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Online: 2 members, 27 guests



| Stats / Appearance |
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| Gender | Male |
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| Age | 35 |
| Status | Single |
| Alias | orleon |
| Gamescape | Not Applicable |
| Appearance/ Stats |
Tall, muscular, in a dark suit, with a purple marbled vest, a large cape of black trimmed in bronzeenvelopes him, moving as if protecting him. A staff in his hand, eyes closed goatee and bald head. He trembles and rises from the floor, looking about. He is a human and stands before you at a full six feet in height, treating you as an old friend would. First you are drawn to the eyes, those windows peer out with a sense of familiarity in their gray pupils, accented by an angular face and straight nose. As he talks, Templeton uses his hands to accent this word or make a certain point. The gestures catch every nuance and action, turning it into a fluency of thought and movement. You detect a slight accent in his speech, as if he had learned the language in a far off colony or island nation. Risused: Master of the Notar Tongue (5) Alchemy (3) Lore Knowledge (2) Hook: Cannot leave his Monast/ he may not exist in this world. |
| Quotes | Spellbook: Astral Projection Distance seeing- Third eye Divination Notarial Conjuring Shrink non-living objects |
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ULT: Canteon "Ever come home and discover that your home had been turned into a potato... an asteroid potato. That is as big as a flake of dust in space, surrounded by a humungous uber-galaxy. Well in case the answer is no... don't try it! It's not alot of fun... because that potato is hundreds of light years in size... and mutated couch monsters are scary! Really SCARY!!! Welcome to the reality or realm known as Canteon. Home to the Underground Library & Tavern... where brownies build mechs, mages contemplate boiling their eyes, and a society of Telorians are attempting to keep the gods out of their buisness. Only well they keep turning into gods themselves. " |
21 December 2005 |
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the cliffside tavern AKA 'Woulfe's Den Tavern and Inn' "Swim, Fly, or Run! by Tobias Woulfe posted 19 September 2006 @ 21:25 The Cliffside Tavern, once a place of gathering to many, and home to perhaps more. This great place stood as an Icon to RP in Ayenee, until the great cataclysm that destroyed the paths of that world. A great many who worked there and frequented there were lost in the upheaval. For over a year, the Tavern has been trying to survive here, its staff watching the empty rooms and hoping for the vibrant patrons which once graced its tables. It has survived, despite odds against it. The feelings that created it pushing it forwards. It is not just created by the Owner, the Keepers, it is created and maintained by all who come there, it always has been. This is a call to all, Newcomers, returners and those who never left - The Cliffside still stands, as it always shall, come to the forums or come to the chat and let its doors swing wide with the ever entering shadows. If none are around to open the tavern, open the room yourselves and enjoy the RP! ~Well said Tobias, Thank you. Just a foot note, The Cliffside Tavern was thought, seen as a run down building at the top of a set of cliffs the summer of 1997. Ten years its been around. Thats a long time for any gaming realm. Thanks all who made it possible. Sirene/Aliesh" |
26 December 2005 |
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The Nine Worlds "The One-Tree links a shimmering archipelago of worlds across the multiverse. Its branches expanding constantly, pulsating with energy for millennia. Yggdrasil, so vast, visiting so many planets and realities that no one person can see its complexity. Think of it as the player is both PC and GM. Recruit, explore, and conquer at your whim. All free-form rules apply, including combat. If you want to make rules about finding secret doors, treasure or anything of the sort- it is up to you. I, on the other hand, prefer story playing games to role-playing games for this group. " |
13 May 2006 |