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.Call me. Verria
.Color Me. sandy brown fleash 'o human 'n red tresses 'o
human
.Age Me. 17 summers
.Sex Me. Nina
.Clasify Me. human-cat clan
.the fatel embarkment.
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... Aqueous maiden ghosts unto desolate realm, mythic beauty timeless, waves dancing in bowing t'she, tiny cat hovering close to body, digits carress smooth cobra 'o ride. misty indents lazing wit' quaint scene, riding on t'ward the town, mocking laugh echoing behind, dreamlike motion cradeling beauty. ... x Statistics~ Title~Nyneve Form~ Goddess like form, unknown truely, elf would be closest Portrait~  |
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... Aqueous maiden ghosts unto desolate realm, mythic beauty timeless, waves dancing in bowing t'she, tiny cat hovering close to body, digits carress smooth cobra 'o ride. misty indents lazing wit' quaint scene, riding on t'ward the town, mocking laugh echoing behind, dreamlike motion cradeling beauty. ... x Statistics~ Title~Nyneve Form~ Goddess like form, unknown truely, elf would be closest Portrait~ |
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[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Type: elf Age:25 hair color: Brown Personality: Loves horses. Very smart, doesn't like to hurt things, knowlegdable about horses. History: Both parents died when she was 10. Adopted by a horse trader.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Type: elf Age:25 hair color: red Personality: love horses, kind, very wise for her age. History: Is the daughter of a princess and a horse trader. She grew up with her father the horse trader.
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[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] The slender beautiful woman walks gingerly into the room. Stringy black her floats around her shoulders. Bright
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Enters- A tall very muscular figure can be seen heading down the road towards An'kor. Once he moves into the light you can see that he is a mear child, maybe the age of 22. His light brown tunic is cover in a light leather armor.His legs are covered by cloth held on by leather straps. Hes arms bear tattoos of a diffent origin. His bright Blue eyes shine as he looks towards the city. A long sword is sheathed on his back and he begins a sprint towards the city. As he slowly steps into the city he begins to wander the streets. Height-5'11' Weight-120 lbs. Eyes- Bright Icey Blue Hair- sandy blonde with bangs, and black tips race- human History- he is a decendent of a clan of blue dragon worshipers, in dragon wars they would be called to fight for the dragons. Hobbies- Poetry, cooking, and swordplay Dislikes- Nosey people, over confident people (even though he himself is one), womanizers, and slobs. Tendecies- picking fights, hitting on a girl, sharpening his sword.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] You see, out of the darkest shadows of the forest to the north, a figure hooded in black stepping into An'kor. As he steps into the city lights around him dim. He is an elven Magi and sorcerer of great power. A cold chill surrounds him and an aura of darkness and mystery engulf him. He seems to be walking to the North road, obviously searching for something, or someone.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] { Elven maiden ingressed 'pon the premises of An'Kor. Pale eyes observed her surroundings with caution. She did not trust nor did she befriend. Her essence blended with nature as she walked - an authentic mage of the elements. She could transform her robes and locks to unify herself with the environment. Cloaked in the emerald silk of the forest flora; she began her journey to the city of An'Kor. } Blessed: Alaina {means Fair One} Race: Elven Summers: 200 {20 human years} http://www.jonathonart.com/vale-x.jpg
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] You see a dark figure stride forth from the shadows. He is an Elvish drow in a hooded cloak of great value, Clasped by a design of two hawk intertwined by a gold inlay. His boots are of elvish design and soft leather. His pants are almost skin tight also leather .Through his cloak his armor is visible, it is very generic studded leather . He has no visible weapons. He pulls back the hood of his cloak, revealing his long White hair, and pointed ears. He surveys the area, returns his hood, and heads into An'kor city. Race: Elf (Drow) Height: 6'4" Age: 145 Weight: 132 Personality: Dark, and Quiet, keeps to him self. History: unknown
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A little wealthy looking halfling walks into An'kor, he looks around and mutters under his breath and walks from shop to shop looking around. You see he is in colorful clothing and a leather belt with five pouches, he looks like a mage with the saff that he is carrining. As he walks down the street he puts his hand in one of his five pouches and pulls out som gold pieces and walks into the bar Age:27 in humen years Race:halfling class:mage
