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 Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 11:16 pm
This is what I just put together for Avery so I'm putting it here so I don't lose it. 4laugh Jenannen Vilhelmina You should give me some refs of him! >w<  I don't have any yet.
I haven't even managed to capture him in an avatar edit yet. sweatdrop
I still haven't gotten a good look at his face though, which frustrates me. I think part of the problem is that when I pull back from this scene I see Sentelle standing there resting against a tree watching him. I seem to have only managed to get a glimpse of him through her eyes. And thus far the only view of him she has given me is perfection through tear-stained memories. *sigh*
There was something in your "Son of a Duke" picture that reminded me of Avery. I think the jawline and the lips... and the hair acros the face. Something about your "Ice" picture too... though on that one I have a harder time saying what. Possibly the warm brown eyes.
Eyes and hair are bown, skin light, but torwards browns rather than pinks if that makes any sense. Sen only ever saw the gentle Avery, or at least only remembers the gentle warm avery. He was a rogue by D&D classing.
Sentelle started out as a D&D character I had to give a past to. Avery was part of that past Now I RP with Sen here on Gaia, though not recently.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 12:14 am
A post in my quest thread:
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 1:36 pm
OOC2 Entry Form: Entry by Jenannen  Avery Ne'Havareruil (nay-HA-var-ee-rool)
Last name roughly translated means “path of the wild rose”Age: approximately 165 (young adult with the typical ageless appearance of elves)Sex: MaleRace: Elf Class: Rogue World Setting: Fantasy. All of my recent OCs have their roots in D&D, though Avery started as a background character in a different character’s history.Strengths: Agility, Diplomacy, Knowledge of History, Loyalty (once it’s earned), skilled swordsmanWeaknesses: Sentelle, Rare artifacts, Curiosity, Doing things just to see if he can (though he has no weakness for dares)About AveryAvery is the second son and third child of house Ne'Havareruil (ruling royalty). His mother, a wizard, has a penchant for research which she has passed on to Avery. His passion, however, is not magic but rather history and artifacts. He’ll all too gladly share his knowledge with anyone willing to listen, but he has no gift for recital and to his disappointment others often quickly lose interest.
It is his passion for artifacts that lured him to learn such skills as picking locks, trap finding, and disabling traps. It was his teacher’s encouragement coupled with his own fondness of pushing his limits that brought about his skill in picking pockets. He never was comfortable taking from those less fortunate, so those whose purses he lifted would be compensated with a new animal or object worth no less than twice what he had taken. This take and give has become a game to Avery; though he won’t admit it as such.
Aeth’eeru (ayth-AY-roo) “Gilded Thorn” is the nickname given to him by his lifelong friend Eelaqacias (el-uh-KAY-shus) and it has stuck with him in the form of his rogue name. To those not fluent in Elven he is happy to be known simply as Thorn.
His royal lineage has marked him with a magical tattoo that even his ring of disguise cannot alter. A wild rose that winds its way up his arm in response to magic, with the ability to absorb magic at a cost to him.DeathThe sensation of thorns piercing flesh was agonizing. Avery had never before absorbed such a powerful spell. The impression of branches constrictively winding their way up his arm pressing the thorns deeper was enough to steal his attention from the battle he was already tiring from.
The impact of the dragon’s claw was enough to send Avery flying across the room. He hit the wall with a thud and dropped like a rag doll to the ground. Eelaqacias roared in anger as adrenaline fueled his ability to reach his friend and prince. Scooping Avery up he sounded the retreat.
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“I’m sorry my lady.” Eelaqacias said as he placed a hand on Sentelle’s shoulder. “I’m quite certain I am not allowed to speak to you of this, but I’m even more certain that Avery would wish for you to know the truth of his death. Intelligence discovered that Ka’mahre had obtained an orb of dragonkind. Avery was charged with the retrieval of this orb. It pained him greatly to leave you so close to your potential birthing date, but honor would not allow him to neglect his responsibilities to his family and people.
