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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 10:27 am
You know what to do. 3nodding [b]Gaian Name:[/b]
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 10:38 am
*working on it* Gaian Name: Carpe Lunam Character Name: Maeve Tabris Race: Werewolf Gender: Female Age: 20 Personality: She's often blunt and doesn't take kindly to idiots, however she's a big softy at heart and will go out of her way to help others. Bio: Maeve was actually born outside the village. Both her parents, however, were werewolves. Her mother was caught and killed by humans when she was six, prompting her father to take Maeve and run. (after slaughtering the majority of his wife's murderers however.. ) The two of them made it to Vicus Lupus and have been there ever since. Likes: her lute, the color blue, autumn, blueberries, apples, venison, apple pie, meat in general, reading, slows days at the inn Dislikes: vegetables in general, spiders, humans, idiots Rank: Hunter Job: occasional barmaid at the local inn/ hunter/ bard (she's multi-skilled XD ) Skills: tracking, playing the lute, good with a dagger Appearance: (tekteks are welcome)  Other:
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 11:37 am
Gaian Name: Darkie the Werepyre Character Name: Shikazunia (Shika) Race: Werewolf Gender: Female Age: 45 Personality: A cranky and demented woman, she looks a lot older for her age. She takes her job seriously, and hates distractions. She also tends to ramble to herself about things others don't really understand, and often threatens to get out her 'beatin' stick' at those who bother her for no apparent reason. Is also an adept warrior when it comes to self defense. Bio: Shikazunia was a strange one to begin with. Ever since going through childhood, she has claimed to see spirits, as well as being able to commune with them via thoughts or regular speech. Most other children in her youth thought she was crazy, and tended to stay away from her. Because she lacked real friends, Shika had often taken comfort in the presence of spirits, often going out in the woods to do so, as most of them detested the loud, noisy atmosphere of the village. They taught her many things, about the old, ancient stories that were long forgotten, about the gifts of nature and how they could be used to help others. Shika used this knowledge, becoming a great Shamaness, but at the same time closing her off even further from the real world. She acts normal, but when she rambles, some say she is actually talking with the 'spirits' she sees. She has had dementia before, and still gets strokes every once in a while, but normally it goes away after a time. She also harbors a hatred for pups, as they made fun of her 'craziness' and 'loony' antics when she was younger, though tends to be friendly around some that she nutures a fondness for, it's the naughty ones she hates more. Shika can often be seen wandering around the village, or inside her hut, the inside of which is littered with handmade totems, charms, and other odd-end knickknacks that she collects. Likes: Rambling, telling stories, helping the weak and sick, using her 'beatin' stick,' talking with others, sleeping Dislikes: Chasing the naughty pups around (it hurts her old bones), being called 'old' (Ah ain't old! Ah just lost most o' mah youth!), others showing off their youthfulness (makes her feel even older), interruptions, others cursing (Yew best 'old yer tongue when talkin' 'round me, sonny!) Rank: Elder Job: Shamaness Skills: Healing, telling folk tales, fighting, can make a mean punisher if pushed too far. Appearance: Human Form (secondary):  Werewolf Form (main): Other:Da beatin' stick (Unless'n ya want summa dis, yew best leave me alone while I be busy, son!):  Shika's Favorite Jewelry Piece (most think it's creepy because the dragons' eyes seem to stare right into their souls): http://mysticmerchant.com/jewelry1/dragonbraceletrubyeyes6-5in-up-DragonBraceletSSwruby1a.jpg Due to her old age, Shika's ability to shift between human and werewolf has long since degraded over time, and mainly stays in her werewolf form, but will shift into human form as necessary.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 12:18 pm
Gaian Name: Wyattsrules Character Name: Lief Wind Race: Werewolf Gender: Male Age: 19 Personality: Lief is kind and loving, he likes to hold people and help them through their tough times. He has a cold bone towards females of the pack, he doesn't like most of them, since they find its their place to have the men in the pack. He is cool headed in some situations but if it gets to serious, you might as well leave the decisions to someone else. He never threatens anyone unless they really get on his nerves. Bio: Lief was born within the village, raised like the rest with his mother and father, though after his mother died his father changed dramatically. He seemed far off, he never left the house. Lief usally stayed away from his father, scared off what he may do. One night he got to close to his father, and, well his father did something to him no father should ever do to their child. After this he was scarred, but changed, he no longer cared much about love, though his tastes from young girls changed to males. He grew up and left the house, living with one of his close family friends after he grew older so that he was safe from his father, for the rest of