Arryn stood at the edge of the ship and looked around at the vast empty space. He sighed and leaned against a post tiredly.
Rhea was in the training room below deck sharpening her arrows. Though they didn’t need to be sharpened, she need to get her mind off things
((Is this still open? May I join?))
(sure!)
“I was just telling you geez,” he says picking up oil and holding him.
(haha sorry aisha's a dick)
Aisha chose not to dignify that comment with an answer, instead sweeping off majestically towards the stairs. "If it's not organic, some tables are going to be flipped over." (faeries prefer organic produce by the way- the chemicals kind of numb their mind… too much chemicals and it'll be like they're slightly drunk)
(dances boredly in the background even though it’s technically my fault)
“I was just telling you geez,” he says picking up oil and holding him.
(haha sorry aisha's a dick)
Aisha chose not to dignify that comment with an answer, instead sweeping off majestically towards the stairs. "If it's not organic, some tables are going to be flipped over." (faeries prefer organic produce by the way- the chemicals kind of numb their mind… too much chemicals and it'll be like they're slightly drunk)
‘What a weird woman’ Lovino thinks putting oil down and walking towards the engine room.
(Hey emi, are you the alpha of the Order group?)
(Yes I am.)
(Ok cuz my characters are beta and delta)
(Neat. I guess you could have them go irritate Janus.)
Arryn got bored looking off the boat and decided to go big Janus. He ran into his room “hey Janus, Janus, hey Janus. Captain, alpha, Janus!” He rumbled
Janus ignored Arryn the best he could. He didn’t want to deal with anything. He rubbed his thumb on his left horn and over the chipped part. He turned his chair so the back was facing Arryn, bluntly ignoring him.
“Janus, Janus, Janus,Janus.” He chanted
Janus sighed and tightened his grip on the black wood of his Staff of Fire.
“What do you want, Arryn?” He asked in a low growl, pressing his eyes closed in annoyance.
Arryn smirked “I’m bored and there’s no one else above deck.
Rhea went up to the lookout post and sat inside
Janus rolled his staff in circles on the wooded floor of his main room. His room. His upper deck. His boat. He was Alpha. He was boss. It felt good. Except for when he had to deal with people such as Arryn.
“Then go find something to clean.”
“Everything is clean except your mouth.” He smirked
Janus scowled at his wall, his sharp black teeth hanging out like a sabertooth tiger’s. He closed his lips over them again and turned to his shipmate.
“Then would you like a fireball to the face, or a cordial, get the fuck out?”
“You need to train more, you’re getting lazy.” He said and ran out before he could do anything, laughing the whole tiem
Janus slammed the door shut with a wave of the staff and turned back to the wall. Arryn would soon get what he deserved if he kept crashing in on him. He liked to skulk and stare at the wall. Give himself power and bask in it.
((Is there a first mate for the Mageus ship?))
(Wait, Stark, I don’t think we’re on a boat.)
(We aren’t?)
(No, I think you’re thinking about the Magneus, who are a shipcrew.)
(I thought both the Mageus and the Order had ships… I is stupid)
(I think the order run a hall of portals.)
(Oohhh… let’s just pretend that whole thing didn’t happen and that we were just training)
(We could wait for Gale to correct us?)
(yeah… they're not exactly on boats. i don't know if i mentioned this yet or not, but the mageus travel on flying ships, while the order just has magical teleporting buildings [small ones though] for teams and the city [not really city… it's like the size of several states] of atlantis for adults who just want to settle down and young ones.)
Name: Dahlia Price
Species: Human
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
What organization you are in, and what rank: Mageus, 1st Mate
Appearance: 5'7, lithe form, white hair that curls at her shoulders, toffee brown skin, white freckles all over her face and body, cerulean blue eyes, flame tattoo behind her ear
Magic specialty (if human): Fire magic
Personality: She is firm and strict, call her a "tough lover", she is a firm believer of work before play and does everything she can to make sure the ship is in perfect condition. She can have her kind moments, but feels that at all time she needs to be prepared and strong.
Background: Her mother was a traveler of the Mageus, though she never brought Dahlia along. Dahlia had heard of her mother's journeys and adventures, she wanted that for herself. So she traveled to be taught by great mages just to be with the ship, capturing fae and teaching other mages. She was given the Maximillian Sword by her last teacher before she boarded the ship at 18. She's been there for the last two years. She often wonders of the conflict between fae and mage. Although she doesn't agree with the actions fae are taking, she still sees the blame of the mages. Secretly, she wants peace.
Weapon/artifact you use: Artifact: The sword of Emperor Maximilian I (keeps it on her person at all times) She also keeps a whip and two daggers with her.
Other: (None at the moment)
((Is this okay??))
