#int: azra

[magsdeveaux]

☆ closed starter / azra demirci @azrademirci ☆ location: prime. steakhouse

She would have recognized Azra anywhere, and that was probably the problem. It wasn't that they had a long history, or even a messy one. Mags and Azra had hooked up once when Azra first got back to town, but neither one had been quick to seek out the other after the face. Now here they were: standing across from one another in the entryway of Prime. on a Saturday night.

"I just asked the host, they have one table left. Otherwise you're looking at a three hour wait." Maggie realized she'd blurted it out a little too quickly, so she cleared her throat. "Unless you've got a reservation already. I didn't realize how popular this place had gotten." Maggie gave Azra her best friendly smile. "If you're not on the list, though... Well, we can rock, paper, scissors for the table, or we can just have dinner together like two hot ass women worthy of each other's company."

[kit-mcgrady]

Kit knew that Azra needed no man, no one to stand by her size or come to her defenses. She was the defender, the protector, the bulldog in the fight... But somehow, standing in the parking lot looking into her eyes, Kit felt the old familiar feelings bubbling up inside him: the urge to wrap his arms around her and be a shield from any danger, any attack that may come her way. He'd always cared about her, that was nothing new at all. He just hadn't ever quite learned how to show it, or say it loud enough, for her to know how much he meant it. So instead, he took whatever he could get, whatever breadcrumbs she dropped for him over the years. "You were always enough," he said, mirroring the tip of her head with one of his own in the same direction. "Every single time was more than enough to make up for lost time."

It was heavy, this conversation that felt like it meant something deeper than what they were really saying, what they were doing. If he only got this one parking lot dance, then he'd take it. He'd settle for this, because it was far better than the alternative of her walking back inside the bar and leaving him alone out here to face the night. He smiled at her as she spoke before offering up a simple nod. Instead of staring into her eyes the entire time, knowing damn well he'd wind up wanting to kiss her, Kit leaned in just enough to rest his cheek against her temple before moving side to side slowly.

“It’s hot when you get like this, you know,” she teased, though Azra knew if Kit looked closely enough and could see the heat creeping past her icy defenses and warming the edges of her green eyes, he’d know she wasn’t kidding, not really. Outside of her brother, Azra didn’t know what it was like to have a man defend her, and while she, ever the feminist, would argue that she didn’t need defending, the romantic buried deep down inside of her could never deny how badly she wanted it. But that was something she kept to herself– she had appearances to uphold, after all. Azra Demirci was an ice queen– a title she didn’t even need to proclaim herself, but one she’d been gifted on numerous occasions. 

Nails scraping against the nape of his neck as she peered up at him, acting as though she might actually kiss it better the way he wanted her to, Azra wouldn't pretend that she didn't want to push him. She was just buzzed enough and wanted that human connection, but she didn’t give in…and hell, it disappointed her, but she was a woman with a desire to be chased and while it was arguable that she’d never really been able to stave off her desire for Kit, she wouldn’t be who she was if she made it easy for him– or anyone, for that matter. “Whatever you say, cowboy,” she murmured in response to him saying he’d always been that bold. Maybe that was true, maybe it wasn’t, but it was what he said next that led to a subtle raise of a brow as she silently regarded him. Part of her wanted to point out that no one had ever given her a reason to stick around. But that was water under the bridge, wasn’t it? “Fair, but I think I made up for it almost every homecoming, no?” She challenged, tipping her head to the side as she eased back just enough to gaze up at him, digging at those memories just to see if they stood out as much to him as they did to her.  Dance with me? Brows pinching together, she chuckled in what felt like only a heartbeat of disbelief. To what music? It was an entirely senseless question really, because they didn’t need any. If he’d been anyone else, she would have scoffed in his fucking face and walked away, but Kit was different and always had been. He’d been her first, but she wasn’t stupid or sentimental enough to believe that that was why she held a soft spot for him– no, it was everything after that. He’d always been so kind, so genuine, and exactly what she needed when she needed him, in whatever form the situation called for. So yeah, Azra could spare him a music-less, parking lot dance. Hugging her arms tighter around his shoulders, she closed the space between them, teetering so close that the tip of her nose lightly brushed against his, “Following your lead, McGrady.”

[blushdrunks]

a closed starter for @smckenmirrcrs from azra polat.

she was just sat in her shop, near closing time when they walked in. she looked up and gave them a little smile, "again? that's the third time this week...your place must be blooming with flowers now," she murmured and ran her fingers through her hair. a sigh escaped her and she got up from her stool before walking over to the counter. she wasn't going to say she'd been previously daydreaming about them and their little visits to her shop, but she had been and she blushed softly before gripping onto the edge of the counter.

