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XRumer 19.0 + XEvil 4.0: NEW innovative software complex for breaking any Captcha
 
1. Powerful Neuronets: XEvil OCR can solve more than 12000 of different types of Captcha's,
including such of popular, like Google CAPTCHA's ReCaptcha v2, v3 (in XEvil 4.0 Ultra only!), Captcha.Com, SolveMedia, Bing-Captcha,
Facebook-captcha and Ucoz-captcha, Yandex-captcha, DLE-captcha, VBulletin-Captcha, and a lot of other types!
 
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XEvil can bypass and solve wide types of captcha with high precision,
without depending of difficulty, distortion, noises, fonts, colors.
 
Exception is Google ReCaptcha-2 - about 20-30 seconds per solution:
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3. Very simple UI: just 3 main buttons to start recognition,
so it easy to use with a wide spectre programs of SEO, SMM, Analytics,
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Welcome Noobel Blewd! / XEvil can break ANY Captcha!...
« Last post by KathrynAutot on August 23, 2019, 05:42:19 am »
XRumer 19.0 + XEvil 4.0: NEW innovative software complex for breaking any Captcha
 
1. Powerful Neuronets: XEvil OCR can solve more than 12000 of different types of Captcha's,
including such of popular, like Google CAPTCHA's ReCaptcha v2, v3 (in XEvil 4.0 Ultra only!), Captcha.Com, SolveMedia, Bing-Captcha,
Facebook-captcha and Ucoz-captcha, Yandex-captcha, DLE-captcha, VBulletin-Captcha, and a lot of other types!
 
2. Very High speed and precision: recognition speed 0.01 .. 0.02 second per image (but only 1 second in DEMO version!),
XEvil can bypass and solve wide types of captcha with high precision,
without depending of difficulty, distortion, noises, fonts, colors.
 
Exception is Google ReCaptcha-2 - about 20-30 seconds per solution:
on ReCaptcha-2 need to click a lot of images in it with a special delay.
 
3. Very simple UI: just 3 main buttons to start recognition,
so it easy to use with a wide spectre programs of SEO, SMM, Analytics,
Mass Auto-Registering/Posting/Sending/Bruteforcing/CryptoCurrency Mining programs.
 
Interested? ;)
Just do search in google "XEvil for Free".
Free DEMO version is available!
 
Thank you for your attention! ;)
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XRumer 19.0 + XEvil 4.0: NEW innovative software complex for breaking any Captcha
 
1. Powerful Neuronets: XEvil OCR can solve more than 12000 of different types of Captcha's,
including such of popular, like Google CAPTCHA's ReCaptcha v2, v3 (in XEvil 4.0 Ultra only!), Captcha.Com, SolveMedia, Bing-Captcha,
Facebook-captcha and Ucoz-captcha, Yandex-captcha, DLE-captcha, VBulletin-Captcha, and a lot of other types!
 
2. Very High speed and precision: recognition speed 0.01 .. 0.02 second per image (but only 1 second in DEMO version!),
XEvil can bypass and solve wide types of captcha with high precision,
without depending of difficulty, distortion, noises, fonts, colors.
 
Exception is Google ReCaptcha-2 - about 20-30 seconds per solution:
on ReCaptcha-2 need to click a lot of images in it with a special delay.
 
3. Very simple UI: just 3 main buttons to start recognition,
so it easy to use with a wide spectre programs of SEO, SMM, Analytics,
Mass Auto-Registering/Posting/Sending/Bruteforcing/CryptoCurrency Mining programs.
 
Interested? ;)
Just do search in google "XEvil for Free".
Free DEMO version is available!
 
Thank you for your attention! ;)
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Fan-Based Roleplay / Re: An Era of Theatrics [Closed]
« Last post by Krystal Itzume on August 21, 2019, 08:21:16 pm »
Angelus was already looking over the form and making his own slight adjustments based on what was indicated. “Invictus doesn’t offer too much in the way of additional talents, except for a few oaths. Some of those could be useful if you need to bind someone to your will, but generally speaking, they have to enter into it willingly. I think there are a few that get around that, but you might want to work that in as something you do in-character. Become a notary of the Invictus so that people come to you for that power, and know you have it.”

