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Date Posted: 16:11:16 09/26/05 Mon
Author: Aidenny
Subject: forgotten but not gone...

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Name: Aidenny

Age: Forgotten...roughly around seventeen to twenty

Gender: Female

Appearence: Long black hair with a few brown streaks, usually tied back. Eyes change from dark blue to grey and are framed by long black lashes. Pale skin and slender lips, wears a black robe that reveals her tatoo of a moon and three stars, the secret sign of the wicca. When seen, though this is rare, she often has a black raven on her shoulder.

Class level: Commoner

Profession: Makes cheap remedies, such as pain reliever or tonics for the poor and needy, though she is by no means a medicine woman. Theif when in great need.

Age in real life: 14

Sample of RP: Aidenny put out the fire, it had begun to turn purple, and she didn't have enough concentration to put it right again. Wengar rustled his feathers on the perch, agitated at having to stay awake for so long. The hedgewitch stood and looked around the cave that was her home in the flickering candlelight. It was small but comfortable, and hidden by a thundering waterfall. Within was a firepit, a pile of rugs and blankets that served as a bed and several shelves holding ingredients and books. Dried herbs, feathers, beads and charms hung from the ceiling. She walked over to the mirror, looking at her black hair with brown streaks at ramdom. She just wished it would decide where the hell it wanted to be. Aidenny pulled the covers up to her chin and dreamed, drifting off to lands with colors that had no names and mysterious music played, where memories spoke and trees sang.

Personality: Bold, but introverted around others...she wouldn't want anyone to hang her for her Wiccan practices. Was abandoned on the streets as a child, has no recollection of her past, the only family she knew was the band of theives she grew up with.

Beware: The Monkey Village is a dangerous place to be in the dark....

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P.S. -- Aidenny, 18:44:32 09/26/05 Mon
- Re: P.S. -- EL4, 21:20:54 09/26/05 Mon
  - Re: P.S. -- EL3, 20:08:10 09/27/05 Tue