[ramenstation]

"Creo que he hecho más ejercicio cargando a las niñas que todo el año pasado," por su puesto una exageración, pero aún manteniéndose en forma para el programa sus brazos no están acostumbrados al esfuerzo que es cargar a infantes. "así que la siguiente noche de amigos tiene que ser en un spa," declara, entregando tazón de helado y finalmente acomodándose en el sofá. | 🎪@perffvme

[ramenstation]

Risas no tardan en resonar en su garganta, aún cuando tiene que tomar aire entre ellas en un intento de regular su respiración. "Uh... No lo sé, quizá te empiece a invitar al gimnasio," comenta con falsa seriedad, "creo que me divierte más esto que el que me cuestiones mis habilidades de repostería," vuelve a reír, tomando el bocadillo antes de que se arrepienta de compartir con él. "Pero será hasta el próximo mes, aún me estoy recuperando de cuidar a las trillizas el otro día."

‘ hoy me ha quedado claro que los años no pasan en vano ’ respiración sigue acelerada, tras apenas tomar un descanso del paseo organizado junto a su mejor amigo. bicicleta en la que montaba había quedado a unos metros de distancia, no queriendo saber nada de ella por el momento, por el bien de sus piernas. ‘ la próxima vez que sugiera hacer ejercicio en lugar de hornear un pastel en casa, por favor llámame loca ’ sin una pizca de broma en su tono de voz, procede a beber de botella de agua. al mismo tiempo, ofrece un par de bocadillos hacia contrario, empacados en pequeño recipiente. / @ramenstation

[toxxuki]

Agradecía haber aceptado tomarse unos días en cuanto a la dirigencia del restaurante, por lo que esos días se la había estado pasando junto a su novia. Hoy no era diferente a su rutina de los días anteriores, levantarse antes que la turca para preparar el desayuno de ambos, optando por lo sencillo de pan tostado, un poco de fruta picada, un huevo estrellado y tocino, para tomar deja la tetera calentándose por si la menor optaba por un té o café, además de tener a la mano unos cuantos jugos de fruta. Escuchar unos pasos le hacen saber de quién se trataba “Buenos días, pequeña” exclama mientras se acerca a ella “¿Dormiste bien?” (@perffvme )

[pesantrenpandeglang]

Lagi…..! Pramuka Darunnajah 2 Cipining Berjaya di PERSADA Ke-3

PERSADA adalah Perkemahan Santri Darunnajah. Perlombaan ini adalah di bidang pramuka yang di selenggarakan dan di ikuti oleh seluruh Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah baik pusat maupun cabang, dari Darunnajah 1 sampai dengan Darunnajah 17 yang diselenggarakan pada hari rabu-jum’at, 13-15 Maret 2019.

Lomba Perkemahan Santri Darunnajah ini adalah diselenggarakan untuk ke-3 kalinya yang dilaksanakan di dua lokasi berbeda. Untuk pelaksanaan santri putra adalah di pondok pesantren Darunnajah 17 Ciomas Serang Banten dan untuk pelaksanaan santri putri adalah di Pondok Pesantren Tsuraya Darunnajah 4 Serang Banten.

Adapun Pesantren yang terlibat adalah Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 1 Ulujami Jakarta, Darunnajah 2 Cipining Bogor, Darunnajah 3 Al-Manshur Pabuaran Serang Banten, Darunnajah 4 Tsuraya Serang Banten, Darunnajah 5 Annahl Cikeusik Banten, Darunnajah 6 Annakhil Muko-Muko Bengkulu, Darunnajah 8 Cidokom gunung sindur Bogor, Darunnajah 9 Al-Hasanah pamulang Tangerang Selatan Banten, Darunnajah 13 Cidokom gunung sindur Bogor, dan Darunnajah 17 Ciomas serang Banten.

Dalam event lomba PERSADA Ke-3 ini Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining mengirimkan 4 Regu dan 4 Sangga Pramuka yang terdiri dari 2 Regu Putra dan 2 regu putri, 2 sangga putra dan 2 sangga putri yang terdiri dari santri kelas 1, 2, 3, Int, 4, dan 5 TMI.

Pramuka Pondok Pesantren Daraunnajah 2 Cipining adalah termasuk pramuka yang tidak diragukan lagi kegigihannya dalam setiap event pramuka baik di kancah kwaran kecamatan cigudeg maupun tingkat nasional. Hal ini dibuktikan dengan selalu aktif dalam setiap event pramuka dan selalu menorehkan prestasi yang membanggakan.

Alhamdulillah penuh syukur kepada Allah SWT karena dalam event Lomba PERSADA Ke-3 ini Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining lagi dan lagi menjadi primadona dengan menorehkan prestasi yang sangat fantastis yaitu dengan menjadi juara umum dan menjadi juara favorit.

Berikut adalah prestasi yang di raih oleh kontingen Pramuka Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining : Juara 2 dan 3 Tingkat penggalang putra, juara 1 tingkat penggalang putri, juara 1 dan 2 tingkat penegak putra serta juara 1 tingkat penegak putri. Maka dengan perolehan juara tersebut kontingen Pramuka Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining berhasil Meraih Juara Umum dan Juara Favorit pramuka Putra serta Juara Umum pramuka putri dan Juara Umum Festival Budaya.