He did consider what else the Invictus had, as well as the bloodline, as the matter of pre-determined histories floated around.

“Yeah! We’re all arriving to the game as new characters. We could have all come together. If you go with Invictus, we could know each other from there,” Devlin offered. “Not sure about her.”

Maya smirked, “Who’s to say I wouldn’t come along, or that we met en-route? What is your backstory, Devlin?”

“Ah, right – well, I was turned back in the Victorian period by a lover I had been the servant of. Didn’t know he was a vampire,”
he chuckled a bit, “Long story short, we had a bit of a break-up as he grew more paranoid and I’ve left to find my own way, since obviously I’m not going to make it far in the same domain as my sire. He’d think I was trying to usurp him and his ranking in the Invictus over there, so I’ve come over here. Plus it’s all just hella awkward with that guy now,” he laughed a bit at his imagined history. “Also, rebellious vampire phase. I’m sure they all go through it after about a century.”

Maya gave a nod to that, “What about you, Maya?”

“Oh, you know, the usual…made a deal with a demon, sealed it with murder, now I’m just making sure to leave the scene of the crime.”


Devlin rolled his eyes a bit. Usual. Sure. “What were you thinking for your backstory, Donny?”


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Fan-Based Roleplay / Re: Star Wars: Rise of the Sith [Closed]
« Last post by Krystal Itzume on August 21, 2019, 08:19:58 pm »
Manx watched his padawan show off a bit with the unnecessary demonstration of skill to get up to his own rock. Unnecessary though it was, it didn’t stop a smile from glinting in his green eyes as he observed him. He was, after all, still learning to master his talents. A bit of showing off was not such a travesty as he got the hang of even these simple things.

He listened for his answer.

He felt his answer as it seemed to disturb him internally – the weakness that he had displayed in front of the Sith. He knew it would remain a sore spot for a while. He had been captured. He would have been killed had it not been for the trade. Tita’s fate may weigh on him for a while yet.

He was not wrong in his answer. The Sith were evil, although a nagging thought occurred to him that Dawn might argue the reasons why they were evil. She’d never allow it to be just a matter of how they used the Force, but what they used it for. “Their use of negative emotions indicates their evil nature,” he could tell Dreven was missing quite a bit of information, “but that alone is not the reason, nor their lightsabers.” He almost chuckled at that addition.

He was sure that couldn’t be a rule. “I am not certain if the Sith still abide by the Rule of Two. It is what we know of them, but things may have changed. It has been a long time since the Sith were about. The Sith are evil because they are selfish.”

That was the core of it. “Attachment is something we avoid, because attachment makes us selfish,” something he needed to grind into himself, so he may as well help his padawan along with the same lesson, “Do you understand why?” It seemed the perfect thing to meditate on, given this was the reflection pool. The perfect thing to consider, given he may need to say goodbye to Dawn and not let it impact him.

~***~

Ergas did observe Corvainus as he worked the room, moving to speak with each individual who had been brought. Naturally, in setting the quorum, Ergas had tried to stack the deck a bit, even if he told himself he wasn’t doing that. He was only seeking out those Jedi who held the true view and understood the nature of the Force, those on the Council who would see the truth of this matter.

Corvainus did speak up. He had already been briefed on the matter, as had many others. The formal charges would be brought forward in moments.

Still, he addressed the matter of Nox first. “Dawn, Manx, and Dreven were dispatched to Nox in order to see to the retrieval of a Force-sensitive infant. Manx and Dreven reported to me after the fact to indicate they had been attacked by a Sith,” he’d already informed Bril, and others by default, so the shock was not as significant, “I will acquire more details on that matter soon. They indicated that the child they were sent to retrieve was taken by the Sith. This does not remove scrutiny from Dawn herself, who still will stand accused as a Sith.”