his life. Though after awhile he had gotten a job as a hunter/scout. He used his abilities to the best he could. He made a few good friends this way his favorite being the shy timid wolf Koi. This kid was a challenge to befriend but he worked and worked on it, eventually he got through the wolfs outer shield and befriended him. This was one of his favorite friendships, he always stayed by his side when he was able to though work sometimes made this hard. Likes: <3 Anything kind, soft, cuddley <3 Honey out of the jar, or beehive <3 Tea , green tea, since he makes it <3 Cool breezes, it feels good in his fur Dislikes: 3 Bullys, and hatefull peoples 3 Blood shed, unless needed 3 Girls who think they deserve the boys 3 Being pushed around, and told what to do Rank: (HELP X3) Job: Hunter/Scout Skills: Good archery, barrier creation, good at making traps, fast and very very flexable Appearance: Other: He knows how to make arrows on the spot
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Sullen Cuppy Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 2:59 pm
Gaian Name: Sullen Cuppy Character Name: Corbin Legray Race: Werewolf Gender: Male Age: 22 Personality: Corbins best quality is his courage, he will stare down ten enemies in the face without flinching, yet, his courage is tied together with his stubbornness. He is loyal to those who have earned his loyalty and can be a very frightening wolf when provoked, but, dont let the bigness of him scare you, he tends to have a soft heart and ls a lover. Bio: Ever since Corbin was old enough to think of what he wanted to be, it was to be a fighter. His father was one of the best in the village, so, as a youngster corbin was trained to be what he always wanted to be. After his fathers death he joined the fighters as a teen of 13, easily he was taller then most of the older adults and was built like a brick wall. He grew a few more inches over the years and now at 22 he stands at 6 foot 6 and is hulking in size. He wears a piece of fabric his mother once held dear, before she passed when he was younger, around his throat, in hopes to keep his mothers spirit close to him for protection. His weapons (as shown in the picture) were his fathers, made by his very paws. Likes: - music - battle - winter - night - rain Dislikes: - meaningless war - people fearing him - the heat - insects Rank:Fighter/ warrior Job: idk isnt it the same as the rank? lawl Skills: Fighting, stealth, can use many different varieties of weapons, and surprisingly he can sing. Appearance: werewolf form (dont steal my art D : < )human form (sorry its a RL pic. I couldnt find anything else)Other:
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 6:51 pm
Gaian Name: Sullen cuppy Character Name: Aimee Race: Werewolf Gender: Female Age: 19 Personality: Aimee is slightly crazy. She is always full of energy and tends to try to be everywhere at once. She is a caring spirit, easy going and laid back. Bio: Aimee had been an outsider as a young one, found half drowned in the river by a scout when she was little she was accepted instantly into the pack. She soon began healing small animals and talking to things that arent there. It wasn't long the cub came to follow around the Shaman (shika) even though she was slightly terrifying. She helps the old lady in the healing practices, planning on taking over the position of Shaman as soon as the old lady cant do it any longer. Shika is like a motherly figure to Aimee, though she would never tell her that. Likes: : dying her hair crazy colors with berries : : Healing small animals : : children : : talking : : being talked to : Dislikes: : the river : : thunder : : Lightning : Rank: (for werewolves) Shaman apprentice Job: assisting the current Shaman Skills: Healing, communing with the spirit world Appearance: (tekteks are welcome) human formwolf formOther: she has odd colored eyes, from the reflection of her hair. Her natural eye color is a pale, almost white, blue
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Sullen Cuppy Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 1:52 pm
Gaian Name: Darkie the Werepyre Character Name: Koi ("Panther") Race: Werewolf Gender: Male Age: 17 Personality: A very shy young lad, very skittish and easily unnerved, stutters a lot when nervous. He can be cheerful and very loyal to those who earn his friendship and trust, and takes much pride in his cooking, hunting, and skinning skills. He is very humble and down-to-earth, and loves praise and compliments. Bio: Koi has no past memories of his parents, he was an orphan, left alone to fend for himself at a tender age. For most of his life, he has traveled with a band of 7 other orphans, who were ruffians, doing whatever they could to survive in the wild. He looked to them as brothers, as they were mostly boys, the only girl being Kala, who served as a mother figure to them, and helped to keep them calm in times of calamity. For ten years they wandered, living off of the land and sticking together through thick and thin as a pack. But even so, they encountered many hardships along the way. Kala grew very ill, but managed to live through it. Two of Koi's brothers were killed when they were ambushed by a large wildcat, and left Koi with three scars across his muzzle from when it slashed at him, and another died when he came down with a fatal disease. With their numbers thinning, the group tried their best to