Adapun hasil perolehan medali adalah sebagai berikut : Penggalang Putra : Teknologi tepat guna, Musabaqah Syarhil Qur’an, P3K, LKBB Resmi, Master Chef, Mading, Karikatur dan Persada Idol.

Penggalang Putri : Karikatur, Semaphore Morse Sandi, LKBB Variasi, Pidato 3 Bahasa, Dasa Dharma 3 Bahasa, LKBB Isyarat, Musabaqah Syarhil Qur’an, TTG, Hasta Karya dan Pendirian Tenda.

Penegak Putra : Mading, Karikatur, Lomba Cerdas Cermat, Musabaqah Syarhil Qur’an, Master Chef, Pionering, P3K, LKBB Resmi, LKBB Isyarat. Cipta Logo, Teknologi Tepat Guna, Reporter, Goyang Telor, Persada Idol, LKBB Tongkat dan Kaligrafi.

Penegak Putri : Pendirian Tenda, Musabaqah Syarhil Qur’an, Pidato 3 Bahasa, Karikatur, First Rank, LKBB Variasi, Miss Scouting, Dasa Dharma 3 Bahasa, LKBB resmi, Hasta Karya, Maket dan Mini Pionering.

Dengan prestasi yang diraih tidak lepas dari usaha, do’a dan dukungan baik dari para peserta, pembimbing, guru-guru, serta Pimpinan Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining Bogor. Berikut adalah peserta yang dipercaya oleh Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining untuk mengikuti lomba PERSADA Ke-3 tahun 2019 : Penggalang Putra : Santri Kelas 1 TMI : Labib Umar dan Ryansyah, Kelas 2 TMI : Amirul Ikhlas, Fadlurrahman, Imadudin Abdullah, Faisal, Adji Rizaldi Jabir, Refki, Nur Khoirunnas Ambarullah dan M. Fiqri Surya, Kelas 3 TMI : Ihza Dhiyaul Maula, Permata Imaningsun, Rais Kamil Taqiy, Acep Lesmana, Muhammad Ridho, Fakhrizzaman, Kelas Int TMI : Fahri, Andika, Rafif dan Ali.

Penegak Putra : Kelas 4 TMI : M. Kautsar Alghifari, Raka Febriansyah, Andi Raihan, Rif’at Irfani, Haikal Azra Tsany, Lalu Muhammad Hayyi Musowwir, Hidayat Ramdani Nuzulul Karim, Okky Saputra, Rizki Pramudia, dan Eki Iman Jordiansyah, Kelas 5 TMI : M. Fathurrahman Zain, M. Kukuh Syahrial, Bayu Pangestu, Miftahul Ilmi, Rian Nasrudin, Raihan, Fauzan Azhim, Yusril Purnama, Jalu dara Angkasa, M. Naufal Hawazi dan Aqil Faiq Rizki Hadi.

Penggalang Putri : Kelas 1 TMI : Hijratussakinah, Awatun Khoirunnisa dan Jazirah Al-Madina, Kelas 2 TMI : Nisrina Iftinan Nayla, Jauharotuzzahro, Faulia Fathurrahman, Dwi Revaliansyah, Asma Nur Syamsiah, Annisa Safitri, Sarah Aulia, Dea Febia Zahra, Nur Afni Oktaviani, Rahma Auliannisa dan Hanifiah Zahra, Kelas Int TMI : Mutia Zahra, Kirana Ramadhani, Riani Juwita, Riski Amalia, Siti Rofikoh dan Gina Ulayya.

Penegak Putri : Kelas 4 TMI : Enden Saidatunnafisa, Kintan Fadilatul Fauziah, Fina Meilani, Siti Lilim Iklimah, Muslimah Azzahra, Anindita Nuuri dan Wildatul Khoeriyah, Kelas 5 TMI : Siti Aisyah Rachmatika, Vivih Awaliyah, Fera Desniareta, Nisrina Damayanti, Maya Nirmalasari, Aulia Sahda Rahima, Vita Jasmine Beavisa, Qotrunnada Supratikno, Nayla Cahaya Ningtiyas, Novia Aulia Amara, Fitri Widiastari dan Dian Susilawati.

Pembimbing Putra : Ust. Nurul Hafidz Abdul Quddus, Ust. Cahyo Gondo Arum, Ust. Zulfikar Ali Sya’ban dan Ust. Ahmad Hasan Rosadi

Pembimbing Putri : Usth. Zainab Mahfudhoh, S.Pd, Usth. Cucu Cahyati, S.Pd dan Usth. Dea Alfiana

Ucapan terimakasih, selamat dan sukses serta apresiasi yang sangat besar dari Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining serta guru-guru kepada santri yang telah dipercaya untuk mewakili lomba PERSADA 2019 selamat mendapatkan pengalaman baru dan semoga dibalas oleh Allah SWT serta mendapatkan ilmu yang bermanfaat dan menjadi kebanggaan untuk kedepannya untuk terus berprestasi, berkarya dengan terus menggali potensi yang sedalam-dalamnya serta meraih cita-cita yang tinggi berguna bagi bangsa, negara, dan yang paling terpenting adalah Agama.