There, another spoke, the miraluka woman turned her head towards Master Corvainus. Her Force Sight always saw something off with how he appeared among them; unlike others captivated by his outward beauty and charisma, the Force always seemed to paint warning hues around him, though she did not indicate that. “Dawn has been teaching younglings to disregard the idea of the Light and the Dark. She threatens the foundation on which we have built the Jedi from by denying that a dark side exists, and she has taught at least one padawan how to manipulate their anger into the form of lightning.”

Expressly forbidden, and Ergas had been distraught on seeing the tendrils flash from the tips of his padawan’s tips. Not Manx, but his newest one. “If she is not the Sith, she remains a threat to the Jedi, as she seems to seek to undermine all of our teachings. Disciplinary action of some sort needs to take place if she is not the Sith, and if she is, we seek to know who else is working with her.”

That would sum up the situation, and allow Master Corvainus to leave the area to meet with Dawn in the temple, to escort her in.

~***~

The Temple was imposing in its way, but it was doubly so when Dawn walked in it. It was too quiet, it was too still. ‘Silence yourself.’ She tried to calm. She knew, in a way, it was only her own anxieties that started to rise to the surface. ‘You are not guilty. They will see that.’ At least, Dawn could hope.

They revered Qui-Gon Jinn, who had never been a conformist or typical Jedi. She had to trust that was for a reason, and that she had picked her patron well. They would see that she still held their values, even if she was…unorthodox.

They had to.

Calm soon came over her as she meditated on that point, awaiting the arrival of her own master. When at last she saw him, she would again smile and move to join him, “Thank you,” he did not have to escort her in. His choice to do so may help her cause, given the respect that many held for him. Of course, many held Ergas in that same light. “How is the mood?”
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Fan-Based Roleplay / Re: An Era of Theatrics [Closed]
« Last post by Bleu on August 21, 2019, 04:39:11 pm »
Angelus took to the laptop, and Donovan migrated to a seat next to him. He’d been standing a while, but now was time to get to the specifics of his vampire. What way would he go? He thought back to Varys, and although he didn’t want to be an outright copy of the spider, there were definitely some similarities he wanted to keep between the two. 

“I would avoid the religious covenants as well,” Donovan agreed absentmindedly. “Seems messy.”

Kyle huffed playfully, bringing his fingers to his chin in dramatic thought. “I don’t know,” he countered, “having a religious spymaster might bring some interesting things to the table, don’t you think? Fanaticism could stir up some conflicts right off the bat. It's more fun when things are a little messy, anyway.”

Donovan considered the idea, but inevitably shook his head. “Never imagined my character’s intent to stem from religious purposes, but who is to say that won’t change as he develops?” Kyle grinned at his friend’s response, and such a friendly gesture was reciprocated.

“Suit yourself, mate,” he chuckled, playfully nudging at Donovan’s shoulder.

“I think Invictus would be great as a covenant,” he continued. “Just because he’s part of the Invictus doesn’t necessarily mean that he is loyal to them, right? I imagine one of my character’s quirks is that his true loyalties aren’t set in stone.”

Donovan turned to Maya, and gave a slight nod in agreement. “So then the bloodlines remain a secret—I like that.” Then, another question. “Is a pre-determined history between two characters something that is usually done?” After some thought, he decided it must have been so. It made sense that some of these characters would have encountered others in their past. It was more realistic.

Still, Donovan was new to this, and didn’t know the best practices of such a game.

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Fan-Based Roleplay / Re: Star Wars: Rise of the Sith [Closed]
« Last post by Silentslash on August 21, 2019, 06:36:42 am »
The reflection pools? He had heard of them but never bothered attending other than he was required too, maybe that was something he should look into more often. He walked with his Master, studying him, he was worried. He knew that look and it wasn't simply a pensive look. When his Master brought up war, goosebumps emerged on his skin, war meant death. Death scared him. He hoped his Master wouldn't sense the fear.

