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 Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 5:28 am
Through the dense fog, the Priest could see a nameless figure lying on the ground. In seeing this, something in the Father's heart began to worry him, and he ran to the person who was slumped in a pile on the rode. Upon arrival he saw that the person was wearing something feathery on her their back. He gripped them by the shoulder and discovered that it was a girl, unconscious, and with wings sprouting from her back. Her forehead was bleeding from the temple and she had a wound in her side. In fear and confusion he pulled the injured girl to him and called for help.
A few years later the Father adopted the girl and they moved to the small country of Grey. The country was renowned for it's great education in the healing and mystical arts, and the Father wanted to know more about his daughter's abilities. In the past year she had shown a remarkable ability to heal people and objects and in controlling water, but once she moved to Grey her memory with the Father began to fade and all she could remember was a name, unknown to the father, and her magical abilities.
For the rest of her life she tries to find out who she is and where she came from with the help of her Father. Along the way she finds some complications when some unknown people come to the country of Grey and tell her that they know who she, but who is she really? ...
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 5:49 am
Many clans roam the lands of Ethyrial ((Etheerial, like "a cereal" with a lisp.)) and some countries find themselves in yearly wars; others live peacfully and are not disturbed by most people. Including the human race, there are the halflings, the elves, the dwarfs, the weres, the faeries, and the draconic. These races are all races of the elite, meaning that these races all have certain abilities and such.
Draconic
The draconic race is feared by many races, not only because of their superiority in the magical arts, but also because of their intelligence and strength. People from this race bare dragon wings on their backs and are born with a draconic tatoo along their spine, this tatoo, or skin discoloration, is what their names are based from. This race is an evolved race that many have learned to be wary of.
Humans
The humans, although they may not be as skilled as some other races, or as interesting, they hold the ability to control certain elements. The humans, after many years of descrepancy, were finally accepted as one of the elite.
The lesser races that are open to people are as following:
The Weres- Can turn into one animal at their will.
Halflings- Can call upon nature or animals as allies.
Elves- Are stealthy and great hunters/ thieves. Many elves have the ability to control the moon and water abilities. Few are Day elves that can manipulate the sun's power.
Dwarfs- Are used to cold weather and can manipulate and control the rock elements and the stormy weather.
Faeries- These are the most mystical of the races and they have the ability to enchant and charm people. They have the ability to turn into small winged people to escape certain perdicaments.
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 5:56 am
The many countries include Grey, Mysirac, Cazlen, and Ferisia.
Grey
A small country with an ocean bordering it to the south, a Mountain Range to the North, and dense forest on the East and West.
Mysirac
An island off the coast of Grey that beholds many tropical wonders.
Cazlen
A snowy medieval like country to the North of Grey on the other side of the Mountains.
Ferisia
A country in the forest East of Grey that builds their home in the trees.
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 6:14 am
Sirako places a pile of papers on an old wooden table. It seems to be an application:Quote: Username:
Name:
Race:
Abilities:
Class:
Personality:
Magic:
Weapons:
Hobbies:
Attribute:
Appearance:
History:
Family:
Age:
Sex:
Home:
Alignment:
Other Info: Quote: Username: Sirako
Name: Ako of Grey (Ako for short)
Race: Unknown (Some call her an "Angel")
Abilities: Flying with wings and healing people with a "healing rain" and her "song". Has the abilities to control some elemants around her.
Class:At times she may seem like an Empath and a Healer. Since found by Priest Michal Andrews she has been in training under the Order to be a Priestess.
Personality: Empathic, has a gentle disposition, gracious, altruistic, eleemosynary, humane, openhearted, propitious, compassionate, demure, timid, diffident, diffident, chaste, innocent, and overly modest.
Magic: Able to heal wounds, minor or major; able to create and control "healing rains".
Weapons: A Staff by the name of "Athriel" and a Sword by the name of "Mythenya." She has worn a necklace ever since she could remember, and when she becomes nervous, it grows warm and glows. She has known it to be her charm. [Charm]
Hobbies: Cooking, painting, drawing, sitting on grassy hills reading or sky-gazing (wether it be at clouds or at stars, it does not matter), singing, and playing the ocarina.
