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Thread: Star Wars : Rebels and Imperials

Thank you, I think my only reluctance is that the age needed to be a credible female rebel commander probably mid 40's as a minimum may not be sexually attractive to our male players damn double standards. What are your thoughts boys? My alternate would perhaps be the medical officer.
Thread: Star Wars : Rebels and Imperials

Oh, i wouldnt mind much about the age as long as you dont choose to look like the emperor. And some futuristic cosmetics are maybe worth their money if you wish to have a peachy look for your character. And i think id gonna have to pass about using the force. Believing to it in intuitive leaded situations which could provide a rescuing miracle, but nothing what could be called as active using.
Thread: Star Wars : Rebels and Imperials

I'm going to back off being the Rebel Commander and would like to be the Chief Medical Officer though I want a promotion to Major or Lt. Commander. I think that will allow me to play a bit more mature player but with much more opportunity to get personal time with the various other characters, keep their morale up among other things.
Thread: Star Wars : Rebels and Imperials

Rivine said BennyQ , what kind of ship do you want to pilot? Click to expand... I would have really enjoyed an X-Wing but this is before then. An A-Wing certainly works, or the H-60 Tempest you suggested earlier. Also I agree with Neffelin that Force using should be kept less active and more as a passive aspect. Pilots get better reflexes somewhat, leaders have better intuition, that sort of thing.
Thread: Star Wars : Rebels and Imperials

So how do we take this thing to the next level?
Thread: Star Wars : Rebels and Imperials

Ideas how we want to start could be a possibility. Or do we need more people before?
Thread: Star Wars : Rebels and Imperials

Well I'm not great at grand entrances but all I need to start is a an Imperial Partner that needs a shuttle lift or a Rebel in need of medical attention which might well include emotional support for any number of anxieties. I suppose a thread for character sheets would be a good next step. Let's launch this baby!
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

Further up those stairs sat in the doorway another beautiful, divine creature who called herself Kyharra , whose pale blue eyes studied her arrows as she used a knife to sharpen the points, only looking up at the presence of the elegant Condor. Her breath all but stopped, as she cocked her head, her beautiful long auburn curls tossing over her shoulder. Lowkurye, she breathed, his voice within her mind before she even spoke his name, and she bowed her head to him in respect and honor. As she lifted it he was already flying off and her eyes jumped to Alexander, her partner on this holy mission. Why is the All Father here Alexander? What's- she lost her words as something unsettling touched her within, and she could feel her divine power diminishing, the glory of Heaven within her draining. Neither do I my friend! What is going on? She rose, her arrow still in hand and sheathed her knife as she drew her bow, taking a single step down to look out into the beautiful scenery before them. It was uninhabitable for mortals, but it was perfect for them. And the untouched beauty of the mountains left even this angel breathless. But not today. The beauty was tainted by a disgusting vulture across the valley, his bloated ugly form a sore sight to any eyes. She cocked her bow, nooking her arrow and glaring at the creature, knowing this was something evil even before Alexander called out the name. Are you sure? she asked, raising her bow higher, Shall I shoot - Alexander watch out! She tugged him back as his shield rose, the volley of arrows hitting it and fortunately missing them. Then at his order she pulled at him, dragging them both within and locking their door, turning to face him, her perfectly sculpted face creased with lines of worry. Never had she not been able to feel their Mother, or the other gods. Never had she been stripped like this of her glory, feeling only the shreds of it remaining. What is happening? Why is All Father here, and why is Pazilnar only revealing himself now? Something is amiss Alexander. She grabbed her quiver, then began pulling on her armor, having only been wearing a light tunic as they had not been expecting to fight today. Her eyes flicked back to him constantly, waiting for some form of answers, some kind of plan. She had nothing, because she did not know what they were facing. If Lowkurye was here, something terrible was upon them.
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

Kyharra rushes forward and touched his shoulders in worry as he knelt. Do not expend your strength then, not before the fight ahead, she replied, watching the door, her eyes dancing with annoyance, Pazilnar cannot get in now, even if he wanted to. She rose and let go of his arm, her bow still nocked and ready in one hand. She had all but stopped breathing for several minutes now to hear their footsteps, as an angel unneeding of oxygen. Then her eyes grew bright, almost glowing, as she whispered the words, I call upon my sight, let me see through the eyes of others, and witness the world in new light. Condor. Her eyes flowed brighter and she was no longer in their sanctuary. Well Kyharra still was, but her sight was that of a circling Condor above, looking down towards the hideous beast Pazilnar and his sickly followers. She made note of them then let go of the spell, stumbling back and leaning against a wall as she breathed heavily, feeling a great weight rest on her from the spell. I understand what you mean, she gulped, Alexander, what has become of our gods? Where has our great strength gone? She righted herself and picked up her bow she had dropped, if we do not have our strength, how will we stand and fight here and now?
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

