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 Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 11:22 am
Separated
[Literate Role-play]
After the war some members got separated from the main herd. Taking a quick route they grouped up in a valley near the ocean and forest, in no time they had set out to build homes - a mini city of sorts. They are hoping to find the main herd some day but for now they are concerned about treating the wounded and staying hidden from the enemies as they would be severly out numbered. Nearby another herd of centaurs get news from one of their scouts that known members from a different centaur herd have grouped up and have began to set up what they thing is a campsite preparing for war to claim their land.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 11:30 am
Rules
1.) Gaia/Guild; All Gaia and Guild Rules apply
2.) Literacy; No Chat Speak or Leet Code. It’s annoying, hard to read, and it makes my eyes hurt. Do not use * or – for actions, use “” for speech
3.) PG-13; No Cybering, very little swearing.
4.) Respect; Respect all members of the role-play, this means no flaming or fighting – Battle during role-play.
5.) Violence/Romance; Battles during role-play are allowed, romance is encouraged just keep rule three in mind.
6.) God-modding; It’s not allowed, you do have a weakness.
7.) Enjoy; Yes – you must have fun while here, or at least try to.
8.) Text; Please use size 9 or 10, it makes it look neat. ((Just a suggestion))
9.) Color; Do not use overly light or bright colors – it’s painful to look at and hard to read.
10.) Profiles; Make sure you use the skeleton I set for you. PM them to me.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 11:33 am
Profile Skeleton
PM all Profiles to me!
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 11:38 am
Profile Skeleton
Name: Sivaan Anora
Age: 17
Class: Middle Class
Gender: Female
Mate: None
Weapon: Bone Spear
Occupation: Hunter, Researcher, Herbalist, Alchemist
Appearance Description: Sivaan has tattoo's all over her body, markings of a skilled hunter. She has a scar between her eyes, though she doesn't talk about it much, was gained while she was out hunting - a lucky miss as she was able to keep both her eyes. Her usual outfit consists mostly of a single Dragon Hide bustier that cuts off where her human torso becomes horse, she also has Dragon Hide gloves - these are useful when out of safe zones incase she gets attacked the thick dragon hide will prevent any serious harm. Sivaan has a necklace that is made ouf of twine, on the necklace are teeth and claws of animals she has killed - a trophy of sorts. She has goggles that she usues when mixing herbs to create medicine or when hunting a creature that can spray toxins which could cause her to go blind. Sivaan always carrys around a two sided satchel, it's many pockets used for holding herbs and vials - she never leaves it anywhere and never lets anyone go through what is in her bag.
Character History: Sivaan was born into a middle class family but always seemed to reach for things outside of her class - whether it be above or below. Her family did not approve of her becoming any of the things she is today. Sivaan still has to deal with her familys disapproval, because of that fact it is hard to find her spending time with her family - if she is it's probably because they stopped by her home which doubles as her personal library and her lab. Even though she is a hunter she preffers eating fruits and vegetables - using the meat as food for the creatures that she brings back for study.
Name: Cybelle
Age: Six
Class: Low Class
Gender: Female
Mate: None
Weapon: None
Occupation: Farmer
Appearance Description: Cybelle is an average looking six year old centaur. Her blonde hair is usually unkempt and dirty. Her large, questioning eyes are chocolate brown; the same as her horse half. Cybelle's skin is deeply tanned from always being outside helping her family in the fields. Most of the time she is covered in dirt.
Character History: Cybelle's entire family are farmers and when she grows up she'll be a farmer too. She works hard in the fields, helping to plant, water and harvest vegetables. She plays just as hard as she works. Cybelle loves to run and make herself as useful as possible. Her farming background has made her a very independent six year old.
Name: PC
Age: 17
Class: Middle Class
Gender: Male
Mate: None
Weapon: Sun Staff
Occupation: Mage, Healer, and Traveler.
Appearance Description: PC is blessed with thick, long, and bright blond hair. He wears a dark red hat he found in the forest one day. He carries with him a magical staff. Wrapped around him at all times is his pet snake Morgan, and five dove assigned to follow him at all times.
Character History: PC's parents mysteriously disappeared when he was a youngling. An aging and wise mage took him in his care, as he grew the mage made PC his apprentice in magic. PC proved to be a diligent student, and learned quickly. When PC was 15 he was out exploring the forest when he had a strong feeling that his master needed him. When he made it back, the mage was sickly. When PC went to help his master, "Stop" said his master weakly. "It's my time to go, you have grown to be a good man. I will give you my staff, and this flute I found with you. I will also assign you six guardians, five doves and a snake." This he said so weak that PC almost didn't hear it. " You are a good student, and I regret not teaching you everything there is to know. But you must go out in the world, and discover what you can." And with that, the mage drew his last breath.
Name: Holland Lee Tork
Age: Unknown. Looks to be around twenty something.
Class: High Class
Gender: Male
Mate: None
Weapon: He carries a long sword tucked inside of his hulster
Occupation: Holland likes to write books of poetry and stories, he like art as well. You may see him from time to time working on his library.
Appearance Description: Short black hair is tucked neatly beind his ears as his white fur and tan skin gleam. His tail is medium length and black as well. He often wears nothing, but occasionaly he wears a dark blue scarf and a pair of shades.
