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Taleisin
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Taleisin

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Another failed Barrows run. All Taleisin had managed to achieve was a few bolts, some runes, gold and experience. And one Ahrim's robeskirt. It was enough to make up for the potions she had used to keep up her prayer or the food she'd taken along, but still...It hardly seemed worth it.

The dark haired warrior sheathed her longsword and hooked her whip onto her belt before bending down to touch the ground. Murmuring softly beneath her breath, she began to trace a circle all the way around her. Where her finger drew, a thin glowing line of pure white appeared before she straightened up and drew out a small book. Sitting herself down in the circle, she flicked through the pages as she muttered darkly under her breath before stopping. She murmured the activation spell before the circle rose up like a glowing curtain around her, sparkling in rays of white and purple. Then it dropped and simply faded away, revealing her to have disappeared.

All Taleisin saw was pure white as she hurtled through the teleportation path. She took a moment to appreciate the odd feeling she always got when she teleported somewhere. She remembered the last time she'd reactivated, she was confused at the introduction of lodestones. Before, she had to use runes to teleport places. Now travelling was that much easier, but it rendered her skills in teleporting effectively useless.

The end was near. She took a deep breath before touching her feet down onto solid ground as the world shimmered into view around her. Trees, grass, a nearby path and the large wall behind her that ran all around the outskirts of Varrock. Hopping down from the lodestone, she raised a hand and drew her finger down to open up her inventory, before flicking sideways to open her equipment slots.
Everyone has the potential to be an asshat in a flower crown.

13-Apr-2016 15:35:00

Taleisin
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Taleisin

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A few adjustments later, and her armour shimmered from view to leave her in a simple black tube top, arm sleeves and a short skirt. The tips of her wing tattoo on her back were clearly visible across the shoulder-blades.

With quick, confident strides she began to walk into the city, following the wide road she knew so well from the many times she had traversed it before. She knew there was a lot that happened within the world that she did not know about, but at least Varrock was a city she had been visiting since she was first activated. Her feet knew these streets with minimal effort. But for now, she had a particular place in mind.

Passing by the General Store - now generally left empty since the Grand Exchange had been introduced - and the Dress Shop, she turned left down a street she remembered having used for training her firemaking. All day long, she had been setting up little campfires in neat rows. They burned for a time before simply fading from existence to leave only ashes in their wake. She had to repeat each day for at least two...Maybe three weeks? It had been exhausting, but at the time she had been racing her friend. Her for Ninety-Nine Firemaking, him for Ninety-Nine Prayer.

She had won that round.

Breathing out a sigh of relief, she stepped into the Varrock Bank and approached the nearest booth. The banker looked back at her before a small menu shimmer before her, asking for her four-digit pin. With quick and deft movements, she flicked several buttons before a large rectangular menu - seen only to her eyes - appeared before her, showing her the items in her bank. Carefully, she began to move items from her inventory into the bank.
Everyone has the potential to be an asshat in a flower crown.

13-Apr-2016 15:44:20

Bluefirecan
Mar Member 2023

Bluefirecan

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Name: Maddy Blue
Gender: Female
Height: 5*2*
Weight: 120 lbs.

Appearance: Pale skin covers Maddy’s body. It’s not deathly pale, but no one could mistake it for a tan. Her frame itself is… an odd one, to say the least. Most of her weight comes from the perfectly toned muscles one only earns through lots of training, but somehow she still manages to do that training while lugging the gigantic chest that most of the women in this world seem to possess. It was never really strange for her to consider, given the fact that she hadn’t seen anything different. Anyway, her narrow waist supports these watermelons and it’s a wonder it hasn’t snapped yet. Must be her beautiful posture.

Her face has a pointed chin but not many unique qualities. The girl’s eyes are of average height and size, and contain only small flecks of gold that glints in the sun as she runs. Other than those flecks, they’re a pretty boring shade of brown. But she’s proud of that since so many of her relatives must have had them. Her lips curve slightly downward at the edges, giving her an almost displeased look if her face is slack. Luckily she’s often laughing and smiling at all the people. Her hair is a golden pixie cut. She left a clump of hair in the front longer to brush to the side of her face, but cut everything else super short.

Starting gear: She’s a fashion-scaper. Armor and her only mix when she’s going bossing. Instead, she’s wearing blue-tinted shades, a blue-and-white striped pirate top, vyrewatch legs and boots, a Quest Point Cape, and wielding a Christmas wand that fires Christmas puddings at unsuspecting bystanders (mwahahaha!).

Personality traits: Awkward at times, but can carry most conversation topics. Maddy Blue will defend her quests with her life, getting almost snarky to those who don’t share her affinity for the history and lore of this world. Enjoys reminiscing about the old times, back when you could easily make a 20-egg-long line of people transfigured into
I just play FFXIV at this point. DC: Crystal

14-Apr-2016 00:56:57

Bluefirecan
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Bluefirecan

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Easter eggs.

Current combat level: 114

Skill Type: None of those options. Maddy (or Blue, depending on the person) values quests above any type of combat or skilling. She only does what is necessary to succeed in her next adventure, and maybe when the world is drained of those, she*ll focus on becoming an expert in something. Or… will probably idly bankstand and talk to people.