Attribute: Mainly water for either healing or destruction, but can use the arts of Fire, Wind, Void, and Earth due to her studies in Grey.
Appearance: [x]
Blue hair (when found was decorated with silverivy leaves, white feathers, and white roses), Glacier Blue eyes, Pale Skin, and White Wings. She looks about eighteen, but knows that there's a distant life that is connected to the life that she must endure under the watchful eye of her father.
History: Does not know much of her past but was found abandoned in an alley by a priest that had just finished his excorsims and was on his way back to the Order. On his way to the Church he came upon a beautiful "Saint", but referred to her as an "Angel." Ever since that night, Ako has lived her life knowing only that her name was "Ako" and that her "Home" was called Grey. Hence her name, Ako of Grey.
Family: A priest by the name of Father Michael Andrews.
Age: She looks about 18.
Sex: Female
Home: It was in a place called Grey, but she now resides in the comfort of Father Andrews' home.
Alignment: True Good
Other info: Hates to worry about herself because she feels as if she's need to repay everyone else for accepting her. She hides her wings, not out of jealousy, but out of fear that people would be disgusted in her. Although Father Andrews had seen her wings, she still hides them from her not knowing that he had seen them when he had first seen her. Although her favourite colours are Merlot Wine Red and Garnet Rose Red, she has a tendancy to dress in white garments and dresses. Quote: Username: thymeast22
Name: Saro
Race: elf
Abilities: good fighter, some control over water and moonlight, archer, skilled at thievery(when she chooses to)(picking locks, pockets, sneaking in and out of places)
Class: ranger (hunter/archer/sneaky woods person(it's the same if you play d&d, Neverwinter Nights, Baulder's gate, Diablo, ect.))
Personality: She's fairly cocky, and couldn't care less about what you think of her. Somewhat flirty, she's generally fun to be around. She's quick to act, and would help people if they needed her to, possibly. When alone or with a few select people, she's much quieter and calmer.
Magic: control over water, some over moonlight(teleport(travel through beams of moonlight)), seems to gain strength from the full moon and weakens somewhat at the new moon, and gains other very meager powers(such as healing and minor enchantments) at the full moon, and blue moon specifically.
Weapons: twin rapiers, longbow, a dagger hidden in each boot.
Hobbies: reading, practicing(any of her abilities), daydreaming, drawing, doing other random solitary things
Attribute:
Appearance: [x]Saro has shoulder length white hair, usually pulled back in a clip, like in the pic. Her eyes are a bright blue, and she generally wears clothing that show off her skinny and curvy figure, tending to wear blues and dark colors, all having pockets to hide things in. She does have the blue flame tatoo shown in the pic on her breast, but she doesn't know where she got it, when, or what it symbolizes.
History: She doesn't remember much about her past, only knowing she's always loved the sea and ships. She thinks her parents were pirates, or at least one of them was. She woke up and found herself on the island two years ago, and had easily adapted to the lifestyle of the people, and was respected by several of the theives, being a capable one herself when she choses to be. She's found herself to be a skilled fighter, and she thinks it's hereditary, or natural, but can't be sure because she only remembers scattered memories from her childhood, most taking place on a ship. She was accused of an assassination attempt and was forced to flee from Mysirac, seeking refuge in Ferisia. Accepted by the people, she's lived there the last year. She hopes to return to Mysirac to find anything out about her family.
Family: None that she knows of.
Age: 18
Sex: female
Home: Mysirac and Ferisia
Alignment: chaotic neutral. (not good or evil, and more likely to disobey because she was told to something.)
Other Info: She keeps to herself, out of habbit when she fled the island. She hides behind a false personality(louder, cocky, all-bow-down-to-me one), only letting herself show with a select few people. Quote: Username: thymeast22
Name: Karik
Race: were (wolf)((so creative, I know))
Abilities: fighter, theif, shapeshift-wolf
Class: ranger
Personality: He seems cold to most, and keeps to himself. He generally doesn't like people, but he will suprise himself, and anyone who knows him, and help someone, but rarely.
