Moon´glade` n. 1. The bright reflection of the moon's light on an expanse of water.
“MOONGLADE” is a non-canon Fairy Tail rp. Our story begins in the northern continent of Giltena, more than 400 years after the “disappearance of dragons”. With a focus on the Kingdom of Valeria, a country with a deep history revolving around the Moon Dragon, you will be able to play a vital role in the development of this kingdom--unless you choose a different journey. In Giltena, revered dragons have chosen to walk among you, and villains posing as heroes litter both the royal courts and the city streets. Weary traveller, what will you bring to the kingdom? Forge your path, and push forward through a world of magic and dreams.
WATER DRAGON FEST
The portside Town of Elmina is holding their annual Water Dragon Festival in honor of the Water Dragon Waka. Water Dragon Waka is a known foodie, so there will be a cooking competition held by the city lord as well as a variety of street vendors set up to celebrate the festivities. Additionally, the royal family of Valeria will be holding a hunt in the nearby Pouring Rainforest in honor of this event. This forest is controlled terrain so they will be releasing captive beasts into it. Choose. Do you want to help or hinder with these activities? The choices are yours.
This skin was made by Pharaohleap of pixel-perfect. Moonglade is the ugly bastard child of Baby and Spade and is a Fairy Tail roleplay. A special thanks to Hiko for his contributions. Fairy Tail is created by Hiro Mashima. All images on site belong to their respective artists.
Technically speaking, the old guild-castle with its wide arches, tall towers, and many halls was her home. Jurianne claimed a chamber within, a high place with a good view in the distance. The room that was hers was the disorganized mess of someone in constant transit, a place she never opened up to company. Posters for jobs lay stacked on the table, and it was holding a pair of those that she walked out to make the journey downstairs.
It had been a month since her last day’s stay, the rest of her time spent travelling. She passed by mages in the guild as she would by neighboring tenants, though easily polite to acknowledge them with a smile. A scant few of them were her friends, and quite a number comfortable acquaintances, but not the young man seated at the bar of the interior tavern. Her gaze froze in his direction when she noted his presence – the famous example of a dragon slayer.
Jurianne hid the job posters in her sleeve and advanced in his direction. Upon reaching him, she would slip a hand onto the counter of the bar, hovering above the stool to his right. “May I sit with you?” She asked, unsure if he was in a mood for conversation. If he accepted, she would formally introduce herself. “Jurianne Mondo, I don’t believe we’ve properly met.” They had, a little – known by sight, but not by lengthy conversation or shared travels. “How does the day find you?”
[attr="class","starrytext"]adorning an open button-down, pants were rolled above his ankle. enlil adorned, for footwear, a pair of black loafers. today was casual, he had no intention of going out. his extent would be lounging about within the guild. he remained at the bar eating a simple, five-foot long, sandwich. a cup of grape wine to his side. he'd come to turn toward the sudden arrival of a fellow guild member: Jurianne Mondo.
he was surprised to be caught by the beauty of magia dragon. a fan of the many who whispered about the brunette. ruby eyes stared in surprise, slightly widen that someone as popular as she spoke to him. swallowing, he'd respond, "princess of magia," he called her. a nickname, like many, he'd randomly bestow upon her. "how may i be of service to her highness?" he'd return to eating, an uncaring tone being thrown her way.
they didn't know each other. not in the slightest. she requested to sit, "it's not my bar. by all means." introducing herself, he'd respond, "en for short or enlil vindr." she had an odd way of speaking, as if she were of nobility. was she a noblewoman just like the local nobleman of magia dragon, bellamy grayberry; the man better known by enlil as noble bell. "you've got a funny way of talking, you a noblewoman?" enlil asked, eyes shifting to the side. "that noble guy, bellamy what's it, is a nobleman. so i wouldn't be surprised to find that there were others in this guild i'd yet to interact with." enlil stated, returning to eating his meal.
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[attr="class","ooc"]Jurianne Mondo mission: event. mana: 100/100 notes: let's get it.
When the day began, casual was on her mind. When the spell of dressing ended, she was out sporting a gown, a slit in the dark fabric working half-way up her thigh. Her neckline plunged just enough, surrounded by purple roses. Only at the very last moment she had swapped the stilettos for a pair of flip-flops.
After walking out into the open, Jury had to admit – she didn’t know if he was mocking her or offering a compliment. Pinning it by his surprised expressions and simply because she wanted to, she took it for the latter and played back. “Careful, dear legend. Call me that outside these halls and they might charge me with treason.” She smiled all the same, undaunted in the least, though her eyes did study him more intently for a moment.
Then she took the seat he so casually offered up on the wings of a fair observation. “Thank you, Enlil.” She canted her head at his astute observation, eyebrows lifting a measure. “The last of my heritage,” she confessed, but if she seemed sad of the fact, it wasn’t apparent. His mention of Bellamy she overlooked. “As surprised as we are to be in the presence of one of the resident dragon slayers,” she admitted to know the one tidbit about him.
“If we’re going to have our cards out in the open from the very first draw, then I’m going to come up and say that I’ve always been curious about your kind.” About dragons and being trained under the stars. “How did you convince a dragon to train you?”
[attr="class","starrytext"]the last of her heirtage? he wondered what that meant, he wasn't exactly in the tool shed. but she made it sound as if she were the only one left within her family. enlil wondered as to what exactly was her backstory. placing his meal down for a brief second. he'd divert his gaze toward the female upon hearing an odd question from her.
she spoke of how he obtained the power of a dragon. was this magic that rare? "mm..." thinking about it. he wondered how to exactly respond. "there's a few ways to learn this magic. but i wouldn't recommend it." he bluntly stated. "there's too many dangers that comes with it, too many potential side effects that may happen--at least that's what my dad told me." he spoke of the sky dragon. "he was a bit surprised that i was able to even learn this at the age i was. especially since i didn't obtain any of the complications he listed." maybe that's cause he was eager at a young age or the young just had a strong rejection to the side effects.
"but with the rare sighting of dragons these days, good luck finding one." rumor had that there were other ways to become a dragon slayer. ways that were, by far, safer than a first generation. "why the sudden interest? looking to become one or something?" he inquired.
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[attr="class","ooc"]Jurianne Mondo mission: event. mana: 100/100 notes: let's get it.