Besar harapan Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining semoga pramuka Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining terus berprestasi baik di kancah nasional bahkan bisa berprestasi di kancah internasional terutama dengan nilai-nilai kepramukaan yang selalu di aplikasikan dalam kehidupan sehari-hari. (WRDAN/NJalu)

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[blushdrunks]

it was the biggest surprise to her. they hadn't even been dating that long, so when her boyfriend knelt in front of her, in front of all of their friends and family, she was ready to be sick. but she played the blushing future bride well and plastered on a big smile. she squealed along with all of her friends and took a deep breath as everyone pulled her towards them with her hand and the diamond on display. when she looked up and saw stanley standing there, looking a little less than miserable, she felt her stomach turn. she'd harboured feelings for him for longer than she'd like to admit. a sigh escaped her once she escaped everyone else and headed in her best friend's direction. "thank you," she murmured as he spoke and she cleared her throat. "uh, yes. pretty big. quite a surprise...literally never even saw it coming. we've been dating all of six months, so i didn't think this would happen so fast." azra chuckled and rubbed her forehead before glancing down at the diamond on her finger. she rolled her neck before rubbing the back of it. "mind if i have a drink with you? i kind of need it." she smiled and ordered a couple of shots before downing them both and ordering a real drink. "not...that i'm not happy. i am. i just...wasn't ready."

stanley felt his heart split clean in two, like someone had taken a knife and driven it straight into his gut with no warning. he had always known things between them were serious, that much had been clear for a while. he just didn’t think they were that serious. not serious enough to be tossing around forever. he stood there frozen, a sick kind of silence ringing in his ears even as the rest of the group around him erupted into cheers. he blinked, snapping out of it only when someone clapped him on the back and handed him a drink. finally he joined in the applause, curved his mouth into something resembling a smile, and raised his glass with the rest of them.

he didn’t realize how quickly he had downed two drinks until he was reaching for a third, hoping to dull the edge of the ache that had bloomed somewhere behind his ribs. the truth, the quiet one he’d kept folded away in the corner of his heart for years, was that he’d been in love with them for as long as he could remember, but he had never said a word. too scared of ruining the friendship. when they finally made their way over to him, still glowing with that just-engaged happiness, stanley plastered on his best mask.

“congrats,” he said, voice light but not quite cheerful. he shrugged, nodding toward their joined hands with a soft smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “that’s... pretty big, huh?”

based on this // @marlborcs

[dungeonsnconcepts]

Ram.bli.ngs

I JUST HAD THE BEST IDEA! THEY ARE ALL RELATED! IT GETS COMPLICATED WITH ALL THE RACES I HAVE USED, BUT IT WOULD BE SSSSOOOOO COOOL!!!!

Bryn- full elf, full son of the family

Emblem - Half elf half gnome, half daughter in the family?

Azra - Vedalken (perhaps not related... or adopted? he will live significantly past the end of that campaign, but it is the same campaign as Bryn is in.... so maybe he’s in an alternate timeline, thus no overlap, and no relation)

Grobnak - Half orc half... elf? Raised amongst orcs, but still of the same progeny? Estranged son

Tor'Am No'Kostatin (TANK)- born to elves, but a soul tied to Ao, god of gods, making him a scourge Asimar

Our Matriarch always believed strongly in "spreading her Circle"- the core tenant of her philosophy was that expanding her "Circle" was of key import; this meant expanding her influence, her family, and her power, but family always came first and foremost!

Ellian Cypress

Throughout her life- died age 812 (WICKED OLD even for an elf, thus this character is from AGES before any of my current characters)

High Elf from a hidden group of elves, whose tribal name would translate roughly to "across the sea elves"?

Mastermind Rogue (18 lvls) Wild Sorcerer (1 lvl) Life Cleric (1 lvl) did no significant adventuring

Defining features:

Matriarch of a high elf royal family; often spoken of negatively (behind her back) for having "drow-like tendencies" (there’s a bard's song about her flaying someone for accusing her of having a drow for a father - "[ode to] idiocity 'n the face o'th lady dark-skinned" by Thomas Ericson (impossible, he wasn’t alive back then.... was he?)). She had three sons early in her adulthood, which was near unheard of in their society (as having more than one or two children was strongly frowned upon, with such lifespans as theirs they feared to become too numerous) and refused to name any of them her heir; she had been open that her first daughter would be the heir before she had her first son, but quieted about that claim after the second was born (a mear ten years after the first, scandalous). When her eldest son turned 100, she declared that she would appoint him her heir due to her lack of daughter. Within a year she had the daughter she had always wanted, a fourth child, who she immediately announced to be heir to the family "Circle". This caused some strife (disinheriting her son in favor of her daughter), perhaps a war was fought over it, but it was over a thousand years ago, so memory of the time is not precisely sharp.

