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Jun 14, 2019 17:25:53 GMT
Post by Raimell Windsor on Jun 14, 2019 17:25:53 GMT
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[attr="class","raipost"] Hiya![break][break] Razivia is a seamstress, Rai is a surgeon, Razivia enjoys a good cup of tea, Rai brews potions as well as a good tea when he gets his hands on some quality roots and tea leaves. I just feel like something needs to be done about these two’s obsession with needles and thread and obviously, tea. That’s obviously the most important thing here. Oh and let’s not forget about how neither of these two know how to soften their words. Interested much?[break][break] But where to start? Seeing that Razivia lives in Ferson (did I get that right from peeking at you and watcher’s posts?), I could very well have Rai take a trip down to the Black Market in hopes of snagging some rare pieces of merchandise that’s not so easily obtained legally. Could just be a chance encounter, or Rai could make a mess of things because he’s not that familiar with the unspoken rules down there (if the rules are unspoken in the first place then how would he have known - how would anyone have known right??? Don’t blame him ;w;).[break][break] Oooor, as a super long stretch (don’t hit me for the dumb proposal), Rai could be heading down there to fish at the docks because rumor has it that the fish nearby were absolutely pampered by all the nasties the shady business people dumped into the water and sort of mutated into a challenging sport okay now hit me please[break][break] Anyway, racking my brains here for some fun ways to initiate an encounter. Let me know if any catches your fancy or, if they all sound dumb (i cry) to you, feel free to suggest something else, I’m all ears! ^u^ |
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Jun 14, 2019 16:47:43 GMT
Post by Raimell Windsor on Jun 14, 2019 16:47:43 GMT
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[attr="class","raipost"] Eek! I can totally see Rai joining the freelancing crew, because he’s always antsy to get his hands on more gold (that he spends just as quickly as they come, he’s not very good at financing : P). Since Rhyme’s personality is on the more gentle side, maybe Rai can be that final push that drives Iocus the lazy butt out of his comfy couch to start working for real? Just a thought ^u^[break][break] He’s also all for teaching Rhyme first-aid, because a part of him wants to believe that people without any fancy healing magic can help themselves and others and live just as well, even though he’s a mutant and cheats through life aplenty. Hypocrite much?[break][break] Regarding when they’d have first met - I actually thought to bring this up when reading Rhyme’s plotter as well - but if you’re still looking for more takers, I think we could make it work. Rai’d be treasure hunting or simply trying to gather materials for his small business, and he’d sign up with the adventurers for safety measures. In that case, he’d be one of those who stayed behind and made sure Rhyme could at least walk on his own two feet before leaving him on his own, which means he’d also have taken an interest in Rhyme’s abnormal body, because there’s a good chance he’d have noticed when giving him a check-up.[break][break] In that case, they’d be acquainted before the Event thread, and Rai’d be both concerned and amused that Rhyme still didn’t know who he was and yet was charging head first into danger, trying to mind other people’s business. If this sounds good to you then we can definitely work with it![break][break] Let me know! ^o^ |
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Post by Raimell Windsor on Jun 14, 2019 9:34:26 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","opmind"] [attr="class","opmindtopmr"] [attr="class","opmindtopp"] [attr="class","opmindtopcentermr"]rai [attr="class","opmindtop2"]25 / SHE | HER / GMT+10 [attr="class","opmindblurb"] [attr="class","opmindbotmr"] PHARAOH LEAP CREATES
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Post by Raimell Windsor on Jun 14, 2019 7:35:17 GMT
[nospaces] RAIMELL WINDSOR voice: Soma Saito
[attr="class","monstermain"] — about [attr="class","monstertext"]
As mentioned (somewhat vaguely) in his bio, Raimell was born a nobility of sorts and forced into the life of a drifter because his parents' work ruffled the wrong people's feathers. They were doctors by trade, but having been associated with people of higher ranks, not everything they practiced and researched was morally just. However, the pay was too ludicrous to pass up, and Rai learned from a young age that money is what makes the world go round. In short, any problem that can be solved with money isn't really a problem, which is why he is constantly on the lookout for better paying work, so he could buy his way out of trouble should the need arise.[break][break]
Ever since his mutations manifested, Rai has been pretty confident in his own survivability. However, memories of living on the streets with his father, with constant fear of being hunted down by assassins has ingrained in him a crippling paranoia that isn't so easy to cure. This is why he absolutely loathes to sleep without a roof over his head, and even then, run-down hotels in the ever leaking and underlit districts of Byzel are hardly any better. The Academy with its heavily guarded perimeters is more to his taste, which is why he always tries to sneak inside and camp there whenever possible.