The winged, muscular form of Alexanders body turned and looked over to Kyharra with an expression of compassion as he took a single step towards her and leaned in so his face was alongside hers. With a lowered voice he spoke firmly but softly into her ear. We were chosen by Lowkurie, by our Mother, to be here, for a reason. His cerulean blue eyes hovered upon hers as he continued. Even without the full potential of our divine graces, we have been training for countless ages as warriors in their army. There are few, if any that I have ever seen that can wield a bow as deftly as you do. The lips of the taller angel pressed upon her forehead in a gesture of comfort. When you've finished putting your armor on I will open the door, hold them at the base of the steps, while you keep to the door, and use that vantage point to take care of their archers. We will persevere, Kyharra, we must. Alexander drew his lips back from her forehead then and turned to head swiftly down the hallway towards his room. I'm going to gather one of my blades, I will be right back. As Alexander worked his way down the short curving stone hallway his eyes caught the sight of a shadowy form swirling in through one of the hidden arrow slits. Bright, burning red eyes within the manifesting devilish shape of the swirling shadows locked upon his as it flowed through the narrow opening and fell in a puddle that began to coalesce upon the stone floor. As the shadows began to sprout claws and legs, wings, and tails Alexander lunged forward, and drove the blessed tip of his silver spear right between the glaring hateful eyes of the shadow devil. A loud hiss that caused the angels hair to stand on end erupted from the creature as the spear blasted divine light into it's malignant dark form and dispersed it into oblivion. He glanced back over his shoulder in time to catch the sight of yet another fiendish shadow creature puddling upon the floor in the fringes of the hallway leading towards Kyharras' room. Ky! Look out! Behind you! He yelled as he turned her way, but was to far removed to offer any immediate aid to his companion. His fingers clenched over his spear, hefting it upwards over his shoulder, but the slow curve of the hallway and the body of Kyharra made it difficult and very risky to find a clear line from the point of his spear to the shadowy devil that was now lurching and surging towards her. He waited, looking and hoping that she could dispatch the beast on her own, but ready to throw his spear at the first offering of a clear shot towards the foul creature. Lunging through the soft yellow light of the hallway the foul and twisted winged creature of shadow drew its elongated sinister looking claws upward. It sprang through the hallway towards her and opened its ebony mouth, revealing black fangs of dark negative energy as it went to sink its claws into her. Last edited Aug 12, 2018
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

Alexander... she didn't know what to say. His words inspired her though. He pulled back and she stared up into his eyes then shook her head. Now was not the time to speak more. They had a fight to win. With that in mind she headed towards her room, making a list in her mind of what she needed to bring. Her armor was the most important, as she was in none, but she had a pouch of coin from the locals she knew could be invaluable if the journey was long, and a hunting knife should they need food. Then she heard his call. Kyharra spun, bow raised but the foul creature was too close. She did a back flip to get out of the way as it swiped at her then hit her bow with the back of her hand, and it instantly split into two perfect pieces. Where the middle had split, she now grabbed with each hand, the wood there smooth and encased in fine gold so it would not split. Upon first glance her bow looked to be made of wood and polished but dull stone, but on the contrary it was silver, like Alexander's spear tip or her arrows. And it was far from dull. The string of her bow all but magically disappeared as she spun her new weapons in her hand, two identical curved swords of silver, the blades as sharp as her arrows and deadly. She attacked the demonic creature with finesse and grace, never letting it so much as touch her as she spun and beheaded it, then lodged her second blade through its chest, ending any chance of survival. Rising, she reconnected the swords at their hilt and once more it became an elegant bow that she pulled across her shoulder and looked towards Alexander. Thank you, she nodded, heading for her room once more, I'll make haste. Her armor was white in color, but made of divine metals so it held stronger than anything forged on Earth. Hers was slimmer and lighter than Alexander's, the archer needing to be versatile and fluid in all her movements. Unlike her partner, her wings were not out today, Kyharra preferring to hide them when within their dwelling, as to not feel so claustrophobic in such a small space. Of course her armor was fitted to allow her to open her wings or hide them, and as she undressed and tugged it on now she felt it snug into place against her body. She adjusted the boots of the armor, the leggings of her outfit made not of the hard metal but finer, more fluid metal that mimicked what the locals called leather, yet it hugged her legs and ass tighter and stronger than leather could and was much harder to pierce. Stuffing the pouch of coin down her tall boots and filling her quiver with her entirety of arrows she rushed back out, shooting an arrow at a third swirling mass that had leaked through the arrow slits. We have little time Alexander, she called, grabbing her arrow and looking for her next target. Her voice was melodious and soft, angelic as she was, with a slight etching of an accent to it that did not belong to any angel but she had picked up from another visit to Earth and found beautiful. It certainly pleased mortal's ears.
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