Her first son was Byrn (namesake of my character Bryn, whose name is a modernized version of it) who later in life became an outcast and was not heard of again (he was a battlemaster fighter), her second son was Lyre (Leer) who continued his life as a diplomat for a respectable 500 years before assassination due to a political slip up with some of the higher ups in what would eventually become the town of Waterdeep, her last son was Thannis who dedicated his life to being a cleric of the forest (who knows which specific forest god, but one of them). Her daughter, (named something with an S?) was born of the man that Ellian eventually married (her first three children were of unknown fathers).

She was sought out by a Seer when she was only 20 (barely a child by their terms) who told her that she was going to have great success in expanding her circle; this led to her leading a group of elves in rebelion against whatever hierarchy there was in her lands, and being driven across the sea. Thus her being a ruler of a small group, a splinter group.

First daughter "S" is the mother of Bryn, Tor'am, Emblem, and Grobnak. Shes not a slut, but she has 7 children total; she just likes being a family, and that is dificult to do when you live for that long. children keep growing up and leaving, so she has another. and another. and another.

Bryn Cypress

74 Years old

Elf (wood elf on paper... But I’d rather he not be the woodsy type. Maybe I can retcon that somewhat at some point)

War Cleric (eventually also a Paladin?)

Defining features:

I have spent most of my life learning to fight. I became a war-priest of the trinity of war-gods; The Triad, the trimunative, the triumphant trio, the weighted scales-

Ilmater, god of self-sacrifice, pain, battlefield suffering, and the like

Torm God of sportsmanlike conduct, duty, comradery, and the like

Tyr god of justice, fairness, strength of will, and the like

On my first outing as a priest of these gods, my entire company was wiped out by a Lich. I abhor the undead, but I feel true dread when it comes to the sight, or even though, of a lich. That is where I named my hammer though; Jaw-Breaker. turns out it is very effective on skeleton faces (I mean, not particularly more effective there than anywhere else, but still....)

Emblem Eiskiteer (eye skitter)

Birth name Ariette Worsort (War sort; family has a creed of "war sorts out the weak, foolish, and lost")

22 years old

half-gnome (half-human) (need DM permission, it is a variant human, except I’m putting a point into INT (my dump stat) to represent the gnomish heritage, and exchanging 5ft of movement for darkvision(can only move 25ft))

Rogue (thief? Swashy?) / Trickster Cleric

Defining features:

She is a 3'9" wisp of a being; weighing a measly 68Lbs.

With has no recollection of her history; wiped during the planeswalk that brought her here (although she is not necessarily a planeswalker herself; she may have just been tossed across the blind eternities, or the multiverse, by something that she cannot remember.).... wherever "here" is.

Alas but for that she has a well hidden agenda to steal all secrets she can find (and upon discovering the clerical magic of her trickster-hood, all secrets became vulnerable to her). She has the skills to back it up; being a rogue, she is capable in a wide assortment of situations, and as a trickster cleric she can capitalize on her roguish abilities by confounding her foes with some capabilities that seem almost preternatural.... because they are.

Also, her accent is not her fault; you try being raised among the rank and file of.... wait, was that the edge of a memory?

Azra Baushone

108 years old (will live to 500 natural years)

Mirrodonian Vedalken (4 arms, blue, no nose, Squidward)

Wild Sorcerer

Defining Traits:

East Indian Cultural appropriation. So he’s a bit of a dick, likes rules, as long as they can be used in his favor, and is vastly intelligent. Worked as a researcher on transdimensional energies.

His magic is not stable in this world. whatever this world is.

Grobnak

36 years old (recently aged 20 years; is now evidently 56 years old, greying hair, deep lines on his face, muscles that should be bulging sometimes cause him discomfort or grief)

Half-Orc (and very, very, orcy)

Fighter. Then Fighter Barbarian. Now ooze-boy Barbarian claw-wielding fighter.

Defining features:

Ugh. Was very inclined towards punching; hoped to become a monk of some sort (despite a distinct lack of both training and monk-like skills).

Forgets that now, as he had his mind re-written by an illithid; now he has claws, and likes to go nuts with them (entering some sort of battle fury, which he never used to do...)

And was recently attached to an ooze of some sort- it lives in his body, makes him do things he cannot control. Also gives him a bunch of fancy abilities.

Only realized he was going mad when the ooze ate the madness out of his head. The ooze liked the taste of his thoughts, because of the madness. That made him mighty uncomfortable.

Would have been identified as a large, intimidating, green beast. Liked to run in and punch things, even recklessly and at the cost of combat effectiveness (because "punching things to death is badass"). Then some illithid got ahold of his head (at the behest of a dragon he did not trust who the rest of the group seemed to like?); and at that, during a very tumultuous time in his life (he’d been passed out drunk for a month then woke up to a city under siege by the lady who brought him into the underdark who then proceeded to quickly murder all my friends). He’s had a rough time reconciling all the lost memories, half memories, and implanted memories since then. He was just getting almost used to his new arms (maybe new? he didn't recall having claws before) when this ooze got inside him, and messed with his head some more. It took his battle rage (which he was not accustomed to yet) and turned it into something... horrific? powerful, monstrous....hungry?...

He also had his brain drained during the last session; he went literally brain dead for a bit.

