The Cry Of The Icemark RPG

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ooc: That helps alot actually... Because I like to describe the characters, so knowing what she looks like I can do it better. LOL... I'm going to give her a name, though... hmmmm... Illeera, because it's the coolest vampire-ish name I can think of. :rolleyes: If that's ok with you of course, Elf Mage...
 
Sorry I had to get off!! The name's fine with me, they haven't revealed the Vampire King and Queen's name's yet.
 
Alright, Now for The Vampire king.
Name: Unknown
Age: Sevral thousand years old
Hair color: Black
Hair length: Long
Eye color: Blue
Skin: Very pale
Wife: Vampire Queen
Setence:At last the Vampire King said, "Well, as we're obviously not going to be offered any refreshments, we might as well get this treaty signed."
 
Yes... Yes...

Did I put my first post up yet... hmmmm, I don't think so.

Ok... I have a dumb question, but would the Vampire Queen and King be like the steriotypical vampires and like sleep in coffins and can't go in the light and are killed by stakes, holy water, garlic, crusifixes, ect? Just wondering...
 
Nope they don't sleep in coffins, but yep to all your other questions.
 
ooc: YES!... Coolio. I'm going to have WAY too much fun with this.

ic:
Illeera opened her eyes, yawning. It was morning, finally. She crawled out of the bed covered in black satin sheets and walked over to the fire that consumed the fire place. "Another morning, another day..." she said sighing.

ooc: Sorry about the lousy post... I wasn't sure what to write, so I hope it's ok. LOL...
 
(No it's okay She acts like that a lot!!)
"Father, what's wrong with Dirrin?" Asked a five year old Thirrin. (This is in the past.) Redrought looked sad. "Your brother is dieing, Thirrin." Her father boomed softly. Thirrin's green eyes filled with tears as the truth hit her like a ton of bricks. She ran forward and hid her face in her father's long red beard. "No, I don't want Dirrin to die, daddy!!" Thirrin cried into her father's beard.
(Dirrin isn't in the book. Thirrin is an only child. I just wanted to not go along with the book!! LOL:D )
 
A little while later a maid walked in and sat a tray down beside the queen, not saying anything to inturruped the queens thoughts, as the maid knew she was supposed to do. Illeera glanced down at the tray which held a cinnamon cake and a teapot and cup. But her eyes went straight back to the fire, where she continued to stare into space, thinking; her mind running a million miles an hour.
 
(I gotta go!!!:mad: My sister wants the Computer!!:mad: I'll be on almost all day tommorow! bye!!)
 
*Raises eyebrow* Is anyone on? *Takes a deep breath* GET ON!!!*Catches her breath*
 
occ: hehe :D just got here, thanks for the King's description, now Grishmak
The Vamp Kings name's gonna be Dante... i like that name a lot...

ic: Dante woke up, he opened his eyes and stared at the celing..."Illeera.." He called
 
Ok.
King Grishmak:
Name: King Grishmak Blood-drinker
Age: not sure
Fur color: silver, I think.
Eye color: Black
Height: Really tall. Thirrin has to crane her nack to meet his eyes.
Mate: Doesn't Have one.
Sentence:This one is my favorite line by Grishmak."Enough!" a deep and gutttural voice suddenly bellowed, rising powerfully over the laughter and snuffing it out like a candle flame. "Queen Thirrin Freer Strong-in-the-Arm Lindenshield, Wildcat of the North, is my ally and my friend, and I will not have her mocked!"
 
ooc: The Vampires are really tall too. They also were humans at one time.

ic:Thirrin went into her older brother's room and held his hand. "Dirrin, please don't go." Little Thirrin said, crying. Dirrin opened his eyes and smiled down at his sister. "I don't have long, Thirrin. Before I go, take that necklace." Dirrin said, his voice barely abouve a whisper. Dirrin motioned to his bedside table, where a necklace layed. Thirrin picked up the necklace and examined it. It was on a gold chain, and it had an emerald shaped like a lepord on it. "Thank you." Thirrin whispered. She walked over and held her Brother's hand until he stopped breathing and he died. "Thank you." She said before she kissed her older brother's hand and left then room crying.
The next day they raised his burial mound after cremating Dirrin. They placed his ashes into the mound.
 
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