Announcements: Universe of the Month! » Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newbies » RPG Chat — the official app » USERNAME CHANGES » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Impending Pursuit Q&A » Eudaimonia » Loot! » Natural Kinds » I have a funny idea » Life in the 21st century. » Song of the Runes » Plato’s Beard » Clues » Nihilism » Strange Tales From Hadean » Art Gulag [ Come get this Commish! ] » Visibility of Private Universes & Profile Customisation » Presuppositionalism » Aphantasia » Skill Trees - Good, Bad & Ugly » In-Game Gods & Gameplay Impact » Cunningham's Law » The Tribalism of Religion » Lost Library »

Players Wanted: Looking For A New Partner » Hellboy characters » 18+ Writing Partner [Fantasy, Romance, Etc.] » 18+, Multi-Para to Novella Writers please! » Looking for roleplayers » Fun tale full of angels, demons, and humans » Looking for roleplayers » A Fairytale World in Need of Heroes & Villains! » Are You a Crime Addict? » Wuxia RP » Looking for roleplayers » New Realistic Roleplay - Small World Life ٩( ´・ш・)و » Mentors Wanted » MV Recruiting Drive: sci-fi players wanted! » Veilbrand: The Revolution » Gonna do this anyway. » Looking for Kamen Rider Players » Elysium » Looking for roleplayers for a dystopian past! » Revamping Fantasy Adventure RPG, need new players »

0
followers
follow

Aldarine Ilo

A witch of the White Sigil.

0 · 357 views · located in Forbidden Thick

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Moonscar

Groups

Registered citizen of the Terran National Government

Description

"They say a Belduran Witch can make even the fiercest warrior buckle at the knees from fright."

Image


Aldarine, at first glance, is not an intimidating woman. She is all of 5'5", with a slight figure, and little musculature. There is power in her sharp, smokey gaze, however, and the tattoos upon her skin further allude to her magical background. She has the Triple Crescent upon the back of one hand that can be clearly seen. Often, she will wear very light, silky clothing. She wears a silver Witch's Knot around her neck by a thin black twine. She normally carries a dagger, a book of spells, chalk, and numerous herbs and medicines.


Though Aldarine's knowledge of spells and curses goes much further than the list, most of them take a significant amount of power and preparation.

Curses

  • Paranoia - Causes the target to feel hounded and haunted by nightmarish creatures at all times until the curse has been lifted. The visions and hallucinations that the target will often see can cause pain and injury, which are often self-inflicted by the target, much to their confusion.

  • Broken Glass - Makes the victim feel as though every step they take is upon broken glass.

  • The Itch - Causes the skin to itch, often provoking the victim to scratch the skin off.


Spells

  • Slow - Allows the caster to slow down people, objects, and select other spells for a limited amount of time.

  • Dispell - Grants the caster the ability to undo spells and curses.

  • Hawksight - Allows Aldarine to see closeups into far distances.

  • Levitation - Self explanatory!

So begins...

Aldarine Ilo's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Takara Sato Character Portrait: Isoroku Yamamoto Character Portrait: Albertine Fox Character Portrait: Imperial Warrior Character Portrait: Dark Rain Character Portrait: Coalition Military Apparatus Character Portrait: Nazist War force (Old Cybran) Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo Character Portrait: Asha Nayyar Character Portrait: Rebekah Issane Character Portrait: Castala Melaidhrin
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.25 INK

From far in the distance, several people watched as the large ships pulled up and the starship ascended.

"This don't look good," said one, a woman with soft tanned skin and long hair pulled back in a ponytail. For as cold as it was, she wore little clothing, nothing more than a pair of baggy pants and a bandeau. She had a good amount of muscle on her.

"Did you expect mermaids to be flipping onto shore today, instead?" spoke a second woman, this one more slim, more feminine than her companion. Light, draping robes flowed down from her shoulders and stopped at her knees. Upon her skin there were a myriad of painted designs, a few of them tattoos. Her eyes, normally a smokey grey, were covered in a black film as she projected a spell of far sight over into the area.

Behind them there was a town, a small place of many within Gonthar. Though Albertine had moved there within the last three years, it had been Aldarine's home since her birth.

And now it was being invaded.

Cheery.

The setting changes from Gonthar to Wing City Plaza

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo Character Portrait: Malus Flammae
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Aldarine had taken a break from Gonthar after a few certain... events transpired. Why she came to Wing City, she still could not quite place. It was the center of every bad rumor in town and news bulletin on her shoddy old TV. At least she was able to come into the plaza and come by a little botanists store to get the exotic herbs she needed.