Kyharra closed the shutters quickly as the demon was killed, then looked to Alexander in surprise, Did your weapon just speak? She blinked at the hovering object then him. She knew little of Alexanders ways, other than his fighting skills. They were acquaintances in heaven, on good terms, brought together by their god to do this task. Picked for their unique skills that would aid one another. His earlier kiss to her head was a sign of good faith and friendship, though they were still learning plenty about each other. She had been on two other missions before this with him in the many millennias of their lifetimes. They had been much quicker and far cleaner than this one, and Kyharra had a sneaking suspicion their mission was about to get much more complicated if the All Father was involved. Not to mention something had drained their divinity. She shook her head of the distracting thoughts and nocked an arrow, I am.
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

Ky got no answer, but there didnt seem time to press. She would have to ask him and the seemingly sentient sword again later. He was already out the door, leaving her little time to rush forward and bend one knee to aim. Her aim was deadly, always precise, and never slow. As he called she was already knocking off arrows into skulls, quickly emptying her quiver. With her last arrow she readied herself to hit an approaching demon when out of the corner of her eye she saw him fall. Jumping up she turned and aimed at the foul beast looming over Alexander, and with her last arrow took the beast by the knee, so he could finish the job as it shrieked, unable to advance. However now the demon with its sights set on her was too close for comfort. And Kyharra had no arrows. With a flourish her bow once more became two swords and she rolled into the attack, dashing up and slicing vertically through the beast before kicking it back several feet and beheading it where it stood. Leaving Alexander to his fight she took the remainder, making sure none were left with their heads on their shoulders, lest they werent entirely dead. Alexander, she turned, blades soaked in red, looking to see how he was faring.
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

Alexander was in the midst of scampering back up to his feet, a thin trickle of blood flowing out of his mouth from the harsh impact upon the ground. As he readied his sword the last of the fallen angels, hellish mockeries of the glory they once were let out a shriek as Kyharra's arrow sank into it's knee. The she devil turned with a parting hideous glare and threw herself over the cliff, her raven black and red wings spreading wide as she vanished into the depths of the chasm and retreated. Alexander followed with slightly wobbled steps, peering down into the mists and clouds that the fleeing devil vanished into. His lips twisted into a slight frown as he spat out a mouthful of blood and wiped the back of his arm across his mouth. He turned then, immediately setting his gaze on Kyharra, the concern for her evident in those soft blue orbs of his. Are you alright Ky, are you wounded? He inquired, ignoring his own aches and pains as he stepped over towards her. Jasmine meanwhile hovered over towards Alexanders side and lingered in the air near him. Your the one who's bleeding, not her, she pretty much saved your hide. Alexander spared a brief roll of his eyes towards Jasmine as he sheathed his short sword at his hip and reached out and took the floating blade into his hand. Immediately the humming, blue glowing sword dimmed back to it's inert state as Alexander smiled over to Kyharra with subtle nod of his head towards the sentient blade in his hand. It was a recent acquisition, liberated from the possession of a hex fiend about ten years ago. He sighed with a soft smile. She talks a lot, but she's been helpful to have along.
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

Kyharra wasnt wounded at all. But she was worried about him. Your sword is right, it felt weird to say even as he explained what it was, She is helpful indeed but she cannot repair your wounds. Let me see you. Come on, inside. Lets get you sitting and look at the damage. She hooked an arm under his shoulder and helped him inside, keeping her senses alert for any other threat. Once inside she locked and warded the door, growing dizzy from the dimple spell. We must conserve our divine magics Alexander. Even wards take their toll. Now let me see. She brought a bowl of warm water and some cloth to clean and dress the wound, but worried it would be too deep to leave at just that. She could use her own power, a single gift each angel was bestowed that they alone had and could possess even without their divinity. Hers was to heal...in a way. But it had a toll. A consequence. Did they strike you twice or only once? I cant see any other wounds.
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

On slightly wobbled legs Alexander followed Kyharra back into their mountain top den, the fresh gash that ran across his bottom lip and along his chin leaving a crimson sheet of blood around the sturdy chin of the angelic warrior. His form settled with ease upon the stone bench in the foyer where the intricate symbols of the pantheon they served had been carved upon the walls. Deep blue eyes observed Ky as she went to fetch some things from her room to tend to his wound. As she disappeared he wiped his hand across his chin and brought his hand out in front of himself to stare at the sight of the blood streaked across his palm. As the sound of Kyharra's footsteps returned and she came into view Alexander turned his head to meet her. It's not that bad, Ky. He gestured with a pair of fingers to the gash. Just clean it, and some time in the sun will see it healed. The angel spoke of his own unique gift, that allowed wounds, disease, and worse to be cured as long as the sun was shining upon his body. She just got me once, it could of been far worse if I didn't see it coming. He smiled gently while he let her wash and clean the blood smeared upon his chin and neck away. We shouldn't dare to stay here long, not with that devil knowing where we reside. His gaze looked to hers as he settled the tips of his fingers lightly upon the back of her tending wrist. Whatever is happening, our enemy seems to know far more then we do, as it currently stands.
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