“To our shock and dismay Ka’mahre not only had the Grand Orb of Dragonkind but an ancient gold dragon and a phylactery. The phylactery has been destroyed, but the orb remains in his possession.”
Sentelle managed a soft “So...?” as she kept her back coldly erect.
“We think he intended to create a dracolich,” Eelaqacias elaborated.FateDeath in mortality was Avery’s fate; however it was not his end. Avery becomes Sentelle’s Guardian Angel.Sentelle RP Excerpt: As Letalus pounded on the door Avery set a holy barrier in place. For all it mattered Letalus could pound the door in, yet entrance to this room would be barred. When Sentelle woke in the morning he would have to leave and the barrier would dissipate, but for this night he would insure her safety and secure her a good night's rest.
As Avery lifted Sentelle gently off the ground it saddened him to think that while he could touch her she would never feel him, no matter how firm or delicate his touch. He thought over the years he'd spent, in life, teaching her to react to his lightest touch, but that was then. Now she would never react to his touch again; those were the terms of his being allowed to guard her.
He laid her gently down on the bed and softly tucked her under the covers. He took comfort in his ability to keep her safe. To carry her though the times when, he feared, she felt most alone. He sat on the bed next to her and brushed her hair from her face before bending over and softly kissing her on the cheek. Part of him yearned for the next time she would need him. Part of him wished for her to be able to move on in life and leave him behind.
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 12:16 am
  My newest art. *squee*
Sharm and I dind't have time to get to all the details of his clothing, but I'm so excited about what I do have now!
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 1:32 am
pwned by Jenannen Sticking this here for now.
I don't even know what to put him in for sure, he's been driving me nuts.
He has a full-arm cloth glove to cover up the tattoo on his left arm.
The kind that loops around the middle finger and covers the hand in a kind of V-shape.
Layered above that is some kind of leather armor.
Also over the loop of the glove is where he wears his ring of disguise, just a simple metal band.
He's got a chainmaille shirt and some more leather armor.
Armor would be elven make and probably nature-themed.
This would be his rogue attire and not his noble attire...
See, I'm so helpful. /sarcasm
Oi, I need to figure out colors too...
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 1:47 am
A candid conversation with his creator
OOC2 Round one entry: Entry by Jenannen “Avery,” I called.
“Yes, my lady,” he replied graciously.
“I’ve more questions for you, these more personal than the last and more difficult for us both. I’ve pondered many ways for you to answer these questions, but it seems a personal conversation between you and your creator will yield the best results.”
“It seems, my lady,” he said with his characteristic half grin, “that not unlike yourself you have created within me difficulties in opening up completely even to those I most love and trust.”
I smiled sadly and nodded. “It appears there are parallels in our character, yes.”
“What is your deepest fear?”
Amidst my thoughts his reply echoed. “I do yet fear that Sentelle will discover that our betrothal was real and not merely a ruse for a speedy wedding. I was old enough at its arrangement to understand the implications of a political marriage; my only request was that I be allowed to court her without that obligation overshadowing our relationship.”
“Then that is what you most fear?”
“No my lady, it does not seem so, merely a fear that is deep-set.” He bowed his head in thought for a moment, before speaking again, “I fear that I will not be there for a loved one when I am needed.”
“Then that is your deepest fear?” I asked.
Silence preceded a hesitant: “Self-sacrifice is easy.”
“So it is having to sacrifice one you love which you most fear?”
With a tightness in my chest Avery nodded.
“What is your greatest regret?”
“I do not dwell on the past, as you have allowed Sentelle to do, my lady, but that does not free me from regret.”
“No it does not.” I agreed. No more of an answer was readily forthcoming. I prodded; “Do you regret letting Nayadin live?”
