Deirdre

Gerik is always drawin everyone else, I figured it was his turn. His 2.0 hairstyle, not his current one. It's called 'Choke Cherry' [align=center][/align]

Oh, I love this kind of thread! Deirdre would be Jacqueline Macinnes Wood~ Makes me wanna do some kind of IG filming. [spoil][/spoil] [spoil][/spoil] [spoil]Picture too big here's the link: http://www.wallpaperweb.org/wallpaper/babes/1280x800/jacqueline_macinnes_wood_20091212_0049_1280x800.jpg[/spoil]

It is a long run through the fields of Coerthas. And the Hyur seemed out for blood, his chain under armour clinking with each step, heavier as they went. But he had been right, the chocobos were tired, and the woman was easy to track all through Boulder Downs and across the great bridge to where rivers ran heavy. The sky above was heavier and darker now, droplets of rain soared down over their heads, bUt lightly still, as the real storm was still biding its time. Slowing suddenly as they neared the running streams of Riversmeet, after of course having skirted their way around basalisks, the Hyur held up his hand to halt his new companion. "Shh, we're close!" Inching forward to the lower banks he pointed to the rocks, at a fragment of wood and iron, a splinted barrel. The water itself, on closer inspection, was clouded. The anger on the mans face turned his cheeks red, like he was ready to scream. "Stupid bitch!" he whispered with anger, "She's destroying the barrels! Dumping them in to the-" Suddenly he stopped, quiet, listening. Beyond the rumble of the sky and the rush of the rivers, a crash of barrels splintering hides behind them. She was near, just above them on the hillside... And if they peeked just beyond their hill, a yalm away she stood, on the edge of a short drop, throwing a barrel in to the raging river with all her strength, black cloak whipping in the wind. As it lands, a death in the rocks, white powder spills from it, and disappears in the rapids.

Nodding a few times the man shakes his head and narrows his eyes, standing and moving to the straight lines leading away from the scene and deeper in to Coerthas. "She has the cart, but we can probably catch up if we hurry, Chocobo's will be beat." Pointing off in the direction of the lines he looks back to the Lalafell, nodding. "Lets go!"

(BUMP: I will provide an actual In-Game gil reward if it encourages people to Forum RP.)

The walk, despite the injuries, seems to be brief. The path worn by so many travellers and laid in with cobblestones wound and twisted through the hills, guidance for their feet. Soon though the Hyur veered from the path and on to the grass to an open valley, nestled between two cliff-faces, where their very breathing echoed in to the rolling anger of the grey sky. Four bodies, untouched from their resting places, remain on the ground, unmoving. Each man was clothed the same as the Hyur who quietly walked toward them. Each man also had an arrow, fletched black and white, the shaft long but buried deep, showing much strength behind the archer who fired them. The locations of the wounds are precise, and each deadly seeing from the corpses, and the direction of the arrows each seem to be at a different angle. Many heavy footprints scatter the ground, leading to the scene and around it. Two straight lines leave the scene, indented in the grass, and a few yellow feathers follow that trail. Otherwise, there is nothing more to tell who had been there. The Hyur man kneels beside one of his comrades, sighing heavily.

"Good! Good!" Grinning even wider the Hyur man stood, brushing off his pants and sliding the arrow in to his pack before lifting it on to his shoulder. He seemed to ignore the pain, but it had drained him of colour. Still, the sword at his belt seemed to give him strength. "She ambushed our patrol just down the road, If we hurry we can probably still track her. That is, if the rain allows it!" Nodding briskly he started off south down the path, eyes full of fire.

"Adventure? You'll get plenty 'o that out here. In fact, why don't you help me with something?" Grinning he reached beside him, producing a bloody arrow, fletched with white and black feathers, long and pristine. The arrowhead, besides being soaked with blood, is sharp and finely crafted. "I'm looking for an archer woman."

Patting his bandage slightly before lifting his hand and wiping his chin he holds out the skin, an offering to the man. "Regald, I serve in Ishgard patrol, and yerself?"