She leaned down on her knees in front of him, Maybe, but let me clean it first and we will see. If its too deep I can share the burden to ease you. Her gift was the ability to draw pain from others, to pull wounds into herself, in order to heal another. She cleaned his wounds until he touched her wrist and she froze, her eyes snapping up to meet his. Their faces were rather close, and she nervously pulled hers back a bit. I understand. And agree. We should follow our Fathers advice anyways. When should we leave?
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

There was a subtle flinch of his hand as Kyharra drew back during that fleeting moment of tenderness. Sure, Alexander had admired her beauty before, but here and now, with a measure of his divinity stripped away and finding himself with a more mortal shell he was surprised to find himself attracted to her in a way he hadn't considered possible. He formed a quick smile and sought to move past those thoughts even as his gaze briefly lingered on her soft and full lips. I'm not sure where we should start, but we should take our leave promptly. Alexander took to his feet, the pounding ache in his head had dimmed to a manageable level now as he looked around the small but exquisitely crafted stone dwelling they had formed together here. We should make sure to seal the door, despite it paining us. I don't want Pazilnar or his cohorts being able to rummage through whatever we have to leave behind. His gaze swept back over to Ky's and he nodded. Let's gather what we can manage and find a place among the forest to settle for the night. The dwarven kingdom isn't far, and while they won't open their doors for us, they'll more then likely let us camp outside their gates for a few coins. He sighed softly as he turned to head back towards his bed chamber. Maybe we can find out if there is any news or rumors, or at the very least collect our thoughts.
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

She nodded, agreeing. They needed to leave. She already had everything she needed so she moved to clean up her mess of cloths, leaving him to grab his things. I have the coins, she watched him go, catching herself admiring him and stopped, And we can leave as soon as your ready.
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

Alexander swept through his room, picking out a variety of items for their departure and the journeys ahead. He grabbed a well kept leather back pack, unhooked his hammock and rolled it up, stuffing it into the backpack. Then a coin purse he took, opening it and briefly examining the magical depths of it, which were littered with a variety of sparkling gemstones and other trinkets of value. He settled into his armor then, taking some time to make sure the mithral plate mail was properly fastened and fitted into place on his body. He kicked off his sandals, opting to replace them with a red stained pair of leather traveling boots. Snatched up a red woolen cloak with a hood and took one last look about his room. On his way out of the room Alexander stopped by every sconce set upon the wall and plucked the glowing yellow stones from within them and stuffed them into his coin purse. Returning finally to the lobby of their home, the lights from his half of their abode gone now, and filled with darkness. He had his spear in hand, a small curved dagger at his hip, the short blade tucked in a sheath next to the dagger and small but deadly sharp hand axe hanging from his right thigh. Jasmine was sheathed in an elegant gold and silver leather harness at his left hip as he stopped and looked to Kyharra. Alright, shall we? He gestured towards the door and slowly opened it, stepping outside into the brutal winds and cold that greeted them. Traces of flurries falling from the sky as he held the door open for Kyharra, and once she stepped out, Alexander would shut the door, take a deep breath and seal the dwelling with a powerful ward meant to bar any fiends from entering.
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

Kyharra had her armour, her bow and quiver, and her pouch of coin. She thought it was enough but on second thought she went and rolled her similar hammock and a change of clothing, a silk dress she often wore when not in battle. She doubted shed need it any time soon, but it was smart just in case. Both these fit into her pouch, magically enchanted by a witch to carry more than it looked. She was waiting for him by the door when he reentered, stepping out into the cold her eyes scanned for returning fiends as he warded the door. Be careful, she warned, that spell is strong, and we are not as powerful any longer.
Thread: Portal - A Fall From Grace (BurningWillows and Black_Out)

Alexander offered a simple nod of agreement to her words as he felt his breath stolen away momentarily after completing the warding of the door. His hand settled upon the nearby wall as he caught his bearings and regained his breath. I felt we had little choice, Kyharra. His deep blue gaze were drawn to the concerned look of his red headed companion. We can ill afford for Pazilnar to get his hands on anything that belonged to us, too easily he could track us down. The form of Alexander rose back to his full stature as the splendor of his feathered white wings spread out from between his shoulder blades. Even that felt an odd sensation to the angels being as he looked towards Kyharra. I can carry you in my arms if you wish, to save yourself from having to expend your own energy. He offered with a light smile.