Th witch was a slight and graceful sight. She wore light, draping robes that flowed down from her shoulders and stopped at her knees. Upon her skin there were a myriad of painted designs, a few of them tattoos. Her eyes were a stormy grey. She had very little musculature, but she was not pudgy, nor was she skinny. She was just right, in her own opinion. Healthy.

Her eyes swept over the numerous herbs in the shop, a basket slung over the crook of her elbow.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo Character Portrait: Malus Flammae
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Potion
Malus recounted his list over again in his mind: oleander, hemlock, nightshade and bone meal. A new book if he could find something at a reasonable price. He strolled onto the shop-lined street with an entrance to rival a firework, his colorful robes causing the warlock to stand out like a tall stain among the sun-bleached buildings around him. Brutus, the imp, chattering wildly on his shoulder about anything and nothing at once.

The warlock looked far more comical than terrifying in the light of day. He was extraordinarily tall and excessively skinny; his robes would have swallowed him if not for his height. His skin was pale with no visible markings, his eyes a vibrant green that almost seemed to burn with life. Malus was adorned with jewels, dotting his robe as well as the dagger and book at his side. He looked around at the citizens of Wing City, chuckling silently to himself as Brutus continued to prattle on about wanting a kebab. "I really must learn to dress for the occasion..." he thought to himself as he noted the functional, minimalist style of those around him.

He stepped into the shop with a few long strides, side-stepping a small female clothed in black and checking that his coin-pouch was as safe and full as it was moments ago. He noted the strange and numerous markings covering her but put it from his mind, walking slowly and deliberately toward the back of the shop where he might find the more poisonous herbs he required.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo Character Portrait: Malus Flammae
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Aldarine eyed the large shadow that passed over her, and with a quirk of a brow, looked up from her searching. She gave the blonde man a very long stare, sizing him up. Without any embarrassment, her eyes moved up and down slowly, taking in every sight there was to see.

And of course, the first thing to pop out of her mouth after scrutinizing him so thoroughly was: "You are very tall." She said it flatly, even boredly, though the witch found it difficult to ignore, thus she had to state it. "And your choice of companion is astounding. An imp? Sounds chatty like they usually are." She picked up a mini pot with a very strange red vine growing from it, turning it over in her fingers.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo Character Portrait: Malus Flammae
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Potion
Malus turned slowly to face the soft voice addressing him as Brutus vigorously pumped his tiny wings and flew to a shelf near the woman, tilting it's fat ugly head to the side and staring(if you could call the slits on his face eyes) at her without shame. The warlock, now facing the woman in black let his eyes scan quickly over every inch of her frame, pausing to attempt to decipher the markings upon her skin and again to enjoy the shape of her legs, uncovered by her robe. His lips curled slowly into a smile as he parted them to speak...

"What an astute observation of my stature. I am as tall as you are short, my lady." His eyes shot over to Brutus before coming back to the young witch. "I'm not sure it is an astounding as it is atrocious. I've attempted every silence spell I've come across, every potion and herb to quiet him, I've even wired the damned creature's mouth shut and yet still I must suffer his insatiable desire for creating noise."

"One does not simply quiet Brutus." the imp clicked in its high-pitched voice. "Aside from that, most find me wonderful. The pretty young witch finds me "astounding", you must be jealous Malus. You're simply tall!" Brutus chuckled to himself as it continued to "stare" at the woman in black.

The warlock rolled his eyes at the imp's mocking, it being the only thing as consistent in Brutus' chatter. He returned his attention to the young witch before him, that sinister and enchanting smile returning to his lips. “I apologize, though you may have garnered it from the monster's chatter, my name is Malus. Malus Flammae. I did not have the pleasure of capturing your name?"

His eyes fell upon the root twirled between her fingers and his eyebrows slowly raised. "And what, might I ask, does such a beautiful young witch need with a plant such as that?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo Character Portrait: Malus Flammae
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Aldarine's eyes followed the imp as it flew to the shelf, then began to chatter away. She switched her eyes to its master. "The word astounding has negative connotations, as well," she pointed out to them both in the same monotone as before.

She noted the obvious stares of both parties, though she did not seem to take offense, nor did she mention anything about it. She passively regarded them both. "No apologies need to be made. It is an imp, after all. The assumption is that an imp shall be an imp regardless of its summoner. At least, that should be the assumption."

The witch placed the plant down into the basket hanging from her arm and looked into the man's eyes. "Aldarine Ilo. Your own is appropriate for someone I suspect to be a wizard. Malus Flammae. Perhaps a mage. Not one of the new age ones, either." She looked to the vine for a brief moment. "Scarlet Ivy. A necessary ingredient in a metamorphosis potion I am tampering with. And yourself? What are you looking for?"

