Own the Night - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: Own the Night (/showthread.php?tid=25103) |
- Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 02-07-2012 [html] OOC / +300
.jazz-m b {font-weight:bold; color:#85642c; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #000000; } .jazz-m p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .jazz-m {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#463722; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/2YxJs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 285px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#867756; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .jazz-m p b:before { content: open-quote; } .jazz-m p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Zalen Damaichu - 02-07-2012 [html] OOC
The feast had been an interesting one, and Zalen’s belly was full of both cooked and uncooked food-stuffs, as well as a good share of what he was guessing was wine. Sufficed to say, he was feeling pretty content, his nerves having eased once the tent had filled the chatter of the others. It was obvious that some avoided others, and even he was wary of the arrival of the leader of Inferni, who chatted with whom Zalen guessed was the Salsolian ruler. Of course those two would be allies; it only made sense in the grand scheme of things. Zalen had tried to put any worries aside, and focus on the cordial discussion between he and the Ichikan arrivals. But soon, the chatter began to shift, die out as other moved out of the tent to discuss more intimate matters. Titania even excused herself from his side to go talk with the leader of Cercatori, who had just finished speaking with a hulking black wolf dressed in human clothes with a sword attached to his back. This male then made his way over to Zalen, and the New Dawn alpha straightened up as best he could. The stranger was much larger then he, standing several feet above him and weighing considerably more. Zalen was not fazed though, after interacting with Titania’s father, no other wolf he had met could even compare. The smiling wolf introduced himself as Jazper, a knight of Casa di Cavalier. Zalen was familiar with this pack, understanding that it was a peace-keeping clan sprung from the ashes of the Aniwayan war. The man was polite, his stance friendly, and Zalen wagged his tail gently, Well-met Jazper, I am Zalen Damaichu, Alpha of New Dawn. He returned the man’s bow, We have just settled in a territory to the north of Ichika no Ho-en. This man seemed good hearted, so Zalen felt comfortable giving out this information. Besides, was this feast not for establishing a camaraderie between the packs? Well, Casa di Cavalier’s motives seemed well enough to him. .zalen b {font-weight:bold; color:#0e140b;} .zalen p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .zalen {margin:0 auto; width:350px; background-color:#f4ffc9; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/ ... /Zalen.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #c0c0c0; outline:1px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 250px 0px; font-family: Times new roman, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #;letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} .zalen p b:before { content: open-quote; } .zalen p b:after { content: close-quote; } </style> wc: 342 - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 02-09-2012 [html] OOC / +300
.jazz-m b {font-weight:bold; color:#85642c; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #000000; } .jazz-m p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .jazz-m {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#463722; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/2YxJs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 285px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#867756; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .jazz-m p b:before { content: open-quote; } .jazz-m p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Zalen Damaichu - 02-09-2012 [html] OOC
Zalen listened intently as the large Knight spoke, apologizing for having missed them in their travels to the north. Zalen listlessly waved a hand, as if brushing aside Jazper’s words as no reason to apologize. By all accounts, New Dawn did not even exist until long after Casa di Cavalier had been founded. Jazper continued on to talk about the north asking if all was well there and mentioning that he himself had lived there as a pup. Zalen nodded, but his ear flicked a little warily. Though this dark male seemed genuine, Zalen was suddenly overcome by anxiety for the safety of his pack. It was not that he didn’t want them to come under the banner of friendship, if they chose to do so, but more and more packs now knew of their location, and Zalen had so been enjoying the safety afforded to them by anonymity. Standing then less rigidly, Zalen placed the majority of his weight onto on leg, The north is well, Ichika is peaceful and the mountain range protects of from less than savory characters, He did not name Inferni or Salsola specifically, for this would be unwise in this situation, It is also removed from human dwellings and settlements, and is a wild place. This is what we had been searching for, for the members of New Dawn seek to be wolves and nothing else. He wondered if his cryptic explanation of their most sacred of cultural beliefs was something the male would understand, for based on his appearance, he much enjoyed the silver spoon of human-esque life. But Zalen tried hard not to judge, just as he had tried very hard not to judge the humanistic qualities of Ichika, or that their male leader was a coyote. Acceptance and neutrality was often forced upon leadership, lest they wish to alienate all possible allies. Tell me, Zalen began, Have your efforts as peace keepers helped to stabilize relations between packs after the Aniwayan war? He cocked his head quizzically. .zalen b {font-weight:bold; color:#0e140b;} .zalen p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .zalen {margin:0 auto; width:350px; background-color:#f4ffc9; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/ ... /Zalen.