Port Denarix

Waiting...

feeds@yuku.com (Digitalis Unleashed) — Fri, 06 Mar 2009 09:52:51 GMT

A young woman was sitting in a rickety chair that looked like a bunch of leftover plywood was hammered together to make something useful out of the mess. Her fingers rapped on her thigh as if moving along with an unheard tune. She was waiting for someone to show up but she wasn't sure who it could be. Another exaggerated exhale escaped before she opened her book and started reading to pass the time.

Entering a filthy gambling establishment...

feeds@yuku.com (Vex Pox Nix) — Wed, 22 Oct 2008 06:34:14 GMT

One can never really let their guard down when in a dark place like Port Denarix. Everyone was always lurking around every corner, ready to take you for every coin you got. This was the place that mothers warned bad little boys about but it was supposed to be tall tales...

She found herself here though, much to her delight. A young woman paused in front of a rickety establishment where she could hear loud conversations. Peering under two worn saloon doors, she could see the legs and...

Trial and Air.

feeds@yuku.com (Exion Korru) — Tue, 15 Jul 2008 17:42:37 GMT

Humans, So ignorant of the world that really exists around them, so unsure of their inferiority in the world, so willing to corrupt everything around them, yet unwilling to see what really is out there. Pathetic race of fools, and yet he couldn't help but to help them.

Xander walked amongst the streets of the over burdened...

Ruby and the Fallen Angel (code)

feeds@yuku.com (Catclaw200) — Sun, 13 Jul 2008 21:53:41 GMT

Ruby had journied down into the port because here they sold some very good magical items, that she couldn't get any where in the world. But even so. The demoncat had no idea that she was being followed by a stranger or perhaps some one she had once known in the past and helped free them from their prison so long ago. But still she was quite unware of how the shadows behind her lengthened and stretched, and how the sense of the air felt heavy as if waiting for some thing to appear.
...

A new day, and an old problem returns. (modern day rp. open)

feeds@yuku.com (Exion Korru) — Sun, 18 May 2008 14:17:27 GMT

Exion stared down from the building, at the lights that went back and forth on the streets before.'well,' he thought,' back to this place. if only they knew.' He wasnt sure where to go now. After the exitement of taking down Slayer, he was still pumped. Looking for action, he took to the sky. Leaping down from the top of the building, the lights began to get larger, on a scale of large gaps. Closer they came, and still he did a head dive, strait for them. Silver wings erupted...

The Pysic Vampire

feeds@yuku.com (Catclaw200) — Sat, 15 Mar 2008 22:51:49 GMT

Occ: I did not do this picture, the artist did, how ever this is the pic my chari will be based upon. But with one side effect that cannot be seen here, she has tenticles that come out and shaped much like that of a cats tail but they help her hold down her suspected prey and drain it of energy or life. She is a pysic vampire...

Name: Bellveria
Race: Neko, Rushian blue
Pysic...

And it begins...(DOOM)

feeds@yuku.com (Nadezhda Tanis) — Wed, 05 Dec 2007 01:59:09 GMT

Saura looked around as the ship pulled into the harbor and docked, people tying her secure and beginning to unload the goods. She leaned against the wall and let the shade cover her as she watched the people. She forgot what he looked like but had heard he would stand out in a crowd. She didn't know what this meant till she saw the tall young man walk down the ramp.

"Still looks like a kid to me...." she said softly and waited. She didn't want to approach the wrong man,...

Lost Gypsy

feeds@yuku.com (Tibaeus) — Tue, 13 Nov 2007 10:58:06 GMT

He had separated from the rest of his group about two weeks ago and was having a hell of a time trying to find his family again. He sought to find his ill brother months ago only to be trapped in a town that was being ravaged by a plague. He caught it himself and suffered a terrible fit from it before his body knew how to fight it off and save his life. He learned his brother had not had the same fortune and went to sleep forever. After all that, once he felt fit to travel, he went to the old...

Did someone call for an angel? (open)

feeds@yuku.com (MaGiCTrIo) — Sun, 21 Oct 2007 09:40:59 GMT

Like usual, the day was filled with smog that hung around the port city. The shambled houses that stood together looked no worse than they did every other day, and the small bit of foliage that was around looked a little more shabby, but perhaps that was just in her eyes.

As she was flying over the city, the look stunned her, and hurt her all at once. Here she was, meant to help those who called for her; to be a guardian, a warrior, an angel, and there were still places that looked...

Getting a Ship ((Toonsas))

feeds@yuku.com (Centaurchick) — Wed, 17 Oct 2007 22:13:50 GMT

She stood on the docks, men buzzed around her. She wore a black tricorner hat over her red hair. The monkey on her shoulder chittered away playing with a coin. She was bare foot and staring off at a large ship.

Her pistol hung at her side, it was nearly as long as the sword on her hip. Her pants had been cropped short and she had a blue corset over her normal white billowy shirt. A belly button played peek-a-boo with the world.