The compliment, it seemed, went unnoticed or unappreciated.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sephyt Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

A bright red balloon would float out of the bunch, up into the air. At that time, a woman walked past the balloon man, and down the red balloon came, settling into her hand.

The woman, dressed in a long, billowing parka, raised hood lined with white fur, walked up to the dejected man until she fell into step beside him. Her boots, though they had heavy heels, barely thonked onto the pavement. She stared down the civilians with a hardy, ferocious glare until the bulk of them decided to keep to themselves. The woman then held the balloon out to him.

She didn't say a word.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sephyt Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Sephyt watched the balloon for a moment, eyes glancing past it at the woman who held it out to him. He had mixed feelings towards what he was suddenly experiencing. When one knew hatred, it was often difficult to accept anything but as what it truly was. He almost felt... Offended by what at first glance seemed to be nothing but a kind gesture.

He reached out towards it, but only so he could use the nail of an extended finger to try and cause it to burst, after which he stared back at Aldarine, not saying a word in return.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sephyt Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

With barely a move in her features, Aldarine's expression shifted from a glare of anger to one of mild annoyance. She let go of the string and let it fall. "A strange way to thank someone," she commented, voice a low, rolling deadpan. Her smokey eyes pinned down onto him intently. "But I'll take it."

There was never any hostility in her stare. Though tense, she seemed fearless, even comfortable, walking alongside this stranger who had been accused of being a child sex offender. She never deviated from his side, either. After those brief words she simply fell silent and walked with him.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sephyt Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

"What do you want?" He asked, looking at her as he made his way down the street. "I have no idea who you are, or what you're doing here, but I don't believe this was a random meeting. Were you searching for me? If so, why?"

He glanced to his front and sides as he moved, occasionally checking the hands of others who looked like they might be holding something they could use against someone else.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sephyt Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

"I was shopping," stated the woman, as though it wasn't already obvious. "Should strangers not show kindness? I suppose you were born in Wing City. Your eyes shift around enough." Her tone was sarcastic, but teetered over an acrid pool. She managed to be inexpressive the entire time. "People within my village in Gonthar tended to help one another. If that is some offense here, I refuse to apologize, but perhaps I will leave."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sephyt Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

"There's no real kindness in pity, you should know that," he told her, trying to find some sort of veil he could look through. "It's just others looking for self-gratification. It has a selfish undertone, just like everything else people do." He kept himself composed, with a straightened back as though at some formal ceremony. "I didn't think there were any villages left. The very concept seems too ancient for me to believe."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sephyt Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

"It is far easier to do things for yourself and to ignore the pain of others for self-gratification. That is selfishness. That you feel that people who experience gratification for helping others without expectation of reward is laughable."

She pushed her hands into her woolen pockets and balled her fists, fingers almost purple from the cold. "I could have walked away without a second thought." She was not fishing for a thank you. She was trying to teach a lesson.

"There are places in this where tribal people are still ignorant of the bigger picture around them. I suppose, however, to a city boy, a village would seem bizarre."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Sephyt Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

"But you didn't, so I still assume there is a reason for all of this, even if it's not apparently clear. I move aimlessly, with no particular goal or even direction in mind. So unless you're here to offer one, I imagine I am best off just returning to my wandering."

He pulled a cigarette from his coat and lit it with a quick flick of his lighter. Within a second more it was between his lips and contaminating the nearby air.

The setting changes from Wing City Plaza to Tauvyr Tavern

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: David Haller Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Within the tavern there was a large amount of strange beings. Most of them were vampires.

One of them was a witch.

She was seated on the chair next to where the young man had decided he wanted to take a seat. She was like a mouse, as small as she was, and much more plain than the other women in Verinotte, who often liked to wear constricting bodices and tiny skirts. The witch wore loose clothing, light silks that draped gently against her figure. Her hair braided over her shoulder, bangs out of her face. Her features were delicate, all except for her smokey eyes, which slanted upward, and were narrowed at the cup in front of her.

Around her neck, likely for some protection against the many fiends around Verinotte, was a pentagram made of silver, with a gem in its middle.

With David sat beside her, she cast him a short glance, then looked away.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: David Haller Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

had to admit that he enjoyed the atmosphere of the tavern. Unlike the supernatural minority of his world, who often acted and coalesced in secrecy to avoid public scrutiny, these people didn't seem to have a care in a world. It reminded him of the brief periods of peace within the Mutant ranks. Most of the patrons looked Human, but looks were often deceiving; he was a good example of that.