Magic: shapeshift-wolf, shadow-related powers
Weapons: thowing knives, longsword
Appearance: Human and Wolf form
History: All that's known is that he knows Saro, any more than that he hasn't told.
Age: 19
Sex: male
Home: Mysirac
Alignment: chaotic neutral.
Other Info: A theif, he knows Saro somehow, but to what lengths he won't say. All that is known is that he's been helping her, somehow. Quote: Username: Sirako
Name: Father Michael Andrews
Race: Were (Ako only knows him to be a Human)
Abilities: Able to change into any bird of his choice.
Class: Excorcist
Personality: Kind, gentle, not known to become angry. Has a gentle tone and touch.
Magic: Able to change into birds and can expel evil spirits and entities.
Weapons: Silver Cross and Silver/Gold Sword
Hobbies: Reading and Cooking.
Attribute: Void
Appearance:
[x]Human Form
[x-2] Rook Form
History: Lived in Cazlen as a young boy, but moved to Grey as the age of 12 to study in Excorsm, as it was in his father's will.
Family: His mother and father died at a young age, and he has no sibling or cousins that he knows of. His only family that he has now is his adopted daughter, Ako.
Age: 22
Sex: Male
Home: Cazlen, but now Grey
Alignment: Nuetral Good
Other Info: He's an open book when it comes to his feelings because he can't seem to hide his emotions. He's grown attached to Ako and often forgets that she is adopted until he remembers that he's too young for her to be his daughter. He's a dense and naive man, for a 22 year old and is sometimes mistaken for a foolhardy teenager. Quote:
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Username:Xindaris
Name:Xidun (pronounced like ZI(I as in eye)-Don)
Race:Werefox
Abilities:Able to change fully or partially (any amount) into a fox at will; gifted in a form of psychic magic associated with making others trust him despite any better judgment
Class:Thief; Trickster; Assassin
Personality:Xidun is extremely friendly, as far as anyone knows. If he doesn't like a person, he doesn't show it immediately; instead he waits until they trust him enough and then robs them blind and/or kills them. He can be lazy without anyone ever noticing, and is generally non-violent in a public situation. He has some good in him, and some sense of a conscience, but his view of right and wrong changes if he feels it's appropriate.
Magic:He channels all magical ability (other than the ability to change form) into a constant invisible aura that makes others trust him.
Weapons:He carries numerous hidden knives and daggers.
Hobbies:He enjoys almost anything that someone he knows does, quite honestly, which is another reason why nobody ever sees him coming when he stabs them in the back.
Attribute razz sychic if anything.
Appearance:Xidun is thin and small and scrawny-looking, with a small bit of extra fat. He usually wears a tan shirt and leather pants in any humanoid form. His weapons are concealed all over his clothes in places that don't even look or feel like pockets. His clothes meld into fur where necessary when he has a tail or shifts to enough of an animal form. His eyes are red, and his hair as well as his fur is a deep red with white at the tips.
History:Xidun usually wanders into a town and stays there for awhile. During that time, after a couple of weeks there are reports of stolen things and murders that don't seem to follow any logical pattern; and then when people begin to expect him, he's gone. Somehow he manages to evade the notice of people who he's known in the past, even if they see him.
Family:It's unknown who Xidun's family is.
Age:55 (appears to be 24 or so)
Sex:Male
Home:Wherever he wanders to
Alignment:Chaotic Neutral
Other Info:[N/A] Quote: Username: thymeast22 Name: Akarni Race: elf Abilities: all things listed in magic, fighter, control over shadow and some over water. Class: assassin, pirate, mage Personality: cold, calculating, evil, sarcastic, mean humor, enjoys suffering to an extent. Magic: various spells(see here for descriptions, doesn't include all. [x]), healing, curses(bestows them) Weapons: the only known ones are longsword, crossbow, daggers, and countless other things that are hidden on his person Attribute: Fire and Void Appearance: [x] He has blue fame on his left cheek that smokes up onto his forehead. History: unknown. he was a pirate, but now participates in the slave trade, kidnapping people to sell into slavery, or keep for his own uses. Family: unknown as of now. Age: unknown, (being elven, it could be centuries), looks around 30ish Sex: male Home: none, wanderer, pirate, so ocean mainly.... Alignment: chaotic evil Other Info: He has the tattoo/brand on his face, the same as Saro's, and has some control over her through it. Whenever he is near, her body reacts, generally becoming nauseous, and it worsens as he gets closer. That's all that's known as of now. Quote: Username: Sirako
Name: Ako (Alternate Ego)
Race: (refer to Ako)
Abilities: Unknown (definately more than Ako)
Class: Unknown
Personality: Unknown
Magic: Unknown
Weapons: (refer to Ako)
Hobbies: Unknown
Attribute: Void, Water, Ice, and Shadow.