Laughing with his deep, throaty voice, the sound is followed by a wince as he clutches at his bandaged stomach. "It's not just the beasts you have to look out for 'round here." He nods, having starred at the mans eye, "My bets on you knowing that already." Using his free hand he swipes up a skin and pops the cork, drinking heavily a substance that was defiantly not water.

Grey clouds hang over the lands, threatening to rain down each passing moment. The air is cold and the fires of the aetheryte camp seem warm and inviting. A few people linger about. Near the Lalafell, a Hyur man leans against one of the overhang posts, sitting with an arm around his waist. He glances over to his new companion and grunts with the effort, near him the faint outline of finely crafted armour, and Ishgardian soldier. Looking over the Lalafell he laughs a little before coughing and wincing. âThe beasts get at 'ya?â He quips with a cocky grin. (Anyone reading this needs to join in, come on people roll new characters and just enjoy!!!)

(Give it one more day for people to join in and then we will continue on Saturday! Come on people!)

At this the Lalafell looked away from the man, scratching again at the mole beyond his collar. Hesitating on revealing the contents he collected himself. "Some medicines, but mostly materials for fabrics. Cotton and webs and the like for silks... And dyes as well! Yes." Nodding a few times as if agreeing with himself he motioned the man along. "I will tell anyone that follows you, may you meet luck!"

Not seeming overly fond of his new companion and his girly voice, the rich looking Lalafell leans in against the table, sliding over a plain printed map, detailing the hills of Coerthas. âHave you ever wandered in to the winding, windy hills of Coerthas, Sir?â Nodding to the barmaid and the glass of wine she brought, he takes a tiny sip before continuing. âWell, I've land there you see, and ferrying my goods through the forest is a frequent... task. I hitch my chocobos to my cart and carry the items to sell in Gridania...â Cringing, as if the name of the city was almost foul, he scratches the mole on his neck before detailing the deed. âHooligans, you see. Hired, horrible hooligans surrounded me at Thordan's March on my way down the Eastern Lowlands. Killed my only killing man too, which is why I am wondering if there are any more wanderers wishing to help, for a sturdy price I do promise.â Wringing his little hands and looking around again, he points to the location on the map with a rubied finger, âA reward which you may reclaim when I have all my goods returned intact.â

(Hahah no problem! We'll do a few posts and give people some time to join.) Jerking his head over to examine the Lalafell before him, Mr. Moedar Maddin mumbles a soft bit, puzzled over the look of the adventurer before him. He expected big, burly men to scramble to his aid, not only had it been bells, but now only the little lunatic stood before him. Glancing around with his little eyes still wringing pricey fingers, the Lalafell laments. âBe you the only broad-shouldered bastion come to bear such a task as I have?â Turning in his chair, soft-slippered feet dangle, âI am Sir Moedar Maddin, a trader of sorts, sortings and suches. And being redeemed so, I have regretfully been robbed.â

The night is humid in Ul'dah, the smell of wine and women in the air, street lamps flickering bright with flame. The streets are not quiet though, never in this city, with gil to make and purses to take. Among the Quicksand the noise is a low murmur, conversations kept to their tables. The slouched shoulders of weary men shadow one table, sitting for a last glass of ale before bed. Close by a skinny Hyur paces at the rail, wearing down the floorboards. A heavily cloaked man, unseen and likely boiling within the confines of his clothing, bends over to speak with the innkeeper, hooligans eying the pouch at his belt. At one table though a Lalafell man sits, fine silks perfectly pressed, pristine jewels on his fingers rubbing skin red as he wrings nervous hands. The golden dagger at his hip seems for show to a trained eye, as his flesh had never seen a hard day of training in his life. Moedar Maddin. This is the man Momodi motions you to, sitting a jitter in his seat.