David took two long drags of his cigarette before putting it out against the mahogany table-top. One of the employees made their way over to his table and recited the list of speciality drinks for the night, which caused a puzzled expression to spread across his face. He had no idea what any of these things were.

"Mind recommending one of those to me?" He casually leaned over to the woman sitting next to him with a toothy grin. He was a little embarrased that he couldn't order a drink for himself.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: David Haller Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

The witch pointed down at the menu, nail tapping on its surface. "Well, if you're like most of the people in here, I'd suggest the Blud, or a Bloody Mary. I think you can guess well enough that they don't use tomato juice in it like usual," she replied. "But if you're like me, Gruul works just fine. You might not be a wine drinker, however."

She picked up her own drink, spinning around the dark substance inside of it. "It sounds horrid but it goes down just fine."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: David Haller Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

"You're right about that.." he agreed on the strangeness of the drink's name, although it wasn't any weirder than other cocktails such as Fuzzy Navel and Angel's Tit. That one was pretty amusing actually; he wondered how mixologists managed to come up with such eccentric names. "I'll have the Gruul."

After his order had been submitted David turned his attention to the woman seated next to him.

"I take it you're not a vampire then." he spoke, eyes narrowing in suspicion. "So what are you?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: David Haller Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

The young woman flickered her eyes to the bar counter, then up to the man's eyes.

"There are those who might call me a witch, though I believe that comes with a certain negative connotation. I don't enjoy the name, myself, but it's appropriate." She studied the man's face thoroughly.

"You don't seem to be a vampire. What are you, then?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: David Haller Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

"A witch huh? You may be just what I need."

The barkeep made his way over to his table once again, this time setting the glass of wine in front of David before shuffling away to tend to the other patrons. He lifted the drink so that it was eye level, peering into the glass with a perusable gaze. It was the color of black licorice. He saw on tv once that all the wine connoisseurs smelled the wine before they actually drank it, so that's exactly what he did.

He took a two strong whiffs of the drink before taking a sip of it.

"You're right about that." he replied. "Well, partially. I've been a lot of things, but specifically I'm what you'd call Homo superior--a mutant."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: David Haller Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

"... I'm sorry. I'm not open for those kinds of requests, if you're going where I think you are," grunted the witch with a suspicious glance in his direction. She then averted her eyes, almost with a grimace.

She never did understand the incessant need of some men to come up to her, to flirt with her, when she, quite blatantly, showed no interest. She didn't dress seductively, she wasn't giving anyone looks. It was almost insulting.

But then again, she often did overreact.

"A mutant?" she questioned. "Strange for this area. Your types tend to stay near Wing City."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: David Haller Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

He nearly choked on the glass of wine when he caught on, "Woah woah, that's not what I meant." He dragged his sleeve across his mouth to wipe off any spilled alcohol. "I have a problem that you might be able to help me with. My mutant ability lets me create any number of powers." David explained. "Some are pretty weak, and others can easily classify me as a god."

"The problem is that for each power a separate personality is created; there are thousands of them, and I often have trouble keeping them all in check." Although possessing vast telepathic potential, the majority of it is used to suppress his other personalities and maintain some sense of order in his mind.

"The mutants are pretty low in numbers at the moment, and I don't get along well with the ones who I've met in Wing City before." he shrugged his shoulders lightly.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: David Haller Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

The woman froze, looking at the wall across from her. She slowly let the information sink in, eyes narrowing as he continued to speak.

"That is a very complicated problem. The numbers certainly are confounding," replied the witch, calm as a lake's surface. "I don't quite think I've had to deal with something like that before. Are they magical? Or otherwise? I don't know if I can help you. I might be able to point you to someone who can."

"Are you sure their numbers are low, or that they're just quiet?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: David Haller Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

"Well us mutants were created by these things called Celestials way back in the day." he explained. "They're cosmic beings, so I guess you could call that magic. Most magic comes from inter-dimensional or cosmic beings right? I'm not really sure how all that shit works, but all produces similar effects."

David shrugged before taking another sip of wine. "It might be a bit of both. Given our history, keeping our activity away from the public would be the best option."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: David Haller Character Portrait: Aldarine Ilo
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

"You mean, the kind of mutant you are. Mutants, in general, are made by scientists. Few times, by magic, though they're not normally named mutants. Yours were Celestials, though. Cosmic beings..." She tapped her fingers. "It depends who you ask. My magic doesn't come from a divine being, or worship. I use the magic you can find in people, in the earth, in little things." She waited for him to finish once more before speaking, and once he did-

"Why ask a witch you've never met before? You'd hardly know the extent of my powers."