Appearance: (refer to Ako)
History: Everything that Ako has experienced, including what she does not remember.
Family: Unknown
Age: Unknown
Sex: Female
Home: Unknown
Alignment: Unknown
Other Info:is responsible for Ako's memory loss. Quote: Username: Sirako
Name: Syanthe
Race: Human
Abilities: Able to control air related elements. Also able to heal people/ creatures on her whim; able to turn into any creature she desires.
Class: Billposter (healer)/ Shapshifter
Personality: Quiet, gentle, and sensitive.
Magic: Able to craete gusts of wind, redirect the air current, and other things relating the winds, even things so severe as creating a tornado if she desired. Able to heal people/ creatures.
Weapons: Dagger and Rapier
Hobbies: Singing and collecting flowers to create healing potions.
Attribute: Air
Appearance: [x][x-2]
History: Was kidnapped by a group of mercenaries for her power and was taught to use her powers effectively by a woman in the group who she considered her mother. She was then reunited with her sister when the mercenaries were on the raid of her village.
Family: Her younger sister.
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Home: Cazlan
Alignment: Nuetral Good
Other Info: Has a younger sister that's more outspoken and follows her. Quote: Username: thymeast22
Name: Zyriaut
Race: Human
Abilities: Able to control and create fire. Is similar to a pyro-technic when it comes to blowing things up, and is able to do anything concerning fire. She is also able to read minds and faces and has the ability of telekinesis.
Class: Pyro-psychic.
Personality: Out-going, carefree, and pyro obsessed.
Magic: Fire, psychics, and telekenesis.
Weapons: Whip and Shurikens
Hobbies: Blowing things up and reading people's minds.
Attribute: Fire and Psychics
Appearance: [x][x-2]
History: Grew up in Cazlan with her parents, but when she was merely six her older sister, Syanthe was kidnapped. In sisterly love, she ran away from hom to pursue the mercernaries that kidnapped her. Zyriaut awoke in the snow, all the snow had melted around her and a mage was sitting on a long, not to far from her. He rose her and taught her the ability of fire and psychics because Zyriaut's wish to find her sister was so great that she was able to persuade the mage to teach her.
Family: Syanthe is now her only family, as her parents had left when she had returned home before pursuing Syanthe.
Age: 13
Sex: Female
Home: Cazlan
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Other Info: Is known to be spontaneous and is easily angered when it comes to people bossing her or her sister around. Quote: Username: Sirako
Name: Skeith
Race: Half-elf
Abilities: Sword-flare and Expulsioning Fire.
Class: Mercenary/ Alchemist
Personality: Out-going but mysterious
Magic: None
Weapons: Enchanted Sword and Enchanted Bow and Arrows.
Hobbies: Reading, Mapping, Scouting, and Writing.
Attribute: None, but studies Fire Alchemy
Appearance:[x]
History: Grew up in Ferisia, but had been traveling with his father all over the world until his father died.
Family: Was his father.
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Home: Ferisia
Alignment: Neutral Good
Other Info: Has an uncanny ability of disappearing... and reappearing. Quote: Username: Sirako
Name: Innis
Race: Half-Elf
Abilities: Tidal blow.
Class: Wavemaster
Personality: Quiet and shy.
Magic: Healing, shooting fire balls, casting
thunder bolts, and blowing gusts of wind.
Weapons: Carries none.
Hobbies: Doing whatever her master Skeith tells
her to.