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Rai loves making friends because he feels like it tethers him to the country and his name, but whether the other party wants to be friends with him is another question, since he isn't the greatest when it comes to exercising moderation in his speech. He speaks whatever is on his mind and even looks incredibly genuine when doing so, which can provoke the easily agitated or make it harder for the more reserved to fault him for it. Generally speaking, if you don't mind the company of someone who can't take a hint, then Rai would make an excellent drinking buddy.[break][break]
Due to his trade, Rai travels fairly often in search of new customers and merchandise. As a result, he more or less knows his way around the city and has poked his nose where it doesn't belong more often than not. Chance encounters are by no means a stretch or, if one is the type to shop at the Bazaar, he does rent a stall there once a fortnight to trade with frequent buyers.[break][break]
Rai’s worldview is a bit screwed, having been raised by loving parents who were persecuted for doing dubious work. He doesn’t judge people for performing immoral acts; respect his boundary, and he will respect yours. That said, give him enough of an incentive, such as a pretense like an invitation or request - even better if money is involved - and he will happily do the dirty work with you. Despite not being a magic user, he is a great medic and could very well hold his own in both combat and covert operations, which can be a valuable asset when one needs an old-fashioned solution to their problems. Outside of conflicts, he is a decent cook, having had to live on his own cooking for as long as he’s willing to recall.[break][break]
Hobbies: napping under a tree, fishing, enjoying a good drink at the local pub, sitting around doing nothing, basically anything that gets him to wind down and relax because heck, his life has been anything but that.
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Rai has provoked quite a lot of people in the past, simply because he couldn't keep his mouth shut in the most inopportune moments. Whether this trait is enough to make enemies out of people depends on the other party and the underlying circumstances, as Rai himself usually means no harm.[break][break]
However, as someone who’s prone to run his mouth, Rai doesn’t like to be probed too much, especially concerning his upbringing, since he has trouble telling whether people come to him with good intentions. He’s not good enough at lying to fool the observant, and he’s not so wicked as to want to dispose of potential threats outright, but he will do his fair share of stalking and blackmailing with what little connections he has established in the city until the other party leaves him alone.[break][break]
He isn't so scared of assassins on his tail anymore, since it has been over a decade since the incident and he has changed quite a bit both in terms of appearance and physique, a subtle but noticeable process he oversaw himself by administering appearance altering drugs before he reached adulthood. Besides, he isn't outwardly looking for trouble, so whoever used to bear a grudge against his family must've grown bored of the endeavor and let up already, right?
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One would have better luck teaching him not to call a vertically challenged person a midget than teaching him about love. To Rai, romance is the same as gaining a friend whom he could trust - not with his life, but pretty damn near close. But since he already gives his 100% to those he treats as friends, what's to set apart the others who are looking for just a tiny bit more?[break][break]
Thanks to his inherent abilities, Rai isn't afraid of placing an overabundance of trust in anyone he could call a friend. A little extra effort goes a long way in any business, and a little backstabbing couldn't hurt him aside from some minor depression that's soon to pass with a bottle of wine and a good cry. Plus, he'd give himself an excuse to splurge on drinks he normally wouldn't afford, a win-win, no, a lose-win that comes out net zero either way.[break][break]
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Post by Raimell Windsor on Jun 14, 2019 4:25:03 GMT
