Like a thunder, the Akashiman was shoved back with a sock to his jaw by the demon. Vaeron watched with some degree of amusement as he saw the warrior stagger over the sandy dirt, and still ignore him...
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Like a thunder, the Akashiman was shoved back with a sock to his jaw by the demon. Vaeron watched with some degree of amusement as he saw the warrior stagger over the sandy dirt, and still ignore him...
They were already fighting.
Or, they had begun to fight when he had arrived, and the short few moments that it had taken for him to swing himself onto the black of the brilliant steed, and then...
Simple. Benign. Solid.
These were the words Vaeron chose to describe the arena as he stepped into it, his blade already drawn. His keen eyes scanned around the vast rectangular base, with a...
Vaeron found himself grunting with amusement at the way the demon lowered himself into a fighting stance and held his sword out ready to slash and bleed. Personally, he was more there remember the...
The days had been long and tiring. Being a father was never a life that Vaeron had never sought for himself, or intended to have. However, destiny had struck, and it had struck fast, twisting his...
All into EXP please
edit: done - Breaker
Staring cold and hard over the candle flame, the grey haired warrior finally faced the man who had left him to die.
Dark eyes met those of pale, sky blue, yet the lighter ones were those that...
Vaeron studied the man for a while. True, he liked this fellow, with his brave soul and good company. He had been through trials - finding out how much of a failure his father was was s truly...
“So … you did not actually mention the woman in the green dress with her?” he asked as he stood in the doorway to her room.
Philomel rolled her eyes, but continued what she was doing and had been...
Their swords met like two shards of pain that lanced across the courtyard. The resulting metallic ring sounded out across the stonework, awakening the attention of several eyes and ears. Some smiled...
Currently he was on a sofa in the living room that was the private room that connected to his, what was still being converted into Celandine's, Philomel and Gosling's bedrooms. Beside him sat the...
The Man Who Never Smiles
Level.1
Main:
Name: Rameses Vaeron
Aka: Vaeron
Age: somewhere in his 50s but looking good
Race: Human
Confirming the above.
Could I also look at getting some steel horseshoes for his Clydesdale horse Megladon.
I am looking to sell Vaeron's yew short bow and his dozen yew and iron arrows. I am also looking to sell his iron sword. These I began with him.
Here is a link to his character:...
He sent a letter back to his home, in the fortress of the Gilded Lily, where he was surrounded by women of no low beauty and quality.
It took him an hour to ride to an outpost where he knew...
Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum.
Onwards they rode, through tree and bracken, towards the fortress that hid in the shadows.
Vearon was satisfied to find that they ventured away from where the Gilded...
Vaeron took a moment to observe the man with a single, raised eyebrow, before he answered.
Behind him Celandine squealed as Megaldon shoved his wet nose to her shoulder. The great horse snorted,...
It had taken Vaeron some persuasion to come into the house itself, for he had not wanted to leave Megladon by himself. But then he had found out that the room was no more than a mighty tree and one...
A regular client?
Vaeron found himself amused at the thought of it. Naturally, the Nevin alchemist would never be given Philomel's name. Perhaps asked to pass it on to a brothel in Radasanth, the...
As Celandine grumbled and splashed her scimitar into the water, Vaeron kept his eager eye on the alchemist. A small shimmer appeared in the mage's eye, a glisten of a smile that he could not reflect...
Vaeron looked down at his daughter who huffed a little and looked from man to man. The mage shrugged and pointed to the door.
"Go outside and see to the animals," he said with a grunt. "Practise...
Vaeron just blinked, looking confused more than anything. An uneasy night, full moon and only the glint of stars. Trees that swayed a little too much with an effortless breeze, and a massive horse...
Celandine pouted ridiculously before lowering the blade slowly. She pushed her hoof along the floor, making little scraping sounds. As she huffed and then set the scimitar down on the ground she...
Uncomfortably riding in silence, they followed Nevin at a slow and steady pace. Megladon kept snorting, and indeed eventually Vaeron did take Nevin's advice and came off the huge beast. Maybe it was...