Attribute: Water, Fire, Thunder, and Wind.
Appearance: [http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m5/Syrrako/RP Pics/deathangel-haya2014.jpg][x]
History: Grew up in Ferisia and was found by
Skeith's father in an alley. Found Skeith later in
life and she decided that she owed him a favor
since his father was no longer alive for her to
repay.
Family: No one, but she considers Skeith as a
brother since they've been together for so long.
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Home: Ferisia
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Other Info: Travels with Skeith. Quote:
Username: Dark_Wolf_Of_Decay
Name: Frosia (( Nickname: Frosty ))
Race: Draconic
Abilities: Flight, Manipulates Ice Into other forms she uses to Defend, Attack, and For almost no reason but pleasure.
Class: Unknown
Personality: Frosia is a bit of a loner and keeps quiet a lot. She can be kind and gentle... When She wants to be... Or she can be raging Mad.
Magic: Ice Manipulation.
Weapons: Ice, A sword that is light blue, and has a cerulean colored hilt.
Hobbies: Creating Nick-nacks out of ice, Aerodynamic Flight
Attribute: Ice
Appearance: White hair that is up in a ponytail, with the bangs hanging down. Deep blue eyes, wings, and her tattoo was an Icy blue. She's quite thin and is about 5'6" and usually wears a small sweater and pants. (( Notes: Hair could refer to Gaia's Terra-Twist. I will Draw her, and will eventually send it))
History: Frosia had lived in the colder areas in Cazlen, That is, Until she discovered her family had all disappeared, she then went out into the unknown, exploring like she'd always wanted.
Family: None.
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Home: Cazlen, But now wherever she wants it to be.
Alignment: Neutral
Other Info: She is a bit shy and tends to be quiet around new people she'd never met beforeQuote: Username: thymeast22
Name: Raen
Race: Faerie
Abilities: spellsong(can be used for many different affects), can fight, shrink like the rest of her race, can hide her wings when full sized. Can aslo use her flute for the spells instead of singing.
Class: bladesinger (can fight and uses song for spells)
Personality: Obediant and quiet, she only does as she's told or asked and has a very soft voice. She tries not to be noticed, and is very good at staying hiden and out of sight.
Magic: change size, hide wings, songs
Weapons: she carries a longsword and a dagger.
Hobbies: singing, playing her flute(it doesn't have the beads) or drawing when she has a chance.
Attribute: air
Appearance: Raen
History: As a child, she was captured by a sorceress and held captive until she finally agreed to serve the witch. She disobeyed when commanded to enchant a city to jump over a cliff, and was cursed by the sorceress to always do whatever someone told her to. After escaping, she was captured as a slave by the merchants who kidnapped Syanthe and was later bound to Syanthe(explained later).
Family: none
Age: 100, still young for a faery and looks to be around 18 or so
Sex: female
Home: none
Alignment: chaotic nuetral
Other Info: She was cursed when she was little so that she must do whatever someone tells her to do, no matter what it is becuase she disobeyed a sorceress. Syanthe found her and she was later bound to Syanthe. She must obey, more than she would anyone else, and cannot harm her mistress or sister. She can't charm, enchant, or plot against her mistress and must do what she's told or else the magic will slowly kill her until she does as she's supposed to or stops what she had been doing.A thin metal band around her neck is the source of the magic, and she cannot remove it or dispel the magic on it. Quote: Username:Xindaris
Name: Jareth
Race:Faerie/Werewolf
Abilities:Capable of a small winged humanoid form, a full human and werewolf form, and several in between the last two. He can fight quite well using werewolf claws.
Class:Approximately a Mage/Fighter, but much more of the former.
Personality:Somewhat hyper and jumpy; very intelligent and ridiculously experienced. Sometimes he has trouble remembering specific things, having seen as much as he has.
Magic:Various different spells ((often DND style)), the ability to change form (see abilities), and several hypnotically related spells (such as to charm, artificially befriend, or put one into a trance)
Weapons:Fists or claws, but usually magic.
Hobbies:Writes often in a journal full of odd bits of information. It never seems to run out of pages, probably because it's enchanted.