'War? With who?' When his Master began walking on the water, he knew it was time to concentrate. He was hesitant at first but when the first foot he brought forward didn't sink, he felt more confident and trailed after his Master. He smirked and began running on the water, using the Force to propel himself in the air and perform a flip in the air, landing gracefully on the next rock by his Master.

He grinned at his Master and sat on the rock, cross-legged. Almost as if Manx had read his mind, he asked what he knew about the Sith. So that's who the possible war might be against. Why else would he ask this? Dreven pondered for a moment and tried to think back to his history classes at the Jedi Temple. He couldn't tell his Master he had been asleep for a lot of his classes. He gathered what he remembered and began to formulate a response.


"The Sith are evil, Master. They are our enemies and they utilize the Dark Side of the Force. The Rule of Two if I'm not mistaken is a Sith Lord and an Apprentice. Kind of like a Master and a Padawan. Uhh.. they have red lightsabers? They draw their power from hatred, fear, anger, and other negative emotions." It was a mix of what he could remember and word of mouth he had eavesdropped from other Younglings.

He closed his eyes and began to relax. The calm water soothed him and allowed him to think and process his thoughts clearly.
"We fought a Sith today, Master. He was very strong, I could feel his hatred in his attacks and his anger in his voice." He opened his eyes and looked at his reflection, he still wasn't looking good. His back ached, his throat was sore, his head was still pounding. He had been through hell and yet he was alive. "I want to become stronger, Master. I don't ever want anything to happen like that again, I want to be able to beat someone like him.." His hand clutched the rock, gripping it tight. The calm water around his rock began to create ripples that soon became a restless current around him. When Dreven noticed this, he released his grip on the rock and the water soon calmed down as well.

**

Alec gladly shook hands and engaged in quick small talk with the individuals on the outside of the Temple that approached or sought his attention. He made his way to the Council Room and he could already sense the powerful Jedi inside. Upon entering the Council Room, he felt all the eyes on him as if he were a celebrity. A warm smile decorated the handsome, sharp features of his older face. He stroked his beard and began greeting the Jedi Masters and council members individually, giving each a slice of his genuine attention.

His eyes fixated on Master Bril, she was beautiful for a Twi'lek and a very good friend of his. He saw how her eyes lit up when he made his way over to her. He took her hand in his own and smiled.
"Master, I must say how longer my absence felt without seeing this beautiful face of yours. It is such a pleasure to be in your company again." He delivered a gentle kiss on her hand before releasing her hand. Some speculated if there was still or ever had been anything there between the two of them other than a close friendship. Neither would say or even entertain such rumors, they were both professionals and if anything ever had happened, only the two of them would know.

Either way, he knew he would have her support one way or another, she respected his opinion. He could tell by the tension in the room that Dawn had some serious opposition against her favor. He saved Master Ergas for last and greeted him with the familiar warmth that seemed natural in Alec. Both of his hands took one of his and shook it.

"How are you, my old friend? Being away for so long has made me miss you all very much." He gently tapped him on the shoulder as he spun around to face them all and Alec was still in a pleasant mood. However, he knew a quorum was not good news so he simply scanned the room and the members.

"I understand my old Padawan Dawn is the target of this quorum? Masters, you must forgive me, I've been away as you all know and I've heard nothing but awful rumors of Dawn. I wish to hear what are the actual allegations being brought forward against her. I also understand that she was also on a mission with your Padawan, Master Ergas and his Padawan as well. What exactly happened on this mission?"

He would not allow Ergas to dominate the climate of the quorum, Alec needed to bring all the facts out and raise as much doubt about Dawn being a Sith Lord. What troubled him was that he did not know how much Dawn had learned on her own. Could she really have tried to teach Manx? He hoped Dawn had not been that foolish, but if she did, this could also work in her favor. Manx was Ergas' prodigy and it was known to Alec how proud the Cerean Master was of his Padawan.