Brash anger did not flood his senses as it had when he first discovered Nayadin’s rape of Sentelle, but the topic clearly made him uncomfortable. “I do not,” he finally replied quietly, “Killing Nayadin would not have undone the pain he caused Sentelle, it would not have changed the resultant pregnancy...” he trailed off before looking up at me sadly, “And I believe it would have pained Sentelle for me to have taken Nayadin’s life.”
“Then what is your greatest regret?”
“Sehira,” he stated reverently. “She’s the reason I became a rogue you know? Having read about, and studied it, I set forth to recover [artifact]. I put together an adventuring party, standard fare: Sehira, the rogue; [Wizard], the wizard; [Fighter], the fighter; and [Another]. I had skill with my sword, but no other qualification to be an adventurer yet I insisted on accompanying the party—folly of youth and curiosity. A request indulged because of this,” he said distastefully displaying his wild rose tattoo, “proof of my royal lineage. Sehira was working on disarming a particularly difficult trap when I...”
“Yes?” I urged.
“You haven’t written that story yet.”
“Still, you’re usually the one who gives me those answers.”
“Well then, perhaps we’ve more to discuss than you’d intended,” He chuckled. “I remember her name, and the name of all those who’ve died in my service,” he replied sadly, “Even when you haven’t given them,” he emphasized my responsibility.
“I apologize.”
“What is your biggest unrealized dream or goal?”
“Sex.” Avery answered simply and eagerly. “That’s the easiest, and yet most complicated question for you isn’t it?” He replied mocking me.
“Yes Avery, it is.” I agreed. “As I have separated my view of you, from that of Sentelle’s view of you, that is one thing that you have made abundantly clear!” I laughed. “While Sentelle and I have romanticized your respect for her you have let me know of the... uhm... difficulties which have arisen in your efforts to show her such respect.” It was my turn to mock now.
Avery glared at me unamused.
“Testosterone aside Avery, it seems to me that it is not merely the lack of an intimate physical relationship which plagues you, I believe it goes deeper than that. I think it’s the holes in your relationship, the things that are lacking or incomplete. You’ve already ceded a fear of Sentelle finding out about the betrothal.” I said pointedly. “I think it is that your relationship with her is not what you would like for it to be.”
“No, I’m pretty sure it’s just sex, and you’re trying to make it too complicated.”
I glared at him.
“This stays between us!” he said threateningly, “but yes, it is about more than just sex.”
“What is your place in society?”
“Second son and third child of house Ne'Havareruil.” Avery answered as if that explained it all.
“And how your subjects feel about you is my domain?”
Avery nodded.
“In general you are beloved and well respected. You know why?”
With a twinkle in his eye Avery offered me his charming half grin, as he made a show of examining his hands, “I’ve never been afraid to get my hands dirty,” he laughed. More seriously he added, “I like working with my people, not that I’ve any skill in most of their trades,” he smiled.
He continued on, “I’ve never let my title define me. Additionally, I view leadership as a responsibility, not as a privilege; thankfully a view my family shares. Though my brother chides me for my desire to please everyone; ‘The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few,’ he says.”
“And what of Aeth’eeru, what is his place in society?”
Avery laughed heartily, “Do we really have to go there?”
I nodded.
“Aeth’eeru’s good enough at what he does to keep himself out of trouble with the local guild. His ability to find out about, and retrieve, treasures keeps him from being questioned too closely. There are those who whisper he’s too “soft,” but he’s not the only member who prefers intrigue to brutality, and his talents in that area are recognized as formidable.” Avery shrugged.
“What is your moral standard?”
“Chaotic Good,” Avery smirked.
“Meaning?” I asked glancing at him with mock sternness.
“Meaning laws fall into a hazy gray area when they conflict with what I view to be good and right,” he laughed. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m generally a law-abiding citizen because I see the good in the laws of my people, but I don’t obey them simply because they are the laws. Furthermore, I’ve never liked being told what to do, and growing up that got me into trouble more than once, ask Eelaqacias,” he chuckled.
“You asked me earlier about Nayadin,” Avery sighed briefly before continuing, “beyond, or perhaps at the core of, the reasons I’ve already given I didn’t kill him because inherently I believe that murder is an act of evil.”