(The three postings below are tacked among the other fliers on the Ul'dahn adventure board, they are of all different sizes, inks and scrawls. Any adventurer of any level may partake in these stories. If you wish to join, please create a thread with the name of the adventure you would like to partake in (you may do all of them separately) and post. I will reply and begin the adventure after giving a few people the opportunity to join in. Please keep your posts regular and detailed, and don't forget to have fun! This will all be thread RP. The postings are as follows;) The Stick Up Seeking assistance! Calling all good-willed adventurers! Two suns past I was robbed in the highlands of Coerthas! Petty hooligans held me at blade while taking my chocobo's Lissy and Logar, and attached to them my cart of goods! I am a mere trader and could not fend them off, and all my goods for the season are in the hands of these fiends! Please meet me at the Quicksand and I will provide you with more information of the crime. I do have a reward arranged for a sum of 50,000 gil if all goods are returned intact! Oh please oh please assist! Dirty Diamonds Brave hearts! Gather! I seek guides in to the swells of U'Ghamaro mines! I am hunting for a treasure! A treasure fitting for the hand of my lady love! Meet me in the Quicksand for a round of ale before we embark on this adventure, a fair purse and any other spoils will go to those willing to help! The Looking-Glass Required: Guides Seeking: Materials Payment: 100,000 gil If you are interested, please meet me at the Ferry Docks of Vesper Bay.

WIP Endri http://imgur.com/UGgV2

Male version of this, per discussion is being done in the form of a calendar! The list of males is as follows, I do have space available. Since the slot is 12 max, it will come down to popular choice if I run over slots. Again, don't expect this to be done soon, I hardly have time as it is! 1st Astral (Jan): Endricane 1st Umbral (Feb): 2nd Astral (Mar): 2nd Umbral (Apr): 3rd Astral (May): Shurin 3rd Umbral (June): 4th Astral (July): Josh 4th Umbral (Aug): Calzien 5th Astral (Sept): Navei 5th Umbral (Oct): 6th Astral (Nov): Zolku 6th Umbral (Dec): Burgenheim If you want to be moved in the calendar as well please let me know, ectect.

Okay I will!

Here's the WIP guys, I'll work on it more tomorrow. Hopefully you can start to pick out some faces! Keep in mind, THIS IS NOT DONE! (And yes Mtoto, I know I have to make you a little bigger still.)

Working on this today with some of my free time! I might post a WIP screen later. Who is currently lined in; Mtoto Xenedra Kassandra Eva Nel Alothia Miyu Staar Deirdre If you are not yet fully lined in please do not be offended! It's still in progress!

I personally do not like the websites redesign. Not trying to be a jerk at all, and I did take web design courses so I know how much effort goes in to this stuff, but I think as roleplayers, we need to present ourselves more professionally. -There needs to be some conception of how this could look, perhaps ideas from the whole community. -One colour scheme, and colours that compliment each other. -Graphics that give the website a kick, not distract the eye. -No rainbows, please. -The option to change the cursor. Some people do not like things on their computers changed for them, myself included. -High quality images, I don't want to see pixilation in this day and age. I have a few ideas in mind for concepts if you want me to throw together a mock-up and stick with the parchment-y feel. If you want to stick with this, that's fine, though it is not something I will be opening up at work at all. :moogle:

Sure, post em up, might as well. And for an FYI to everyone, of course this is non-cannon.

Okay guys, got an itch to draw and since it involves females, and lacking of clothing, I need some help! Per vent I got an idea to draw and orgy of sorts, of all the female characters in RP, our characters! This will start as a sketch and move to a digital painting, which will be a practice for me on the female figure, shadowing, shading and texturing... as well as developing my skin painting techniques a little more. So, here is what I need from you, RPC-ers! If you want to be included in this picture (I have no deadline for it, it will be some time before I finish it likely) then please post here. (I've already volunteered some of you >.>) I need screenshots and a suggestion for the pose, and any other details please! (as you will be naked, with all the important bits covered) RULES: You must be a female character. You must not have just come back because of the patch. You must have RP'd or do RP this character. Who Is Currently In The Picture; Deirdre Alothia Kassandra Xenedra Miyu Miyuki - need screenshots Nel - need screenshots Eva Mtoto Staar - need screenshots Tessa Manari