Character History: He comes from a ridgid background. His mother was taken form him soon after birth and Holland wsa fourced to kill his mother, father and brothers. It is a move that scared him for life and now he vows not to kill again, but that could change, he is now a scholar and wishes only to bring good to his proffesion.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 12:02 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 6:06 pm
Sivaan trotted through the woods being sure to avoid fallen logs and raised roots. When she saw the encampment that had been set up by her and the others she was relieved, Looking down at the small cage she watched the creature inside move about. Placing a small cover over the cage she entered the site hoping that the creature would stay quiet - though it didn't it was still a baby so it's screeching was hard to hear from under the cover. "I knew I has seen a Drome Nest." she muttered to herself pulling back the fabric that served as a door to her, hopefully temporary, home. Placing the cage on a nearby table she headed over to the ditch she had dug. Leaning down she pushed aside the stone door to reveal a hole - walls lined with stone and piled in were a few pieces of fresh meat. Pulling out a dagger from the bag she cut off a small section of meat, then cutting those into bite-size pieces. "This should do for now." she said again muttering to herself befor lifting the cover and throwing a handfull of bite sized pieces of meat into the cage. Trotting outside Sivaan pulled out a few herbes from her bag and headed over to her table. Taking a bowl and a stone she placed the herbs in it together and began to crush them. Plaing a larger piece of meat out she placed it in the bowl rolling it around untill it was coated in the juice of the herbs. "In an hour I give that to the creature and it should go out in twenty to thirty minuets..." she said wrapping the meat up and placing in back in her bag.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 6:40 pm
"Sivaan! Sivaan!" Cybelle called out as she burst into Sivaan's home. "Lookit I made!" Her small, grubby fingers held up a makeshift shovel made from animal bones and tied together with tightly fastened vines. She grinned widely; very proud of her creation and how useful she could be. Cybelle heard rustling coming from the table and looked over at the cloth covered cage. She trotted over, eyes wide. "What's this, Sivaan?" The young foal asked, her hand reaching toward the cover.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 6:57 pm
PC heard a young kid's voice call out to someone. He didn't pay that much attention. He walked through the camp and thought, " What to do now?" They needed to talk about the future of the separated herd.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 7:00 pm
Sivaan returned into the tent and smiled "It's lovely Cybelle." she said watching her, when she reached over to the cage she moved quickly and pushed her hand back "Now, now, you know not to go looking into things." she said wagging a finger at the young girl "We don't need you getting hurt now do we? But, if you want to see it I have no problem showing you." She said turning to the cage and lifting up the cover to reveal a small white and reddish creature. When it looked up to see what the noise was all about it spread it's tiny wings and screeched as if warning the threat away. Sivaan turned to Cybelle "It's a baby drome. I found it wandering alone - and since we already know dromes stay with their mothers untill they are big enough to hunt on their own..." she paused to take te cover completely off the cage tossing a bit more meat in there - save the piece she had wrapped up "...We can guess that it's mother either abandoned it or it's dead - so I saw no harm in taking it back here for a quick examination." she said finishing her explanation watching the young girl.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 7:14 pm
Cybelle jumped back at first but quickly warmed up to the creature when she heard it had no parents, just like her.
"Poor lil' baby dromey with no parents!" She said, sticking her face close to the cage. "I'll be your mother and take care of you good!" Cybelle stared at the creature, remembering her parents and wondering where they were. She frowned for a second as her fathers voice rang out in her head.
'Now, now, young Cybelle, we farmers ain't got time to be all caught up in a rut. We all go work t'do and we the only ones got to do it. Understand?'
"Can I name it, Si? Can I?" She said, once again smiling.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 7:26 pm
Sivaan looked at the creature who had turned it's attention to the meat, then to Cybelle and nodded "Sure you can name it, you'll just have to wait till it's used to us before you can touch it." She said not wanting anyone to get hurt knowing they didn't have the proper means to treat any serious injurys. Sivann folded the cover up and placed it under the table, she wasn't sure how their herd had been found and she hoped for the sake of the young ones that everyone was ok. Looking at the Sun she turned to Cybelle "After you name it I want you to go outside. You can play just don't wander too far." she said knowing that it was getting closer to the time where she would feed the baby drome the special meat so that she could study it.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 7:40 pm
As PC was at the perimeter of the camp think of how they could plan to get the herd moving he looked at the ground and gasped. It was a head of a Drome, old blood surrounded the head telling PC that it had been killed some time ago. Out of respect he took the head and buried it near a tree. "I need to talk to Sivaan about this." He thought as he turned to go to her house.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 8:36 pm
Cybelle nodded then furrowed her brow in concentration.
"What should I name you..." She thought out loud, "I know! I'll name you Dromeo!" Cybelle laughed; a sweet, tinkling laugh. Suddenly, a serious look crossed her face and she placed her hands on her hips. "Si, I can't leave my baby all alone! I need to take care of him. I promised I'd take care of him!" Her bottom lip stuck out in a pout.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 8:46 pm
Sivaan patted Cybelle's head and laughed "Just think of it as a check-up." she explained looking at the foal "Just like how your parents had to wait outside durring your check-ups" she said letting her hand fall back to her side, through the crack she could see PC approaching her tent and he looked worried. Taking the cover she placed it back over the cage and moved the baby drome, now named Dromeo, over to another part of the tent taking out the special piece of meat and slipping it into the cage. Trotting back over to Cybelle she knelt down slightly and smiled "Now, go outside and play. I'll call you when you can see him again." she said wanting her to be outside before PC got here - when he was this worried it usually meant trouble and she didn't want Cybelle to get into trouble "Remember, don't wander too far." she said moving the fabric out of the way so Cybelle could go and play.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 9:17 pm
She sighed, watching closely as Sivaan moved the cage.
"Oh, alright." Cybelle said, rolling her eyes, "I guess I could always look for things for Dromeo to play with." She got excited at the thought and trotted out of the tent, waving to PC as she passed by. (Have to go. c: )
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