Attribute:Air, Holy, Fire, Mind (incapable of and weak to dark/demonic magic in particular)
Appearance:Normal Form:Short and somewhat slender, but stronger than a typical Faerie. ears that look like a smaller version elf ears and his skin appears to have a light blue sapphire embedded in his forehead. He has eyes and hair the same color as the sapphire. He wears a loose shirt and baggy slacks, and over that a light gray cloak with one or two bags of holding as pockets, meaning that they carry a lot of stuff in them (such as spell books and components).
Full Werewolf Form:Not actually much larger than his normal form; wears the same clothes. A sewed-in hole appears by magic in his robe and pants for the tail; he has the same color fur as his hair in normal form and the jewel remains in place.
Small Form:Basically a miniature version of his normal form, but with wings. Not much else to note about it.
History:He's an oddball wanderer and researcher. He helps when he can. At some point in his life, he was bit by a werewolf, but he holds up to it pretty well.
Family:Unknown
Age:500 or so; appears to be around twenty.
Sex:Male
Home:Nowhere; everywhere. All the same to him.
Alignment:Chaotic Good
Other Info:N/A Quote: Username: Silent-Kiwi
Name: Chyenne Kuscen
Race: Halfing
Abilities: Shadow-shifting, shadow-flame creation, shade-travel
Class: Wanderer
Personality: When the fancy takes her Kuscen can be energetic, outgoing, and eager... maybe even desperate to make friends with everyone. Without the fancy Kuscen is withdrawn and sometimes even hostile.
Magic: Shadow-shifting: drains her, but if she wants to she can steal the shadow of an animal or person and become a black replica. Shadow-flame creation: she can summon up generally weak but sometimes useful balls of dark-fire. Shade-travel: she can turn into a shadow and move about the earth at high speed, it can also be draining if she takes too much or someone else with her.
Weapons: Shadow-flames, shadow-shifts, or if she needs to defend herself whatever's in reach
Hobbies: Day-dreaming, walking aimlessly about, being of no use to society and not even part of any society for long.
Attribute: Shadow, Earth, Void
Appearance: Kuscen has long dark hair, eyes, and fairly pale skin. There is a mark on her chest that she tattooed onto herself when she figured out her connection to shadows.
History: Kuscen has always preferred to be called by her last name, since it is more of an identity to her than anything else. In general she can be a little creepy and annoying, so she keeps on the move so if she ever makes friends she doesn't have to lose them... preferrably there's no time to make friends at all.
Family: Kuscen never was aware parents existed until she saw a pair in a village and was abandoned by her brother at age 7 when he was killed for the cloth on his back.
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Home: Nowhere and Everywhere
Alignment: None.
Other Info: Though she's usually a nice girl, sometimes Kuscen will do what it takes to get what she wants... having no real skills, she sometimes cannot earn enough for what she needs.
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 6:15 am
~{Saved Post}~
~{All names copyright by Arcanum Alchemist Inc.}~
Descriptions of Races are also copyrighted along with the countries' descriptions.
Copyrighted names are as follows:
Ako
Athriel
Mythenya
Grey
Cazlen
Ferisia
Mysirac
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 6:21 am
Ako sits down next to the desk and leans her head against it. She draws her knees close and zones out at she stares out the window at the sunrise.
"Today is going to be a long day..." she sighed.
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 9:05 am
In fear that no one would arrive Ako swung her coat on and walked into the chilling wind. Looking up to the sky she saw overcast clouds and birds beginning to migrate. She shuffled down the ruffled leaf covered road. The cobblestones glowed under the pale reds of the autumn leaves.
"I wonder if anyone's going to come anytime soon..." She pondered aloud.
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 10:26 am
As the wind blew through her hair she sniffed the air and smelled the scent of wet grass and crinkled leaves. She loved the smell and would often go on walks during the evening when the moon glowed contentedly through the rain soaked clouds. She kicked her leaves through the leaves as they blew around her ankles and shins. Smiling as the rising sun heated her face she held her hand in front of her eyes to get a better sight of the migrating birds. She didn't see one bird in the sky or in the trees.
