay put now that you are known." She explained before she turns in the direction of the new being.
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Post by Ice Seer on Nov 23, 2014 0:23:41 GMT -6
The Ice Seer looks into the sky and says "Monk say the wind,Vampire says the Ice, Killer says the ground" taking only a moment before looking towards the being "we have met before you and I. How can I help child of the night?"
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Post by aeralynn on Nov 26, 2014 7:45:13 GMT -6
Aera dipped her head as soon as she realized she had been spotted. No matter how silent you could be, hiding was nearly impossible in Wildgard. She didn't hesitate to step out of the woods, into the clearing where Rafaella and the Ice Seer spoke. "Apologies. I was not intending to spy on you. I was passing by and heard you speaking," she explained.
At the Ice Seer's words, her face twisted into an expression of guilt. Killer. Child of the night. At one point, she had been a servant of the gods. Now she bore a darker title.
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Rafaella Micole
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Post by Rafaella Micole on Nov 28, 2014 2:09:31 GMT -6
"I appreciate this. I must ask, who have you killed? I did hear a scream however. Was this by you, or the person you apparently killed? There is great sadness from my realm and the realm of Gaia" She said. Then upon noticing the girl being a monk "I'm sure you understand Gaia's realm and the realm I am from. I do not know who your monastery teaches, as they do vary from place to place. Though I do believe they would have informed you of the realms. I cannot imagine you were there in your current state however, though I am sure your current alignment, be it accepted to your or not, was most likely mentioned at least to a degree." Rafaella continued while reading the monk before her. "On the one hand, as I am a healer I am much more adept in banishing creatures, and I do not mean that word in disrespect, however I am adept in banishing creatures of Purgatory. However you do not seem to have completely dishonorable intentions. You may mean well however you are in a great deal of denial for your new alignment. It is written on your face, you have done something, or is it the fact you have fallen that you are feeling poorly? Either way for the fact you do not have bad intentions I cannot banish you, I am unsure of how I can help you on the other hand which I do feel quite sorry about. I do wish blessings on you." Rafaella states, not realizing the potential on if her words could cause pain physically, spiritually or emotionally. "I am not sure if the Angel of Death from my realm could help you. If you would allow me, I would ask Azreal for help and guidance. I believe he might at least be of some help to you." Rafaella continues.
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Post by aeralynn on Nov 28, 2014 22:45:43 GMT -6
Aera stood silently, listening to the barrage of information Rafaella gave to her. The woman was gifted at reading others. She guessed things about Aera with no effort, things Aera doubted many others would have been able to determine.
"The scream you heard was not the person I killed. Nor was it me. That was Ashen, I believe. Grieving," she explained, her voice solemn at the memory.
She went silent for a moment, thinking on Rafaella's offers of help. Banishing, as Rafaella said, would do no good. As the angel wished blessings on her, Aera flinched just slightly. The motion was barely noticeable, but it was there. The blessing of an angel, even one not yet used to her abilities in this world, was not something she could handle at the moment.
"I don't think it would be wise for me to speak with A-" she started to say, and then cut off abruptly. She couldn't speak the name. "With the angel of death. I thank you for the offer, though."
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Rafaella Micole
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Post by Rafaella Micole on Nov 30, 2014 20:31:26 GMT -6
Rafaella raised a concerned eyebrow at the flinch. "Or I can speak to him in the case you may have issues speaking to him. He is quite stern, he makes Uriel seem incredibly happy actually. He does help the grieving as well as the dying. I believe you are grieving for you currently lost old life. I might actually have something for you." Rafaella reaches down into her bag grabbing the trinket then starts handing Aera the trinket but noticing the girl start to get worried, she brought the item back to herself. Going back into her bag she got a piece of material with neutral magick to wrap around the trinket. "I think that'll alleviate any discomfort you previously would have had from this, just do not touch it, when you look at it perhaps squint as it being a holy object I doubt it'll be all to comfortable to look at either. Keep it wrapped until you need it." With that Rafaella hands the girl the trinket wrapped in the fabric. "It is much like a compass, though it doesn't give directions like on a map, but it can help you see if you are still close to your chosen alignment, currently your being in purgatory is not chosen and clearly quite uncomfortable. With this you can evaluate how to adjust your actions to more suit your chosen alignment as opposed your current alignment." She explains with a smile. "As for who Ashen is grieving for who you killed, have I happened to have met them?"