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[attr="class","raipost"] ' Thank you for your patronage!' [break] [break] Raimell flicked the single coin into the air, then caught it and tucked it safely inside a pocket sewn inside his sash. It had been nothing but a slew of small transactions since this morning: a jar of lye, a bundle of herbs, nothing exciting, though that's about what he'd expected by roaming around the residential areas. He eyed the shrinking shadows on the ground, then proceeded to sniff the air for that waft of sweet, delicious aroma, a smell he had memorized for the newest batch of freshly baked loaves that usually came out around this time at his favorite local bakery. [break] [break] Raimell hummed. He was becoming quite good at this tiny routine; whenever he managed to stay the night at the Academy, he'd make sure to sweep the neigborhood the next day before heading off. As of now, his nose was doing a fantastic job and picking up traces of that heavenly smell...only to get blasted with a murky odor that was strongly reminiscent of a butcher shop upon turning the corner. [break] [break] Except that there was no butcher shop in the area. Raimell frowned, his doctor's instinct telling him that this new scent was worth checking out. A kid with a skinned knee, a scuffle between two drunkards? No, what he smelled was a lot more brutal than that. Bracing himself for worse, Raimell made his way towards the scene of the crime, slowing down only to pad around the soldiers who seemed to be in some sort of stare-down with...he squinted, unsure of what exactly he was looking at, but he sure as hell wasn't in a rush to intervene when that humanoid creature required the undivided attention of an army. What could he possibly do better than this? [break] [break] Raimell scanned the area, spotting a lady with the end of her arm a bloody stump. Right. Now this, this is what he was here for. Raimell shifted into second gear and hurried to the woman's aid, without sparing a second glance at the creature who was throwing a tantrum too close by for comfort. No eye contact, no trouble. Plenty of others were doing a good job distracting the creature, if he were lucky, he'd be out of here before its head would start to turn his way. [break] [break] ' Hey hey, shhhh, you'll be fine. Let's get you cleaned up first so we can find you a proper healer, okay? Stay with me now.' He chided the woman, whipping out bandages and clean cloth and wrapping them tightly around the stump to stem the bleeding. He hefted her up, hooking her severed arm around his neck to elevate it somewhat as he proceeded to head back in the direction of the council's army, or, as he'd call them at this very moment, meatshields that'd no doubt ensure this woman's safety. [attr="class","rainotes"]
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Jun 11, 2019 16:39:38 GMT
Post by Raimell Windsor on Jun 11, 2019 16:39:38 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","nodensmut"] [attr="class","nodens2"] [attr="class","nodenstop"] MUTATIONS[attr="class","nodensbulk"]
[attr="class","nodenscontmut"] [attr="class","nodensright"] [attr="class","nodensmagright"] [attr="class","nodensmagright2"] The ability to become immune to a single object or source of power at any given time. This immunity differs from simple resistance; when in effect, Rai and said object or power essentially becomes nonexistent to each other and won’t be able to affect each other unless Rai is forced to switch his target.[break][break]
In terms of tangible objects like a bullet or a locked door, this ability enables Rai to easily phase through them. For more abstract forces such as light and sound, Rai effectivey becomes invisible or totally silent, with the downside that he himself could no longer see or hear anything in his surroundings. [break][break]
Injuries are subject to It’s Not Love’s effect as well, but this isn’t the same as healing. In the case of a knife wound, Rai will resume bleeding as soon as he switches the target away from the wound (if he didn’t already tend to it). [break][break]
On the business side of things, It's Not Love makes him a much more capable surgeon than he already is. For example, he is excellent at dealing with internal injuries: bullet removal is as trivial as him picking the shrapnel out of the patient's body by making himself immune to their flesh, then stitching up the wound painlessly while ignoring their nervous system. Treating broken bones and blood clots are just as easy, as he is able to act on the affected areas directly without causing collateral damage to nearby tissues and organs.
[attr="class","nodensmagright"] [attr="class","nodensmagright2"] A byproduct of the first mutation. Whereas the former protects Rai from danger, Don’t Lie to Me exposes him to the effects of a single object or source of power, vastly enhancing his sensory receptors so he could easily make out the nature of said object or power.[break][break]
This ability makes it easier for him to detect danger, such as the sounds or smells of wild beasts lurking about in the forest, or traces of manipulated Ethernano from rogue spells being set off in his vicinity - but only if he is actively looking out for any. Usually, Rai uses this ability to help him brew potions and toxins, since he is able to identify the slightest aberrance in his work and adjust accordingly.