"That's weird..." she murmered, frowning in dismay.
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 2:49 pm
She shuffled her feet warily through the crinkled leaves of Autumn, and the pale glow from the red-orange leaves glistened on her white stockings that went up to her mid-thigh. Her bangs blew in the wind and she pushed her hair back behind her ear. She smiled as she scented the apple-cinnamon pies mixing in with the damp leaves of fall. In content with the world, she looked up and watched clouds as she stepped into the doorway of her home. Before turning the key to unlock the door, she took one last look of the beautiful city of Grey. She began to worry that a war was coming. Because there was only one reason for the birds not appearing in the migratory flocks at this time of the year.
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 5:35 pm
((YAY!!!! SIRAKO!!! *grabs her friends hands and starts dancing around, pausing to hug her* yay!!! I can join!!!! Since I actually know you, i can join! yay!!! *throws mini party for 2 whole seconds* and yes, to anyone who might be reading this, i am absoluty insane... sweatdrop )) Is this alright as a profile? Username: thymeast22 Name: Saro Race: elf Abilities: good fighter, some control over water and moonlight, archer, skilled at thievery(when she chooses to)(picking locks, pockets, sneaking in and out of places) Class: ranger (hunter/archer/sneaky woods person(it's the same if you play d&d, Neverwinter Nights, Baulder's gate, Diablo, ect.)) Personality: She's fairly cocky, and couldn't care less about what you think of her. Somewhat flirty, she's generally fun to be around. She's quick to act, and would help people if they needed her to, possibly. When alone or with a few select people, she's much quieter and calmer. Magic: control over water, some over moonlight(teleport(travel through beams of moonlight)), seems to gain strength from the full moon and weakens somewhat at the new moon, and gains other very meager powers(such as healing and minor enchantments) at the full moon, and blue moon specifically. Weapons: twin rapiers, longbow, a dagger hidden in each boot. Hobbies: reading, practicing(any of her abilities), daydreaming, drawing, doing other random solitary things Attribute: Appearance: [x]Saro has shoulder length white hair, usually pulled back in a clip, like in the pic. Her eyes are a bright blue, and she generally wears clothing that show off her skinny and curvy figure, tending to wear blues and dark colors, all having pockets to hide things in. She does have the blue flame tatoo shown in the pic on her breast, but she doesn't know where she got it, when, or what it symbolizes. History: She doesn't remember much about her past, only knowing she's always loved the sea and ships. She thinks her parents were pirates, or at least one of them was. She woke up and found herself on the island two years ago, and had easily adapted to the lifestyle of the people, and was respected by several of the theives, being a capable one herself when she choses to be. She's found herself to be a skilled fighter, and she thinks it's hereditary, or natural, but can't be sure because she only remembers scattered memories from her childhood, most taking place on a ship. She was accused of an assassination attempt and was forced to flee from Mysirac, seeking refuge in Ferisia. Accepted by the people, she's lived there the last year. She hopes to return to Mysirac to find anything out about her family. Family: None that she knows of. Age: 18 Sex: female Home: Mysirac and Ferisia Alignment: chaotic neutral. (not good or evil, and more likely to disobey because she was told to something.) Other Info: She keeps to herself, out of habbit when she fled the island. She hides behind a false personality(louder, cocky, all-bow-down-to-me one), only letting herself show with a select few people.
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 6:24 pm
Nods with finallity and adds, "Yep! That's awesome Thy-... Err... Saro!" She smiled, trying to cover up her mistake.
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 6:34 pm
Before Ako could turn the key, she saw the stranger and pulled the key from door, stuffing it deep into her front pant pocket. Timidly, she walked up to the stranger and smiled.
"Hello!"she greeted, "Are you new here?
For some reason, Ako didn't expect an answer.
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 6:48 pm
((I'm assuming that's me.... and i don't care what you call me, Saro in the rp, me elsewhere i guess......))
Shocked out of her musing, she glanced up to the girl. "You can tell?" she asked, a faint smile on her lips. She made no move to introduce herself, that'd only led to trouble in other places. Her voice carried a faint accent, probably from Mysirac, or some other smaller island.
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