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Post by Ice Seer on Dec 5, 2014 20:26:33 GMT -6
watching and listening into the talk between the Angel and the Vampire the wind picks up leading him away from the Forest to the edge of town a voice on the wind says "head to the Silver Scale"
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Post by Drakula Apolyon on Dec 9, 2014 19:24:48 GMT -6
As the sky turns red and black, a north wind picks up, howling past the two. They see a specter shape starting to form and walk towards them, with each step bones start to form along with muscles, veins, organs, skin and armor. Now standing before the pair, is an 8 foot tall man dressed in bones and plate armor, "is this Wildgard?" In a dark and low voice resonating from his skull and metal helmet, looking down at the two. Reaching his hand open and out towards them, a sword starts to come up from the ground that glows different colors, from blood-red to dark greens and purples. The colours swirling around the blade of blood drinker, looking down, "I seek the killer of my enemy, I hear a sire-ling managed to kill him. I am here to thank them for almost handing me the North!"
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Post by aeralynn on Dec 10, 2014 22:32:41 GMT -6
Aera hesitantly reached out to accept the trinket from Rafaella. Carefully, she pulled back a piece of the cloth to look at the object, squinting as instructed. After a second, she wrapped it back up, tucking it into a pocket in her cloak. "Thank you, Rafaella," Aera said.
She was about to continue speaking, but stopped as the wind suddenly picked up. Aera frowned, immediately sensing something was not right.
Sure enough, a figure was walking towards them. Aera's grip on her polearm tightened as he approached, and even more so when he spoke. When he brought up Wulfric's death, and his killer, her expression looked as though she had been hit. "Wulfric's death was an accident. It deserves no thanks," she said, her tone as close to bitter as it would ever come.
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Rafaella Micole
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Post by Rafaella Micole on Dec 11, 2014 2:53:06 GMT -6
"Well hello, clearly you are an elder, but not of my realm. Even though you are not of my realm, something of you doesn't seem so dark. In fact something of you shows intentions that are actually good. It's as almost you are being so dark, just to not been seen for your good. Something tells me, you are not truly happy with his death. My reason for this, you are an elder vampire correct? Not just that your abilities are clearly more than just vampiric, if Wulfric was truly your enemy, you would have killed him. Granted I can imagine the annoyance what I have just said would cause you. However as you are interested more on discussing Wulfrics death, you should be then interested in knowing he may not be completely dead. As you from the realm of the dead and undead you may have some knowledge. I know you may not wish to share with myself, however you may still have question regarding your enemy that I may only be able to provide from your sharing of information you may know. I would not with hold any information, it just may help me understand events better to give you more details. I digress, see his soul broke into 3 crystals, which normally should only be 1 crystal for 1 soul, we all know he is a Lycan, but this is more than that. There is a being that came from one of those crystals, he calls himself the Ice Seer. He is a Druid, barely remembering anything of Wulfric, just so happened to appear where your enemy had died. Quite a lot one can get within a short time, perhaps my elders are smiling upon me now. Either way, I do not believe your enemy, as you so misleadingly call him, may not be completely dead. Also I will not apologize for ability to have insight, I can sense intentions as well as how people feel. I gather this is not your first time meeting an angel so this shall be nothing new to you. As much as I can harm your minions we are closer to allies in regards to when it comes down to demons. This land can be full of them, which makes you not fully my enemy but not my clear ally. Those from Gaia are my direct allies and as Wulfric is one so is the Ice Seer. So your thoughts on the Ice Seer?" Rafaella said, standing her ground. As the man being 2 feet and 2 inches taller than her did dwarf her, she did not feel afraid. In case of any possible battles, she felt it was best to slowly move away from Aera in case of any need to use radiant light. Also while looking at the man, noticing his height and attitude she felt as though she knew him before.
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ryogamkara
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Post by ryogamkara on Dec 16, 2014 16:00:58 GMT -6
Angels, Werewolves and Vampires...clearly he wasn't the only supernatural creature around Wildgard, Ryo had been hiding in the shadows of the trees' branches snooping around after having caught the scent of the Vampire yet little did he knew there were also angels around here. It intrigued him very much, why was it that there were recently a lot of don activity around Wildgard along with angelic acts? He focused his vision into infrared to keep track of which was which. Nor what this whole nonsense they were speaking of, in sheer silence he jumped from his tree to a lower on that was closer yet far enough to still remain undetected.
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Post by Bearjaw Gladekeeper on Dec 20, 2014 22:54:06 GMT -6
Bearjaw came to the new land seeking to challenge his brother. the 10 foot tall man was in fact the largest out of the four brothers. Scars and large Animal furs and a large wooden club slung over his shoulder walking care free through the forest. Making his way to sounds of talking and the sight of something in the trees Bearjaw calling on the forces of nature to in entangle the unknown object sitting in the trees.
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