After a few exchanges, Alec planned to return to meet Dawn at the entrance of the Temple and walk with her where the quorum would take place. Everyone would see who her support system was.
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Fan-Based Roleplay / Re: Star Wars: Rise of the Sith [Closed]
« Last post by Krystal Itzume on August 20, 2019, 09:20:59 pm »
Attachment was the reason they did not have Tita. Manx knew this, and knew his master’s criticism was just, when it came to himself. He should have learned better, but in truth, Manx always found attachment such a difficult thing. He and Dawn had grown up side-by-side, and he had been attached to her.

He was attached to her.

He was attached to Ergas, as well, and of course he was attached to his padawan – enough to let Tita go. Perhaps that was the incorrect decision, but would he not be a poor Jedi if he had failed his padawan in such a horrendous way? The black-haired knight found himself distracted by these swirling worries as he continued to walk, almost on auto-pilot, until his padawan addressed him.

He turned his green eyes to the young man, gaze tired, but not unkind. “The Reflection Pools, Dreven,” he answered, “Master Ergas has asked me to search my feelings, and I believe that I should. Much has happened today, and much is going to happen,” he could do little for Dawn, but he hoped the Council would see the truth.

She was not a Sith. She was not the Sith.

‘Or are your emotions clouding your vision?’
It was a legitimate concern. Being so certain of anything was dangerous. Perhaps Dawn’s search for knowledge and understanding of the Force had led her down a dark path, but he still thought he would have known! She didn’t sneak off nearly enough to train a padawan in secret, or be meeting with some Sith Lord herself. It didn’t make any sense to him.

They soon came to those reflection pools, rocks in the midst of the pools and water trickling down some of them. The sound was soothing, the water clear, and deep. “We may be looking at war,” his voice hesitated, “a war unlike the other petty wars between planets that we have seen and settled,” a war with the Sith.

He stepped on the water, not sinking, but walking upon it to one of those stones, where he perched himself, “What do you know of the Sith, Dreven?”

~***~

Fear stabbed into Dawn’s chest at the reaction, visible and audible, of Master Alec. She kept her composure under it, but her breath briefly caught in her throat at the worry that this may be too much for him – that this may cause him to damn her. Thankfully, that did not come. He agreed that she needed to change out of her attire and clean up, but his tone promised a lecture on this.

She inclined her head just a bit, “Of course, Master.” She’d have to try and make him see reason. He was more reasonable than most, certainly he’d understand that these powers were not so bad. She was not attempting to use them to prolong her life into immortality, just to heal.

The Jedi were about healing and good, weren’t they? Usually of others, but why not also of the self?

“I’ll be there soon,” she agreed, and would lift her head to follow after her master’s steps, only to take a different turn towards her own chambers. Tython felt different as she walked across the grounds, and the reason soon became obvious. Fewer Jedi were walking the area, and she wondered how many knew of the quorum – how many suspected her of being a Sith, and how many knew the Sith were, truly, back?

‘I could bring him in. I could bring the actual Sith in and clear my name, I’m certain.’
Without Manx, without Dreven, she wouldn’t have anyone to worry about. No distractions. The problem would be finding him again, but she thought that would not be too difficult. ‘What can I do to convince them?’ The question rang in her head as she stepped into her own quarters.

Like many of the Jedi, she still lived near the Temple, her room a part of many others, built out of a white stone that linked them up like dormitories, but there was no sharing rooms here. It was still small, and meant to remind the Jedi not to keep much.

Still, small crystals glinted in the sunlight, held up before the window. The room itself had a myriad of decorations or small training tools, like vials of sand that Dawn often used to meditate on or use to work on her skills. Books and holocrons both were scattered the top of a desk, and some were stacked next to it.

Her closet had the traditional Jedi robes in it, and her fingers hesitated on them. If she looked the part, would it help her cause, or would they see it as deception?