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #c0c0c0; outline:1px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 250px 0px; font-family: Times new roman, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #;letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} .zalen p b:before { content: open-quote; } .zalen p b:after { content: close-quote; } </style> wc: 336 - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 02-20-2012 [html] OOC: Little long.. sorry XD / +500
He was aware that the pack lead by Zalen had most likely been put in place after his initial visit to the north but Jazper seemed to go over board if it meant making friends with another pack. He had never felt a need to expose himself to so many other canines before starting Casa but now all he could think about in this leader feast was making connections. The food was excellent but it was his duty to get Casa’s name spread positively. Unlike Zalen who was concerned about the safety granted to them by the naivety of other packs, Jazper had always been an extrovert happy to socialize and get to know new canines. He believed that their safety came from making friends out of the weary and gaining alliances. They were not a particularly small pack but the Northern packs seemed to be larger with more land and resources. It was in his packs best interest to get to know the leaders of the North. .jazz-m b {font-weight:bold; color:#85642c; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #000000; } .jazz-m p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .jazz-m {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#463722; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/2YxJs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 285px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#867756; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .jazz-m p b:before { content: open-quote; } .jazz-m p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Zalen Damaichu - 02-22-2012 [html] OOC
Zalen listened to the man intently, hanging on his words. This male seemed like a strong leader, both physically as well as mentally, and was well-versed in the art of conversation. Zalen had never been the best at speaking, he was better at listening and giving advice, so he remained silent as the large knight spoke. He mentioned that he too was friends with X’yrin and that all the packs had accepted Casa di Cavalier’s gifts of peace. This intrigued Zalen, but he supposed that gifts could soften even the roughest of demeanors. Somehow, he doubted that all of the packs had taken to heart what the peace offering symbolized, instead using Casa’s generosity to their advantage. Still, he was impressed and nodded as the Jazper finished, Your cause is a noble one, much more so than any I could ever hope to follow. Then, in response to his mention of Crimson Dreams, I guess you might know my Beta then, Soran Aatte; she and her heart-sister followed me to New Dawn from Crimson Dreams at my behest, and I am honored to have them with me. This was one aspect of the foundation of his pack and filled Zalen with much pride; wise Soran had been so gracious as to leave behind her old way of life and pack to be at his side; there were few feelings of joy as strong as that. His eyes then flitted about the room, noting the movements of the others; Titania and the Cercatori leader had stepped out of the tent and Zalen moved to leave as well, the stench of the food and the others hung thick in the air and he suddenly had the need to be outside. Pushing a flap of the tent open, he motioned to Jazper t follow, and once they stepped into the fresh air Zalen took a moment to breathe. Outside was chilly, and the scents were just as exotic as they had been before, but here he could breathe again. Titania was a ways off and after noting her location he turned back to Jazper, You are more than welcome to come visit us if you’d like. I know the journey is long so you’d be allowed to stay on our lands for a night or two to rest. We are blessed with plenty of game for food and comfortable places to sleep. I do not see any reason why our two packs couldn’t begin a peaceful relationship with each other. Zalen gave him then a genuine yet subdued smile. .zalen b {font-weight:bold; color:#0e140b;} .zalen p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .zalen {margin:0 auto; width:350px; background-color:#f4ffc9; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/ ... /Zalen.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #c0c0c0; outline:1px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 250px 0px; font-family: Times new roman, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #;letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} .zalen p b:before { content: open-quote; } .zalen p b:after { content: close-quote; } </style> wc: 426 |