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Jun 10, 2019 18:57:18 GMT
Post by Raimell Windsor on Jun 10, 2019 18:57:18 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","nodens"] [attr="class","nodens2"] [attr="class","nodenstop"] RAIMELL WINDSOR[attr="class","nodenstop2"]+MUTANT [attr="class","nodensbulk"]
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[attr="class","nodenscharleft"] GENDER MALE AGE 26 SEXUALITY BISEXUAL HEIGHT 165cm | 5'5" WEIGHT 73kg | 160lbs FACTION CITIZEN OCCUPATION MERCHANT | SURGEON
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+ honest[break] + direct[break] + easygoing[break] + persistent[break] + resourceful[break] + unassuming
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[attr="class","nodensheader"]CHARACTER BACKGROUND [attr="class","nodenscharright"] [attr="class","nodenscharright2"] +current life+ [break] Rai, a traveling merchant and unlicensed surgeon who makes a living by selling various wares procured from his travels or that he crafted himself: trinkets and curiosities, home remedies from cough syrup to poison pellets that only work on small pests, and, if you are in for some adventure, the occasional bone setting for a sprained ankle, provided that you bring your own clean towel to bite down on to relieve the pain because he is too financially challenged to offer such hospitalities to his patients.[break][break] Lodging has been a perpetual problem for Rai since ‘cheap’ and ‘safe’ don’t always go hand in hand, but he has found a temporary respite in Altair by sneaking into the Academy’s unoccupied dorms at night and making camp there. Sometimes he’s even mistaken for a student during a day stroll around the Academy’s premise due to his under-developed features; not that he minds, and he makes sure to take full advantage of that. As a result, he leeched quite a few classes there and was even on a nickname basis with a few students and staff, even though he had no idea what the professors were talking about most of the time. But hey, he did end up learning quite a few important sounding terminologies, which proved to be incredibly helpful at persuading potential buyers at his market stall.[break][break] +personality+ [break] Overall, Rai could be described as easygoing, but due to years of traveling alone without another human companion to joke and jest with, he is a lot less talkative than when he was still a kid, and when he does talk, he can be extremely straight to the point of being a little tactless, despite not harboring any ill will. Good thing he isn’t too self-conscious about it and will still try his best to converse with people, otherwise he’d run himself out of business![break][break] +important info+ [break] All medicine is more or less toxic as long as it’s used to treat an illness or condition. Being born into the family of a chemist and surgeon, Rai has been watching his parents work and learning what he could since a young age, breathing the same toxic air that inadvertently stunted his growth, much to his chagrin after he reached adulthood. Needless to say, Rai is rather short for his age. However, he is heavier than he looks, boasting a well trained body under layers of loose-fitting clothes, a bonus from the years he spent traveling and surviving the more dangerous parts of the land.[break][break] Rai’s mutation isn’t innate. Rather, he invoked it when he was escaping from a wounded baby wind drake and its mother while desperately trying to heal himself with what remained of his stock of potions. It’s a rather embarrassing encounter that he’d take to his grave than share with anyone.[break][break] Rai isn’t a magic user despite having enough affinity for it. His weapons of choice are street smarts and his own two fists and, if the situation calls for it, a dagger imbued with a simple homing charm he exchanged with a hangover cure at a bar in Ordan. Unfortunately, he is still in the process of learning how to catch it hilt-first...[break][break] +more backstory to fill in the blanks+ [break] A merchant by day, a fugitive by night. Becoming a drifter wasn't a choice but a necessity. Even his name, Raimell Windsor, was lifted from a dying adventurer at the foot of the Zonia Mountains who thought he was tough enough to take on two wind drakes at once. He gave the man a proper burial afterwards in the enshrouding forest to make sure that his body would never be found.[break][break] Rai could have had the perfect life: his family ran a private clinic in what used to be an inconspicuous little town before it was assimilated into Eos' grand cityscape. They were fairly well-off, having gained the favors of the nobles through their diligence and craft and shot through the ranks. Rai's parents were competent magic users on top of being a seasoned surgeon and chemist, and they weren't shy about combining the best of both worlds through medical innovations that pushed the human body to its limits and beyond.[break][break] A proud child that Rai was, living in his happy little bubble under the care of two loving parents who worked towards Eos' vision of a dazzling future, there was no way he could begin to fathom just why anyone would wish ill of his family. So when he awoke to the sounds of swords clashing one night, with his father drenched in blood and telling him to dress and leave in a hurry, the first thought he had was that his parents were playing a prank on him![break][break] He was barely 15 at the time; now he is edging closer to 27 and not so naive.[break][break] |
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