The thought caused her fingers to grip around the tunic all too tightly, before she moved it aside and took out one of her gowns, as radiant as an aurora borealis in hues of green and blue that faded into each other and seemed to swirl into each other thanks to the translucent fabrics hanging over each other. She set it aside, before stepping into the small restroom and discarding her current gown, to wash herself off with a cloth, making sure to get at each spot of dried blood, and get her hair back in order.

Minutes later, she was in the Nabooese dress, with crystals in her red hair, as prepared as she could be.

And with a few vials of sand hidden in the sleeves, because if this went south…she wasn’t letting herself die. She was no martyr.

~***~

The Council Room was where many were already choosing to gather, alerted that Master Kenobi, Master Jinn, and Padawan Dreven had returned without the infant. Master Ergas had alerted them to that, and joined the room after a few others – after he had seen Manx. His expression remained solemn as he lifted his gaze to some of the others in the room,

Master Bril was the first his eyes settled on, the twi’lek woman rising from her seat and walking over to him. The others who were in attendance also looked on curiously, “What became of the child, Master Ergas?”

He shook his head sadly, “They were intercepted by a Sith on Nox.”

He felt the shockwave of his words spread throughout the room.

The miraluka master’s responded, “Then Dawn must not be the Sith. This quorum is pointless.”

“Not necessarily. If Dawn wished to bring up the child in Sith teachings, she may have sent her padawan to steal it,”
Ergas noted. “We all know that Master Dawn’s own adherence and conformity to our ways has…strayed over the years. It deserves an investigation, now more than ever.”

Bril gave a nod, “And Master Corvainus?” She had been the one to insist he show up.

“He’ll be here soon, I’m sure,”
Ergas let out a deep sigh at that.

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Fan-Based Roleplay / Re: Star Wars: Rise of the Sith [Closed]
« Last post by Silentslash on August 20, 2019, 06:49:14 pm »
'You weren't there..' Dreven's fist clenched in a moment of anger as heard Master Ergas continue to accuse Dawn of being a Sith but he knew that his sudden change in feelings would be detected. The balled fist lost its tightness and relaxed at his side once more. Could it be true? Dawn's emotions could run wild at times and Dreven could sense it at times, however he felt she was still in control. From what his Master had told him of Dawn and what he'd seen for himself, she wasn't a bad person. Her ideologies and perspectives may not be Jedi compliant or appropriate, but she was a powerful and responsible Jedi.

His attention returned to his Master. He and Dawn had a very close bond, a friendship and a connection that ran deep. Ergas could sense that and perhaps there was something to be looked at there. Although his Master constantly reminded him of controlling his own emotions and to not allow himself to become too attached, he also had trouble doing it himself. From an objective standpoint, Tita was the mission and if he got himself captured or killed foolishly, the mission would have to go on. His Master's attachment allowed an error in judgment and thus the child was taken by the Sith.

Dreven felt that pang of guilt once more. He simply remained silent during the exchange feeling that any addition would just make it worse for his Master. With the look Manx gave him, Dreven bowed out of respect to Master Ergas and followed him.


"Where are we going, Master?"

**

When she brought attention to her clothes, he further examined the state she was in. Her clothes indicated signs of battle and liked she had been wounded, there was dried blood all over her but no wounds were present. Not even wounds that naturally healed or closed but still showed signs that they had been there. She was completely unharmed and for a moment, Alec let a very faint smile curved the corner of his mouth. He was aware of how she had done it and it was not in a Jedi's training or approved manipulation of the Force.

This was a Force power learned by Sith. He had to show concern nonetheless. He looked around for any signs of anyone watching them. From what it seemed and what he sensed, they were clear. She was ready. Her interest and her desire to learn other teachings than what the Jedi offered couldn't have been at a better time. In his time as her Master, Alec's teachings were unorthodox to say the least. His lectures spoke of the way of the Jedi and how it was an honorable path to take, however he left it open to suggest that it was not the only way.


