[Training] the blood runs slow
Vesper Marin
 
Bartender
Age: 23 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: King's End | Level: 6
STR: 24 - DEX: 30 - END: 30 - LUCK: 29 - ARC: 100 - INT: - HP: 180 - BASE ROLL: 59
Played by: Odd
Posts: 919 | Total: 24,550
MP: 6564

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VESPER

The snarl reaches him before the tiger does, and his shoulders tighten beneath the sudden, brutal shape of the sound. For an instant there is only noise, weight, and the instinctive understanding that whatever waits ahead is no longer waiting, and then the molten tiger breaks from the tangle of roots with its claws outstretched and hunger written through every line of its body. "Fuck," Vesper breathes, and vanishes into mist.

He reappears a few feet aside, close enough for the force of Danta’s leap to move the air against him, one boot sliding over damp earth. Any sensible man would have kept moving until there were several kilometres between himself and the enormous cat now occupying the space where he had just been standing, but arriving empty-handed because he had been startled by a predator wouldn't hold water with Jack. More than that, Vesper has no desire to spend the rest of the morning letting the Oerwoud decide how much of his patience it means to take, so, unwisely perhaps, he stays.

His shadows answer him in a rush, spilling up from his feet and drawing themselves high around his shoulders until his outline stretches larger against the dim glow of the undergrowth. They climb behind him in dark, wavering planes, widening his shape without quite becoming wings, while thinner strands snap outward to seize at roots, vines, and hanging leaves. The hollow stirs around him as if something much larger has begun to move through it, foliage shuddering in a widening circle while Vesper holds his ground with his chin slightly lifted and his pale eyes fixed on the tiger. "You fuck off now," he says, low and controlled, the drawl stripped nearly smooth by concentration as his fingers flex once at his side.

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Magic: Misty Step | Can teleport up to 30ft away
Type: Light | Rank: Upgraded | Cost: Action

Magic: Dark Matter Tendrils | Vesper may condense dark matter into tendrils. Control is excellent, and multiple tendrils may be created at once. (In quests or other combat situations requiring dice rolling, only 3 tendrils may be created per post). Range 60ft.
Type: Dark | Rank: Mastered | Cost: Action
rot gut whiskey's gonna ease your mind
but when the hell are you gonna ease mine?
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.

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the blood runs slow - by Dantalion - 06-03-2026, 11:22 AM
RE: the blood runs slow - by Vesper - 06-03-2026, 11:58 AM
RE: the blood runs slow - by Dantalion - 06-03-2026, 12:12 PM
RE: the blood runs slow - by Vesper - 06-03-2026, 12:26 PM
RE: the blood runs slow - by Dantalion - 06-03-2026, 12:44 PM
RE: the blood runs slow - by Vesper - 06-03-2026, 12:54 PM
RE: the blood runs slow - by Dantalion - 06-03-2026, 01:02 PM
RE: the blood runs slow - by Vesper - 06-03-2026, 01:13 PM
RE: the blood runs slow - by Dantalion - 06-03-2026, 01:27 PM
RE: the blood runs slow - by Vesper - 06-03-2026, 01:37 PM
RE: the blood runs slow - by Dantalion - 06-03-2026, 01:51 PM
RE: the blood runs slow - by Vesper - 06-03-2026, 02:07 PM
RE: the blood runs slow - by Dantalion - 06-03-2026, 02:39 PM



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