Coneria City Of Dreams (RPG Quest)

[Kumo]

Welcome To Corneria! You walk through the Ancient Stone Gate and see a bussleing midevil kingdom of furries. At the end of the large town is a Castle gaurded by strong Soldiers. the streets are lined with shops and beautiful flower.The sound of children running through the streets playing fills the air. Birds swoop gracefuly through the air from tree, floor, and fountain. The sweet arouma of flowers and fresh baked bread fills the air. The sign at the cities gate reads " Welcome all who disire restful receate".

Anyone want to join this game?

[Kumo]

Anyone wanting to join please enter the fallowing.

Your Character name,
Class of fighter, or magician.
weapon,
past,
and breaif discription of apearince.

[Ruwrak]

(Oh, I'll join you allright.)
Your Character name,
Ayasane

Class of fighter, or magician.
Magician

weapon,
Your typical cheddarwood stave. Strong, robust and it can take a beating or two

past,
Been denied acces to a proper school of magic I learned my own powers that are locked away deep inside me. I specialise in shapeshifthing and destructive magic. I am an adapt at psychic magics but I do not excell at them. I am an opportunist, a chance I see is one I grab hold of and never let go.

and breaif discription of apearince.
A black furred wolf. Dressed usually in a Blue/Black robe of a common craft. I also wear a cloak to keep me concealed whenever I need to, a finecrafted hood is attached to it.
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I walk past the gates into the market row. Browsing the various goods and stuffs. Noone sees me nick an apple from the fruitstand and I walk on deeper into the town.

[Rika Fox]

Name: Ryika, the Vixen Mage(personally given title)
Class: Destructive Mage
Weapon: Skilled at hand to hand, should she need to.
Past: Over the years she has gained the reputation of a mage that usually flys off the handle all too often, very quick to anger. She had magic training from a hermit magician away from the city, who was proud and amazed at her skills, say the face of death more than once with her anger issues. She is not really all that dangerous to be around as long as you don't push too many buttons, though she has a tendency to micheviously pester those who are in her company.
Appearance: A soft golden furred vixen with deep ocean blue eyes, Ryika wheres a seemingly full body black outfit, save for the large V cut top and medium length sleeves. The black fabric is alive with magic, intricate pink glowing and moving lines of magic flow over the outfit, making her stand out greatly in public. The lines shift with each pass, giving a different effect each time. Her feet are protected by leather boots that blend into the black mesh to complete the outfit. On her paws to palms for the magic they congure, she wears black fingerless gloves with a bring pink design of a oddly style-ized eye which she and her brother both share. Below the pink eye is the actual birth mark on the back of her paw. To cover up this display, at times, she wears a midnight black cloak around her, covering her face with the hood when she does not wish attention.


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A cloaked figure stands to the side of the market after entering the city, disliking the crowds and overflowing easyness of the townsfolk. The snout of a golden fox is only visible, showing the effectiveness of the cloak as the figure stands in the shadows, the cool air calming to hiding vulpin. Sliding down the cool stone wall, the figure sits and leans its head back against the rock while looking out into the crowd.

[Ruwrak]

He sat down on the bench in the middle of the city, eating the apple he "acquired" earlier. The middle of the city was highly decorated and from the bench he was sitting on, the Town Hall could be seen and the library and the rulers castle. In the middle of the square was a fountain. He looked like an elderly wolf, but he wast training his magical skills in the art of Illusion and combined with Shapeshifting noone would see the difference.

"I wonder if today is holding something for me." He said, sounding like an old man.

[Rika Fox]

Walking out from the cool shadows of the main wall, the cloaked figure wandered into the center of town, spotting an empty spot on a bench and taking a seat, sighing softly to itself as it leaned back. The shrouded vulpine turned its head to observe the seemingly old wolf briefly before looking up. Taking in a breath, the fox turned its head to scan the area before looking back at the wolf then down at the ground where the vulpine rested it head on its chest.

[Ruwrak]

He turned his head slightly. There was someone sitting next to him. He focussed and forced his magic through the bench, altering it's substance. They were sitting on water.

[Rika Fox]

"Nice magic trick." A female voice came from the fox underneath the cloak, she was giggling almost. The fox continued to look around briefly at times before laying her head back down on her chest.

[Ruwrak]

"Magic?" He replied. "But I am certainly not doing anything. After all.. I'm just an old man."

His voice seems to crack with old age.

[Rika Fox]

"Or so you say and seem to be, old man." The fox chuckles softly, a smirk on her muzzle.

[Ruwrak]

"That, might be true." A younger voice now said. "Though all around us is only what we percieve from the real world. And that world can be manipulated."

[Rika Fox]

"Hehehehe, yea I guess so." A smile crept across the vixen's muzzle as she looked once more over at the wolf, who's voice had noticeably changed.

[Ruwrak]

He now showed signs of youth, fairly matured probably around the age of 21. "Whatever is around you, it's a matter of perception. Look at the fountain. It sprays water now right?" he guided your attention to the fountain. "And now, it's a source of the best wine." The fountain turned red of wine.

"The question however. Am I manipulating the world, or playing with your mind." he took a pause. "But enough about lifelessons, what is it that made you sit on this leafy bench?" For some reason the bench turned to a leaf infested bench.

[Rika Fox]

The vixen smiled and turned towards the wolf. "I felt a magical presence... and decided to see what that presence was up to." She laughed softly and smiled. "I don't see many other mages besides me around here, and everyone knows me... more or less." She lifted the hood from her head and let it fall behind her. What was revealed was the face of a beautiful vixen, around the age of 19 to 20. As she revealed her face, the crowd around them noticed who she was and some of them decided they suddenly missed a meeting in some other part of the city. She snickered to herself, her reptuation was amusing to her.

[Ruwrak]

"Oh so you also posess illusion powers to make everyone think you got a big reputation. What did you make believe them? Saved the majors cat from the tree?" He said with a feint grin, still looking young and at the peak of his beeing.

[Rika Fox]

"No I have no powers in Illusion techniques." She scoffed at him, insulted and annoyed. She clenched her paw into a fist under her cloak.

[Ruwrak]

He let out a low laugh. "So you're a legend in side these walls then huh? Pleasure to meet you, name's Ayasane and who might you be Miss Legend?" He asked, with his intruiging eyes.

[Rika Fox]

She grinned and looked into the wolf's eyes. "My name is Ryika." She smirked and folded her arm in front of her chest. "Ayasane huh? I have not heard of that name..."

[Ruwrak]

His eyes shifted colours. "I'd be suprised if you do. I came from oversee, from the land of the desert and dry soil." Your name, Ryika, it rings a bell. Maybe you care to share hmmmmmm?"

He stopped manipulating the world around him. He turned back into the 23 year old black wolf in his bright robes.