'The Force gives its users the freedom to manipulate it in many ways. The Jedi Order chose to manipulate the Force in their own way and with accordance to their beliefs. The Sith were the same way. Restricting yourself in the Force is foolish.' he remembered that little lecture long ago, she was much younger and more open-minded. These double meaning lectures were not all the time however, once in a while he would throw them in to get her mindset in the right direction.

As far as how her current ideologies and way of thinking developed, he could not take the credit for that. Perhaps he may have provided the roots but what her mindset blossomed into was of her own thirst for knowledge and volition. It had been a year since he had seen her and yet she was already delving into teachings of the Sith. To reveal his true intentions with her here and now would be foolish. Alec was no fool.


"Dawn.. this is.., go, you must go and change," Alec's concern for his old Padawan sounded as genuine as he could feign it. This was the concern of a Master whom for the first time witnessed evidence of what the rumors said about her could be true. His facial expression demonstrated a tinge of disbelief and awe with the concern. Perhaps another Master would arrest and even draw his lightsaber then and there, but not Alec. "We shall walk in together, however first I must meet with the council prior to the quorum, I must see where their heads are at. Ergas is the problem, I will quickly speak with him beforehand. I will meet you at the Temple. We will speak of this matter another time, Dawn, there is still much more I must teach you I see." Despite what his face showed, this was a Master who was supporting her. No matter of what was shown to him right before his eyes. This would hopefully spark that trust that would entice her into learning from him one last time.

He walked away, he let his last sentence have a hint of scolding in it and she may take it that the blame of all this was on him and he is the reason she turned out this way. However, in reality, what he really meant was his possible advanced teachings into the ways of the Sith. Once again, the duplicitous Master innocently left what he said open for interpretation. As he walked towards the Temple, Alec had a devious smirk on his lips.


'All according to plan.' The Temple was up ahead and already his demeanor had changed into the cheerful and charismatic Jedi Master. His eyes searched for members of the council and of course, Ergas. He had a few words for his old friend.
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Fan-Based Roleplay / Re: An Era of Theatrics [Closed]
« Last post by Krystal Itzume on August 19, 2019, 12:23:01 am »
“Yeah!”  Devlin agreed, though Maya gave a more reserved nod to the query about the books. A Song of Ice and Fire were, indeed, favored reads of them, a book Angelus had even gotten in to. Not that he was opposed to reading, which tended to surprise people, but he preferred his poetry to novels – Maya would forever thank Paradise Lost for Angelus’s enjoyment of poetry, both the short and the epic poems.

Angelus looked to Maya, briefly, and gestured to the laptop. She shrugged, and let him take it. Her character was more or less done.

“Let me start looking into some things for you. Have you decided if you’re going to be in any covenant? Maya’s Ordo Dracul, and Devlin’s Invictus.”
There were still the Lancae Sanctum, the Carthians, and the Circle of the Crone – though one could go in without a covenant, as well. “Picking one, or none, may open up some talents. Generally speaking, a Varys character would probably avoid the religious ones, but I don’t think you have the same history as Varys – so that’s totally your call. I think Invictus is in power right now?”

“Yeah, Prince Kincaid is Invictus.”
Devlin answered, “If you’re going with Varys, you probably want to be in with the powerful, but if you’re thinking you don’t like that kind of structure, Carthians would fit. Depends on what part of him you want to emphasize – his in the midst of power, or his desire to overthrow the power.”

While they had been talking, Maya did consider whether or not the ‘Varys’ character should know anything, but in the end, she said, “No one is going to know that my character is an En. The Bloodline is aware of its own reputation – or at least, I am,” a vampire chilling with a demon and diablerizing others? Hard pass. “I’ll just let myself be known as a daeva. No bloodline. You’ll have to figure it out from there, but if you want an in-character history for our arrival, I do not mind that.”

She had no desire to really devour an Iltani. They weren’t what she was hunting.   
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