“So how do you reconcile that with killing kobolds, goblins, lycanthropes, vampires... I could go on you know?”
“That’s a necessary evil,” he joked.
“What is your greatest triumph?”
A smile warmed Avery’s countenance as he basked in a memory.Sentelle turned on her heels and glared at Avery as she held her hand out palm up, "Give me back my necklace."
Avery grinned and dropped the chain to dangle in front of her."You see, I told you you could do it."
Shock washed over Sentelle's face as she realized what she had just done. Excitement quickly replaced shock and she threw her arms around Avery's neck. "I did it." She exclaimed with a giggle.
"Yes, you did." Avery replied returning her embrace. After turning her in a circle he set her back down and held her at arm’s length, his expression grew serious, "Though you did not notice in time to prevent me from taking your necklace that you noticed I had is wonderful!” his expression returned to affectionate approval.“It took years of practice for my touch to be so light, and my fingers so nimble. Yet that triumph was not so great as sharing in Sen’s triumph,” he mused. “It took years of lifting her things, of brushing her skin with an almost not there touch...” he cooed, trailing off lost in the memories.
“How do you view yourself?”
Avery rolled his eyes at this question “Is this where I tell you I think I’m too tall at 6’2” and I don’t like my rectangular eyes?” he asked in his best falsetto.
“Yeah, something like that,” I laughed.
“I’m comfortable with who I am,” he replied casually. “My life is worth, comparatively to any other, no more for being born royal, nor is it worth less for following a rogue’s path. I love that I love my people, and that they in turn love me. I love that I respect Sentelle enough to give her the space that she needs, but I hate that it’s intolerably frustrating at the same time. I’ll be the first to admit that I’m not perfect, and I’m glad my little venture to Serendipity is helping you to see that too.”
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 11:57 pm
This is one of my best days ever!It was on March 14,2008!Our teacher said that we had to run a very big course named Cezar Stadium!It is about 3 and 1/2 blocks!We had to run 4 times around it and under 11 minutes and 30 seconds!so we split our class(30 students)into 5 or 6 groups!So the first group had like 5 or 6 students in it!Some other 6 or 5 people had to time them!The first group people were Lisa,Kevin C.,Anthony,Claudia,and i forgot the other 2 people!When they were done,some people passed!Some almost failed!Or some failed!
I ran in the third group!We started out slowly!We passed one lap!Everyone was doing fine!But in the second lap!Chloe was the person who was with me from the first lap then,she steped in a small puddle!She slowed down!Her shoe was wet!A.J. was the slowest(boy)in the group!I pasted him on the 4th lap!It seemed like he was going to die!The other 2 people were ok(Carol and Vivian)!When i was on the last lap,i was so tired!When i was done i fell down !I triped by acceident!My time was 9 minutes and 50 seconds!A.J. failed!His time was really bad!
The other groups finished!It took the whole day!The fastest was Philip 9 minutes and 25 seconds!Victoria Y. was 9 minutes and 35 seconds!Then Kevin L. and Aaron Joy were timed the same time and it was 9 minutes and 47 seconds!Then me, 9 minutes and 50 seconds!The lowest score was 16 minutes and 45 seconds!It was Maggie!She is fat so she is surpose to be like that!Well that is it!This is my first time writing in my journal ok!Bye! :big:
The people who play Gaia in my class!
1.Is me!^^
2.Lisa-Kamichacococha123
3.Kevin C.-Naruto_Striker24
4.Chloe-Littlecoki
5.Carol-MimiMochii
6.Victoria-AvgelVicky9(she doesn't go on anymore she plays maplestory)
7.Claudia-Plush575
8.Kevin L.-Kakashi_boy7
9.Katy-Mimichoca123
10.Michelle-Chinagirl322
11.AJ-Ninja Guy22
Try these all and u can see all my friends ok bye! :XD
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