Short history: Maddy Blue went by several names in her time and spent the better part of her first five years wandering aimlessly and chatting about nothing to people she never got close to. She phased a few times throughout her eleven years, but would always reactivate after a few months – and once, even a year. She set some goals for herself and worked tirelessly to achieve them, finally honing her combat techniques and skills. Most of her goals revolved around the idea of one day doing every quest, every task (no matter how menial) in the land, and she’s actually not far off. She recently obtained her white cloak for earning every quest point in the world, and is now turning her sights on completing task sets.

Anything else: None.
I just play FFXIV at this point. DC: Crystal

14-Apr-2016 00:57:11

Bluefirecan
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Bluefirecan

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Maddy Blue was in Varrock to verify that she’d informed the museum of everything she’d found in her travels. As was the case for the past six times she checked, the museum was in fact aware of everything she’d learned that they deemed important enough to take notes of. She sighed deeply, walked back down the stairs, and headed toward the western bank. The eastern one was significantly closer, but it was frequently empty whereas the western one had life and skillers and energy. She had no specific reason to head to the bank, but she also felt bored and wanted to either eavesdrop on random drama or find someone to chat with for a while.

As she walked in, she talked to a banker which summoned a small window requesting her PIN. She deftly tapped the digits (taking longer than usual, having been distracted by something someone was saying elsewhere in the building). When she could freely access her possessions, she withdrew some herbs and some vials filled with water. The bankers were used to this bizarre sort of storage, and were also used to standing and trying to avoid staring while people stood in their queue for ages, grinding herbs, mixing them into the water, and then repeating. Over and over. For hours and hours at a time. Maddy Blue did*** seriously plan to do that, but she did*’t have anything to do at the moment anyway.

A minute or so passed before she decided she was already bored and deposited the leftover vials and such. The bright colors of her Easter ring danced across her vision as she ran down the list of her items, so she smiled as she withdrew it. Maddy thanked the banker before walking to the middle of the building and putting it on, feeling the familiar sensation of shrinking and the unavoidable smell of chocolate.
I just play FFXIV at this point. DC: Crystal

15-Apr-2016 02:42:24

Taleisin
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Taleisin

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Taleisin continued to organise her inventory for a few moments before flicking closed her bank menu. Raising her hand and drawing her finger down, she opened her inventory menu before flicking through various screens until she reached the one she wanted. Daily tasks. She eyed the first one before sighing. Shield bows again.

Shutting her menu, she glanced at the banker, who drew up her bank menu once more. She moved through her items before drawing out an inventory full of magic logs before closing her bank menu. Back to the inventory menu. She pressed her finger over a log, and it materialised before her. She summoned forth a simple knife before touching the blade to the log. Sweeping it over the log for a few minutes, she knew the other logs in her inventory were turning into unstrung shieldbows.

She was about to open the bank menu when she glanced behind her at the egg that suddenly appeared in the middle of the floor. She paused, glancing down at her knife. Then at the egg.

"...Why are you doing that?" She asked at last as she focused on the egg, the name and level floating above it.
Everyone has the potential to be an asshat in a flower crown.

15-Apr-2016 03:41:54

Bluefirecan
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Bluefirecan

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“
Why am I doing this?
Maddy Blue replied, a slight chuckle outlining her voice. “
For exactly this reason. It’s a great conversation starter!
” She was never quite sure how speech worked as an egg. She did*’t do anything different to produce it, despite not having a mouth. And everyone could hear it clearly enough. It was one of life’s great mysteries, she supposed. A few moments passed and she pulled the ring off her finger, revealing her natural form.

“
So what do you think?
” Blue asked, turning toward the woman who approached her. She seemed to have pretty good skills. Certainly a high combat level. And potentially a friend was hidden under this calculating visage!
I just play FFXIV at this point. DC: Crystal

16-Apr-2016 02:23:05

Westenev

Westenev

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Name: Westenev
Gender: Female
Height: 5’9
Weight: 61kgs

Appearance:
Westenev has a pale completion, and possesses jade green eyes (from a dangerous life of questing) and a ginger Zanris Fringe. Her frame is sleek and agile, yet deceptively strong through magical innovation. Even so, she does complain of the occasional back ache (an issue not even the illustrious makeover mage could fix).

Starting gear:
Pernix body, chaps. Glaven boots and Tracker Gloves.
Royal crossbow and bolts (transmuted into a Dark Ozan style longbow)
Korasi’s Sword and Enhanced Excalibur (transmuted into a black/white scimitar respectively)
Surgeons Ring, Bonecrusher, Demonhorn Necklace, Aura of Vampirism, Trimmed Fishing Cape, Tirannwn Quiver III

Personality traits:
Westy maintains a cynical been-there-done-that attitude, avoiding menial grinding in favour of doing whatever whenever. The constant loss of friends, both npc and adventurer alike, have taken their toll on this world wary hero – all that happens was meant to be, their actions being no exception.

Current combat level: 135

Skill Type: Quester and Fisher mainly, but enjoys a good wander as much as the next person.

Short history:
Westy was the third enev to appear in lumbridge nine years ago, and was by far the most successful. Though their brothers phased in and out constantly, Westenev held fast to their beliefs that they could make Gielinor a better place under the banner of Player Owned City culture. But alas, a bitter tale this be, for twice were they betrayed by people they called friends, twice did they watch helplessly as carefully tended community tore itself asunder, and twice did they phase, each time promising this would be the last time they would ever return.

And yet, as a cruel twist, Gielinor still beckons.

Anything else: Honestly, this character has visited the makeover mage so many times I’m sure they’ve become close acquaintances. Creepy? Sure, but so very true…
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16-Apr-2016 03:20:17

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