Maybe adventuring isn’t for him. he seems to be afraid of all the bad things lately. but this could lead to a new character trait- He just fuckin runs at things hoping they might bring his end, the end of the monster he has become.

Tor'Am No'Kostatin

150 years old (middle aged)

Scourge Asimar (born an elf, appears to be kinda half elven?)

Life Cleric (1st lvl) / Paladin (2-5 lvls)

Defining Traits:

What’s the best way to max your AC? maybe she always uses a shield, and has resplendent plate armor she is very proud of? that leaves the AC at 20. add to that the shield spell (+5 on react), and the shield of faith spell (+2 AC, concentration), meaning a base AC of 22 in combat, and if hit, can up it to 27. add to that the highest possible hit points (+5 per level, so 12 at lvl 1, 24 lvl 2, 37 lvl 3, 48 lvl 4, 63 lvl 5, add tough at lvl 5 to get +12, so 75 at lvl 5? 90 at lvl 6? 107 lvl 7, 120 lvl 8, 136 lvl 9, 150 lvl 10, 163 lvl 11, 178 lvl 12, 195 lvl 13, 209 lvl 14, 223 lvl 15, 236 lvl 16, 250 lvl 17, 261 lvl 18, 275 lvl 19, 290 cap hp with no mods after 5th lvl tough)

Knows how to lay on hands, as well as cure wounds, and has the Asimar trait for healing,  Doesn’t bother smiting as she rarely hits (+1 to hit with +3 proficiency?)

Hides her Asimar nature. will only possibly reveal it at the later half of the campaign. may also be leaning towards hiding some of her other traits

[julianrchandlerx]

Julian continued tidying up and making sure Azra’s section was clean and clear of the spill, not once dropping his warm smile as she hiccuped through a thank you. It was moments like this that sometimes made him stand out from his usual coworker for paint and wine nights — the catty artist who felt they were too good for the retail job and yet we’re still stuck there. He was often paired with them during these events to be the softer touch. “Hey, I’m here to help. It’s no problem at all,” he smiled, making sure she had clean napkins just in case of any stray paint he may have missed. He chuckled quietly, nodding his head gently at her words. “You know what? I think it’s definitely one of those days, but it’s okay. We’ll get through it together!” He paused for a moment before adding, “Though Breaking Dawn Part Two is the best of the films, and Rocky Road is the king of ice creams so if anything you should definitely end your night like that if you can. That vision fight scene still gets me, even after all these years.” He dated one too many twilight fan girls back in the day and had an embarrassingly good recollection of the films. If only they knew he was a vampire now.

His smile crinkled his eyes when he noticed she’d calmed down a bit, the horrible paint water incident now behind them it seemed. “You’re welcome.” Julian perked up at her more enthusiastic response to his idea to salvage her painting. “Stormy weather is the best. Overcast, steady rain and distant thunder? Makes for awesome reading weather, dontcha think?” Julian shrugged and flashed a lopsided grin, “I didn’t wanna assume, mostly because I totally get emotional about painting so no judgement either way. I definitely understand having a weird week, though.” He thought everyone related to that with recent events. “But hey, it’s almost the weekend! Perfect time to unwind and destress, right? Especially if you have movies and ice cream to help you through it.”

There were tears streaming down Azra's face as the vampire came to her aid, and she couldn't have said to save her life what she was really crying about: that she had ruined the painting? that this stranger was being so kind to her? that her mouth now tasted like acrylic paint? "You're-" she hiccuped, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, then wincing when she got paint in her eyes too. "--so--" she found an unpaint covered bit of skin and this time successfully wiped away the tears. "Nice. T-thank you." With quivering hands, Azra lifted the mug to her lips and drank the 'not-paint' water; it successfully did not taste like the non-Skittle colors of the rainbow this time. "I shouldn't have gone out today," she admitted to the man. "I recorded the last Twilight movie. I should have just stayed home and watched it with some Rocky Road." What an impression she was making, running around this town--her new home--crying at the drop of a pin in front of everyone she met.

By the time she'd finished the unpolluted water, however, Azra had marginally calmed down, and her tears seemed to have dried up. "Thank you," she said with a little more confidence this time. Thanks to the vampires' efforts--and his superhuman speed--her painting truly didn't look that bad. "Yeah," she said, nodding. "That could work. I like storms. Very atmospheric." She took up the brush again and mixed some white and blue together. "I know this might be surprising," she said. "But I don't usually get this emotional about painting. It's been a weird week."

[pesantrenpandeglang]

Pramuka Darunnajah Cipining Kembali Berjaya

Pramuka Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining tidak pernah pantang menyerah untuk berprestasi baik di internal pesantren maupun diluar pesantren.

Baru saja kemaren rasanya menjadi juara dalam event Lp3 Ke 31 di Pondok Pesantren Modern Darussalam Gontor Ponorogo, kini pramuka Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining kembali menunjukan ke eksisannya, menunjukan kejayaannya di dalam bidang pramuka di event GEMPAR (Gerak Maju Perkemahan Rafah ) yang di selengarakan oleh Pondok Pesantren Rafah, Mekar Sari, Ciampea, Bogor, Jawa Barat. Terhitung mulai Ahad-Kamis, 16-20 September 2018.

Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining mengutus satu regu penggalang dan satu sangga penegak dengan masing-masing 10 orang santri yaitu, regu penggalang : Permata Imaningsun (Kelas 3 TMI), Fakhriz Zaman (Kelas 3 TMI), Muhammad Ridho (Kelas 3 TMI), Acep Lesmana (Kelas 3 TMI), Revo Faris Al-Kabir (Kelas 3 TMI), Rais Kamil Taqiy (Kelas 3 TMI), Andika Firjatullah (Kelas 3 TMI), Fariz Fadhlurrahman (Kelas 3 TMI), Ihza Dhiyaul (Kelas 3 TMI), dan Refki Alfauzi (Kelas 2 TMI).

Sedangkan sangga penegak diikuti oleh : Fathurrahman Zain (Kelas 5 TMI), Yusril Purnama (Kelas 5 TMI), Haikal Azra Tsani (Kelas 4 TMI), Lalu Muhammad Hayyi (Kelas 4 TMI), Andi Muhammad Raihan (Kelas 4 TMI), Raka Febriansyah (Kelas 4 TMI), Hidayat Ramdhani (Kelas 4 TMI), Rizki Pramudia (Kelas 4 TMI), Oky Saputra (Kelas 4 TMI), dan Andika (Kelas Int TMI).

tak lupa juga pendamping setia yang selalu mendukung dan mengarahkan para peserta lomba dari Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 2 Cipining adalah Ka. Daffa Wibowo dan Ka. Muhammad Ridwan Firdaus (Kelas 6 TMI) serta Ust. Ahmad Hasan Rosadi dan Ust. Nurul Hafidz Abdul Quddus.

Alhamdulillah dengan semangat, sungguh-sungguh, dan penuh dengan kegigihan, kontingen Pondok Pesantren Darunnajah 2 cipining meraih juara satu penegak dan juara 2 penggalang dengan perolehan nilai penegak 1521 (Seribu Lima Ratus Dua Puluh Satu) dan penggalang 1403 (Seribu Empat Ratus Tiga), dan dengan perolehan medali 16 Buah yaitu, Paskibra Penggalang, Tarik Tambang Penggalang, Lukis Pilok, Describing Picture, Panorama Sket, MTQ, Menghias Parsel, Gravity, Kalighrafi, LCC Bahasa, LKBB Resmi, LKBB Variasi, Paskibra, Kasyful Mu’jam, Typhography, Dan Pidato Bahasa Arab.

(WARDAN/NJalu)

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[azragulse]

hesitate is not a word usually associated with azra gulse, even less than one might associate her with modest. when you have a dragon privy to your most intimate experiences, at some point things like the human body cease to even effect a double take. curiosity piqued, it hadn't been hesitancy that caused azra to linger in the entryway. it's the woman's words, amusingly bold, that convince azra to stay.

"is it not a little early to be trying to drown yourself?" azra tsks, lazily settling against the secluded nook's wall. there's something almost predatory in her smile as she rakes her gaze down the woman before her. "classes haven't even started yet."

open to :  all located :  half-hidden nook within the courtyard

the moonlight plays no favourites, but for a moment you’d be forgiven for believing otherwise – so bright is the light refracting off erina’s slender, pivoting body that for a moment it appears reflective. it’s only at the second look, at the double take and assisting glance, that you realize the sheen comes from dampness. her body is glossy with a sheen of water, hair slicked against the back of her neck like a long river of black oil.

“there’s no need to hesitate,” erina calls absently, her hands occupied with the adjustments of redressing. “it’s only your modesty at stake, not mine. though if you’ve a penchant for indecency, you’re welcome to help me with my laces.”

[hyeonmiyoung]

"Mi hermano mayor, siempre considerado el aguafiestas en este tipo de cosas" exclama antes de remojar sus labios. "Seré anticuada, pero al menos no he hecho el ridículo al intentar entrar sabiendo que no se puede" esboza una sonrisa de medio lado. Aquella pregunta la hizo morder ligeramente su labio inferior "Si, conozco a alguien, pero sólo he hablado con él cuando se trata de trabajo, así que no serviría de mucha ayuda"

/ ★ 𝙢𝙞𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜.​

“No deberías de sobornar, eso es malo..” niega un par de veces antes de continuar “..Dios, he sonado como Oppa” exclama en lo que lleva una de sus manos a su cien. Ante la pregunta asiente un par de ocasiones “No queda de otra” deja escapar un leve suspiro “Entre más rápido lo aceptes, más tiempo te queda para descansar” remoja sus labios. “Si tienes a alguien de veintinueve años, y si se apiada de ti, podrías entrar”

“¿Quién dice que no se puede? Pfff” resopló, chasqueando la lengua. Quizás no se trataba del acto más honesto pero no sería el último en el mundo que recurriría a esta milenaria práctica. “No seas anticuada” tampoco la conocía pero sus palabras lo hicieron reír. Lo pensó, el hecho de resignarse para buscar algo más con lo que entretenerse aunque solamente exprimiría una última opción. “¿Tú conoces a alguien de veintinueve? Creo que no me da tiempo para falsificar mi identificación, tendré que recurrir a otros métodos”.