She stroked the small monkey's head, "Thar...

A lowdown dirty port? Fun!

feeds@yuku.com (Vex Pox Nix) — Mon, 18 Jun 2007 14:55:58 GMT

A young girl with long brown hair and green eyes was standing on a rickety old ship that was approaching the docks.

"Port Denarix. An infamous place to be." She giggled softly. However, all sense of motion was askewed as she was thrown forth and landed on several bags of flour.

The ship had collided into the dock. Tons of yelling ensued but this girl didn't care. She slowly stood up and climbed out of the boat while men were boarding it with threats.

It was...

getting away

feeds@yuku.com (Yukina WaterPheonix) — Fri, 20 Apr 2007 16:11:25 GMT

Tatiana walked through the streets of the city in no hurry to get to any particular destination. She simply enjoyed the faint sounds of the ocean while her mind automatically took in all the dead end alleyways, loose coin purses, and naive travelers. No small detail escaped her eye. But today she tried to push that thought process away. Today was simply about getting away and relaxing.

Imprisoned (Open)

feeds@yuku.com (LithierReihtil) — Fri, 20 Apr 2007 01:08:00 GMT

Things had gone badly for Reihtil Edenstar. Ages ago, she'd tried to start something big. But the local law was used to getting trouble in the port, and there'd been a huge crackdown at the first meeting. Bonds were thin, of course, and everyone ran. Cowards and thieves. Reih was caught, and thrown in prison. Denarix Prison.

The Den, as it was called, was not split by gender or species. Those with magical inclinations were kept in special cells with strong damper fields and watched by...

All float on just fine

feeds@yuku.com (Buhamat) — Wed, 21 Feb 2007 02:26:21 GMT

It was such a beautiful day. a picturesque landscape, painted with lush palms trees with blue skies, dotted with puffs of white. Even the ocean twinkled in bliss as soft waves captured the brilliance of the morning sun. Even the winds joined in, invigorating passersby with the cool ocean mist. It was another day in paradise.
Thank goodness too; for after having his beloved "Zephyr" sunk days before and aimless floating until just that night, it certainly felt good to just lie on...

The Guardian of Darkness

feeds@yuku.com (Catclaw200) — Sun, 24 Sep 2006 16:47:40 GMT

FlameHeart glanced around slightly eying the passers by with disdain, for they were not the ones she needed to kill this morning, and though the guardian of evilry and destruction, she was also guardian of other things that could be pleasant to the mind...

But not on this particular morning was she thinking of those decadent thoughts, only the killing need to slay others if they were innocent or criminals in her killing territory she would not care for mortals would die by her claws....

Port of Possibilities (open to all)

feeds@yuku.com (Bulderbas) — Sat, 26 Aug 2006 05:08:01 GMT

Specht was glad to set foot on land again. He loved to travel but by means of walking, not by sea. Still, he couldn't complain because the trip from Perrterraven to Port Denarix had cost him absolutely nothing. When he had found out the captain of The Musing Messmate, a small trade ship, was a fan of music, he had convinced him into taking him along as his "private musician" for a small period of time....

On the Roof (goom)

feeds@yuku.com (Catclaw200) — Fri, 11 Aug 2006 18:49:51 GMT

Sandaris, looked lionlike except for a slightly demonic ascept even in stone, bat wings were spread out in a defensive posture as her face revealed a snarl. Though as the day progressed overhead if anyone had made a close inspection they would have sworn they could have seen intelligence in those cold stone orbs.

Flame Hearts Castle (kittyluna)

feeds@yuku.com (Catclaw200) — Wed, 02 Aug 2006 16:38:51 GMT

Flame Heart smiled at him. "Aye love the sun has indeed risen perhaps you would like to sleep some, the childern are fed so they should be sleeping as well."

We are the masters of...

A Need for Transport (Open to one.)

feeds@yuku.com (Burning Blazing Bright) — Sun, 23 Jul 2006 15:01:27 GMT

Flick crouched at the edge of the docks, long coat flapping in the wind behind him, watching the light of sunset reflecting on the water. It wasn't long now - Not long at all until he'd have transport out of here. Now all he had to do was avoid the city guard and the bounty hunters.

It was darker than usual - The lighthouses weren't working, the the moon's light flickered and was invariably as clouds drifted over it. Ships might end up running ashore, he thought vaguely, not caring...

Fate's Desire (Open)

feeds@yuku.com (Kaelea the song dragon) — Fri, 21 Jul 2006 10:14:50 GMT

[b][i]Fifty years....Has it really been that long? [/b][/i]

The dame stood silently upon the barricade between the now empty road and the equally abandoned sidewalk behind her. 'Hands' were set to the post below as she balanced, toes curling the edge for the optimum support. The moon was on the decent from it's full climax not a week and a half ago, the phase nearing New and haloing the world they lived in in a bath of faint white light. White fur was tugged by the passing breezes,...