keep positive, and were soon taken in by the werewolves of a village nearby. There they have lived for three years and counting, having settled in and mingling with the village dwelling wolves. Though they have mellowed out a bit, they still cling to their old ways, and often steal things from other wolves. The remaining brothers of Koi became warriors and scouts, while Kala became a caretaker of the village pups. Even after being here for so long, Koi is still getting used to village life, and is often nervous around other wolves of the village, keeping close to Kala and his brothers. Koi is a scout, and though he spends long times away from the village, he still visits Kala when he goes back. He has not reached out much to make new friends with the village dwellers, but one stood out among them. Koi was not an easy one to befriend, but this wolf, Lief, worked hard and was persistent, managing to break Koi's outer shield that he used to keep most away. Now, Lief is Koi's best friend, and is the only one of the village's wolves that the skittish young scout feels comfortable around. Likes: heart Cooking heart Being among brothers and friends heart Hunting, fishing, and skinning heart Soft, delicate things heart Decorating himself with tattoos and other ornaments heart Sweets (such as candied nuts and sugar cane) heart Stealing (he normally has a legitimate reason for doing so, it's his natural instinct) heart Music and singing (he has a very lovely singing voice) heart Running (he is a very fast runner) Dislikes: scream Fighting (unless it is necessary or out of self-defense) scream His cooking being rudely criticized scream Being beaten scream Some of the bigger wolves (they scare him) scream Being yelled at for no reason scream Being blamed for something he did not do scream Alcoholic beverages (normally drinks water or milk, alcohol is not good for a runner) scream Prissy women (those who think they're better than everyone else and gettin' all in his business, not cool, man, not cool -.- ) Rank: Scout, is also an adept hunter as well, and messenger in case threats are spotted, he is the first to alert the village. Job: Keeping lookout Skills: Cooking, skinning, music, hunting, running, swimming, some geographical knowledge, thievery Appearance: Human Form:  Werewolf Form (unofficial, official pic is under construction): Other: He has a necklace with a lucky charm on the front, this he stole from the Shamanesses hut. He loves the color blue, which is why many of his tattoos and the bird feathers he decorates himself with are blue. He has an excellent response when danger arises, he'll be ready to either run like hell or fight like hell at the drop of a pin. He has a strong nose, and enjoys pleasant scents. He is also adept at bow and arrow, but prefers to use javelins and his sword. His sword:
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 9:10 am
Gaian Name: Jertydo
Character Name: Garth Helmred
Race: Werewolf
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Personality: Quiet but perceptive of the area around him, a hard working man that believes nothing can be accomplished with ease, Brave but won't risk his neck or those he is protecting for anything but the most dire of situations
Bio: Garth was born in the village of Vicus Lupus, his parents always had him working, doing different jobs from caring to the farm animals to his father teaching him some blacksmithing which he would later take up as a profession. His father and mother made him join the local militia at the age of 14. So essentially being the handy man of the village, Garth is also well battle orientied. Both his parents died of a sickness when he was 22 leaving the farm and local blacksmith job to him.
Likes: Work Combat Practice Cool Nights Blacksmithing
Dislikes: Laziness Overly-Hot Days Complaining
Rank: Warrior
Job: Blacksmithing
Skills: Metal Fabrication, Swordsmanship, Archery, Carpentry, Woodworking, Construction
Appearance: (Tried to find a pic with close resemblence, but I am sorry no luck *Sad Faced*) He is about 6' tall and weighing about 170, Well-toned body, and usually wears a white undershirt with brown long pants. He has shortish about eyebrow length, straight, black hair. His eyes are a steel blue, with crystal shape shards of gray and a brighter blue, with a black ring on the outline border. His nose and jaw-line are a very strong and detailed bone structure. Clean-Shaven but his face is always abit darker from the facial hair shadow. A white-line scar tracing from the bridge of his nose to the top of his mouth on the right-side. He has wide shoulders and his left arm is 1" long then his right, but unnoticeable. He is left handed. Large palms and long, strong fingers. All calliused and scarred from years of blacksmithing. His chest and torso area is all flat and well void of any chest hair, well defined muscular area. A scar is traceable on his left pectoral, arrow wound. Leg and feet are also well defined and strong. He has a scar that lines the backside of his calf on his right leg from a farming accident when he was 12. His werewolf appearance is a pelt of grey and black and the same steel blue eyes with crystal shards of grey and bright blue with a black ring on the outside. The white scar on his face is barely noticeable, under the black pelt, but can be easily seen with close inspection.
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