Welcome to Avaleur, a medieval fantasy roleplay site where anything is a possibility. Face bandits, or knights. Work your way up to become part of Avaleur's castle, or try your luck at being a thief. Own a shop, be a guild master, start a family. The possibilities are endless.
Post by Jordan Hielo on Aug 13, 2012 15:47:18 GMT -5
He broke the kiss in surprise, his arms still wrapped tightly around her. "Hey! That was uncalled for," he laughed playfully. Then, with a mischievous smirk, he shot his hands up the back of her shirt. Sure, he had touched her with clothing blocking some cold, but his hands were probably the most cold thing on his body. And he was touching her bare back.
"Fighting fire with fire!" he called out, making sure to have a grip on Myra as his hands were on her back. Surely she would try and struggle away from the cold.
Myra felt the cold on her back and shivered, her teeth chattering as she smiled. Then she heated up her body to just before her clothes would burst into fire. That's over one-hundred and seventy degrees, so she hoped Jordan could keep himself cold. "And ice with heat." She whispered in his ear.
Myra could give a rats ass if he ruffled her hair, not like she had ever cared about it beforehand. Instead, she put a finger on the tip of his nose and heated the tip up until it almost erupted into flames. Time to see if she could make him warm at all.
Post by Jordan Hielo on Aug 15, 2012 10:53:59 GMT -5
Jordan wiggled his nose, able to feel a bit of heat. He covered the tip of his nose in ice, before leading the ice onto her finger with a smirk.
"It is said that the fire and ice elementals have never won nor lost against one another. In an overall battle, not individually. So I do suppose both of us shall lose and win, in that case!" he shrugged with a large grin on his face.
Post by Jordan Hielo on Aug 15, 2012 11:02:03 GMT -5
"Oh you'd be surprised," he laughed, leaning back against the wall of his shop and placing his hands behind his head, yawning. Stretching, he added, "And you've never had to deal with one of the elemental families."
Out of all the elementals, those born into the family of the nobles, the families that had ruled the elementals since existence, they were the more powerful of the elementals. The original elements were strongest in them, their spirits residing in them.
Myra sighed. "No, but my master has before. He killed an earth noble and his entire guard when he was younger. That's the thing about fire elementals. Our power is very volatile and if not controlled right we can and will incinerate everything within a certain radius at the cost of our own lives. Those who can channel that power can make their fire's much more intense than usual, with white being the furthest anyone has ever gotten as far as I know. If you're wondering, white fire is the hottest fire there is currently. It can melt almost any substance on the planet, being hot enough to burn an organism to ash in seconds." Myra blabbered. She love talking about her master. "What's cool is that he wasn't even a noble himself! The electric fire combination just made him really strong. In fact, they're trying to isolate the electric gene so that we don't have fire anymore just electricity. I don't think I'd like that, but-" She stopped herself, realizing she was just going on and on about pointless things.
Post by Jordan Hielo on Aug 15, 2012 11:17:30 GMT -5
"I think that's a good idea actually. If you are two elements, well, you aren't as strong as pure elements. Typically speaking. So if you were at the same level of power as a pureblood, it would be real difficult for you to win." the ice elemental thought for a moment before continuing.
"On the other hand if you separated the fire element, and placed electricity there instead, then it would be a powerful element once more. We were never meant to mix elements, and I do believe that might be why the fire elementals have hurt your people. Because, firstly, they don't want mixed blood. And secondly, because the original elements are probably not happy," the man finished, his lips pursed.
"What I think happened, is that I think some of your people might be in blood relation to a fire noble, which is why you guys are well-off with fire. But once you are all pure electric, I think that the noble bloodline of your people will show itself, being born once again."
Myra laughed. "Electric Elementals weren't meant to exist, they were just a side of the fire elementals. Maybe they existed beforehand, I don't know. We've never seen or heard of any records of them, but should that be the case then I'm assuming my family would end up becoming nobles as my father is head of our village because of his unique bloodline. That'd be a trip though. I don't want to be nobility. They're too snotty." She said with a smile at Jordan.
Myra chuckled at this. "We'll see Jordan. But, I'm tired out from my little outburst so I'm going to go lay down. If you want to join, just make sure you close down shop beforehand." She said with a grin. Then she got up from the bench and walked back to where she had changed at upstairs. There was a small bed, so she just flopped onto it on her side and sighed. She was actually just tired from the week long journey to even get to the outskirts of Avaleur.
Post by Jordan Hielo on Aug 16, 2012 12:45:22 GMT -5
He thought about this for a moment, before quickly gathering up his supplies and throwing them in the shop. The sun was going down, and he planned on opening up shop early tomorrow. He would finish the bow in the morning.
He locked the doors and put down the curtains. With a yawn he went upstairs, threw off his shirt and flopped down next to Myra. He wrapped his arms around her and cuddled up next to her as close as he could.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" he mumbled into her hair, eyes slightly open, hoping for the best answer possible.
Last Edit: Aug 16, 2012 12:45:53 GMT -5 by Jordan Hielo
Post by Jordan Hielo on Aug 16, 2012 12:58:34 GMT -5
He chuckled, relaxing a bit more out of relief. "I promise," he managed to mutter before cuddling up even closer to Myra, closing his eyes and passing out nearly instantly.