[daehyunnouguier]

“No estaría tan confiado en eso, el destino es demasiado cruel y cuando menos lo esperas, te puede llegar a sorprender con esos hilos” comenta tranquilo antes de remojar sus labios. “Exactamente” exclama, solo para terminar dando por finalizado ese tema. Ante idea asiente en un par de ocasiones “Si, lo son, sobretodo porque son algo que puede usar a diario sin dificultad” menciona en lo que lleva una de sus manos a su barbilla, intentando pensar en lo siguiente. “Te recomendó lirios, blancos y amarillos, por el significado que tienen, además de que son perfectos para una madre”

daehyunnouguier​:

Se ve en la necesidad de negar en múltiples ocasiones “No es el caso, pero el estar aquí podría deberse a eso a menos que buscaras un regalo para un amor” menciona antes de sonreír de medio lado. “Nunca es demasiado tarde, ya sabes, mejor tarde que nunca..” realiza una pausa antes de proseguir “.. Además, el regalo tiene el mismo valor con las mejores intensiones” comenta antes de regresar su vista al conjunto de joyería restante. “Podría decirte que alguna pieza de joyería, algo que pudiera usar siempre o en ocasiones especiales, sería igual el tipo de piedra que llevaría..” suelta un ligero suspiro “.. También podría ser alguna flor, dependiendo el gusto de esa persona”

Tema sensible el mencionado, chasqueando la lengua y permitiéndose negar con la cabeza.  ‘  Por temas del amor no voy a tener que buscar un presente en un largo tiempo.  ’  Humorístico con sus propias desgracias, como era habitual en él, asintiendo un par de veces para darle la razón.  ‘  Cierto. Aunque sea de último momento, la intención es lo que cuenta.  ’  Conforme escucha sugerencia, su mirada va recorriendo el stand donde todavía estaban, recorriendo las distintas piezas de joyería que ahí ofrecían. No parecía una mala idea.  ‘  Unos pendientes son una buena idea ¿no?  ’  Dice, su mirada ya ha captado algo que llame su atención.  ‘  Y complementar con unas flores.  ’

[isabellacaputo]

“Así es, esas dos son los mejores ejemplos que brindan la adrenalina que suelo buscar” exclama antes de finalizar esbozando una sonrisa, recordando ya la experiencia que ha tenido en dichas atracciones ese día. Palabras que le provocan el asentir un par de veces y optando por mejor permanecer a su lado por cualquier cosa “De acuerdo, pero ahora no voy a despegarme de usted” menciona antes de remojar sus labios. “¿Entonces jefa?”

isabellacaputo​:

Confusión dibujada en su rostro tras aquellas palabras, tenían una velocidad preestablecida, por lo que era imposible aquello. “Podría ser el caso, aunque lo mío, son las emociones fuertes..” realiza una ligera pausa, desviando su mirada en el proceso “.. ¿Necesita ayuda en algo, señora Badem?”

“ ah… entonces, ¿prefieres algo como la torre de caída o el booster max? ” cuestiona con interés, aunque mero pensamiento de aquellas atracciones le provoca un escalofrío. no quería ni acercarse a ellas. “ descuida, estoy bien. me mareé un poco, pero está pasando ya ” responde, brindándole pequeña sonrisa. “ y no hay necesidad de que me digas señora, por cierto. ”

[daehyunnouguier]

Primeras palabras que lo hace negar en un par de ocasiones en lo que una sonrisa está plantada en su rostro, era más que claro que se refería a Jinsol y a Dakho. El siguiente comentario es lo que llama su atención, terminando por soltar una carcajada “Puedes enseñarles, estoy seguro que eso les haría muy feliz, aunque..” hace una ligera pausa antes de proseguir “.. ¿Es tu manera de querer ganarte su cariño?”

daehyunnouguier​:

Primer pregunta que solo lo hace soltar un pesado suspiro, no volvería a repetir aquello, ya era suficiente con una sola ocasión. Siguiente interrogante le provoca una ligera carcajada “En parte tienes un punto y por otro lado..” pausa de tan solo un par de segundos antes de volver a hablar “.. Creo que es de las pocas cosas, dónde tus dotes circenses, serían muy bien aprovechados”

Se toma unos segundos en contestar, dejando salir pequeña risita antes de vocablos, “Cuidado con lo que dices, hyung. Te recuerdo que dos de mis hermanos son fanáticos de las navajas y eso viene de sus dotes circenses,” no que él fuese bueno en ello. “Pero puedo olvidar que acabas de insultar el legado de mi familia si dejas que le enseñe a las gemelas un par de trucos de magia,” desde el momento que se enteró del embarazo había comenzado su plan para convertirse en su adulto favorito. Además de sus padres, claro.