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A little wealthy looking halfling walks into An'kor, he looks around and mutters under his breath and walks from shop to shop looking around. You see he is in colorful clothing and a leather belt with five pouches, he looks like a mage with the saff that he is carrining. As he walks down the street he puts his hand in one of his five pouches and pulls out som gold pieces and walks into the bar Age:27 in humen years Race:halfling class:mage spells:Fire ball, Lighting strike, blizzard storm, healing wind, mist, and poison.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] You see a strangly acting man walk into an'kor, he is clothed in a normal travelers outfit(A shirt, a pair of worn pants, a heavy belt with various pouches, a jacket, a robe, and hiking boots), he has a lute straped on his back and a longsword in his belt. All that he owns looks cheap exept for his lute, and his ale that takes up more than half of his belt, and maybe half of his backpack. His sword looks like a normal longsword, and his pouches that are not filled with ale are filled with trail rations, gold coins, tent spikes, flint and steel, and other various items. This young half-elven bard falls to the ground, he looks like he is out cold. those who walk near him smell a strong smell of alchohol. You take one last glance at this drunken bard. His face is more slender than a human but not of an elf, like any other half-elf. His long brown hair in a mess all over his face. After long time you see his semi-almond shaped eyes suddenly open. He gets up and looks around bluntly, then shrugges and takes out a small flask and stares in amazement. He then puts it back and straightens up. He walks off into the direction of an'kor city. Name: Eldric Hollimion Age: 30 for a human Race: Half-elf Height: 6' Weight: 130 lbs. Personality: He loves to have fun and tries to make everything fun. He loves a good song and a mug(or keg) of good ale. He tries not to get drunk often but sometimes likes ale a bit to much.(he is the fool) History: He had a hard life as a child. He worked on a poor farm with a sister, mother , and father, always striving for even a copper piece. Later he came back to his home from a time spent with his realatives and found his farm (and the rest of the small villige) pilleged by a band of orcs. This started his drinking which grew a little as he aged. He neaded money so he started adventuring and found himself here.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A catlike young woman gazes around her, her green eyes like little lights, at her side is a tall handsom stallion named Nephemai, on his back, clutching the saddle horn despratly is a small girl with a smudged face, a long tattered cloak covers her body and the hood hides her red hair, on her lap is a tiny black puppy named Benny. Nepheteris stats Name+Nepheteri Age+Seventeen Specis+Cat/human/elf Apearence+Very tall, catlike ears, a cats tail, cat paws, cat teeth, long red hair, a sward rest on her hip and a bow and a quiver of arrows are strapped to her back. Peronality+A warrior, has speed, strength, intelegence, honor and courage. The childs stats Name+Mouse Age+five or six Apearence+Small, tattered clothes, short red hair, carries a small dagger, that she was given to from Nepheteri. Specis+Elf Peronality+Always has fear in her large black eyes, fast for a five year old, smart. Bennys stats Name+Benny Age+two years Apearence+Basicly the same as Mouse, small, dirty, always fear in his eyes. Specis+Dog Personality+Fast, smart, the same as Mouse. Nephemais stats Name+Nephemai Age+Four years Apearence+Tall, handsom, muscular, black. Specis+Horse/Friesian Personality+Strong, fast, smart, a warrior, has ho or and courage.
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``~+-*A young lady pads onto the cobblestone street, her paws make no sound exept for the scratching of her claws, her delicate catlike ears swivel as new sounds are heard. At her side is a tall handsome stallion, a tiny girl sits on his back, her large black eyes wide with fear, on her lap is a small black puupy, he also is afraid, the little girl clutches onto the saddle horn, her tattered cloak covers her body and a hood hides her dirty red hair. Nepheteri had given the girl a small dager and a sword hilt to carrie it in. Nepheteris stats Name+Nefeteri Age+ seventeen Specis+Human/Cat/Elf Personality+Is a warrior,has,speed,intelegence,strength,skill,courage,and honor. History+She can remember nothing of her childhood, even though she is not yet an adult. Apearence+Short shirt, long pants, long black hair, sharp catlike teeth, long catlike tail, sharp claws on paws. The childs stats Name+Nefeteri calls her Mouse, she knows nothing of her real name or if she ever had one. Age+ Five or six years. Specis+Elf Personality+She has been alone most of her life, making her always afraid, always in the shadows, though she is more than willing to use her dagger. She is exeptionly fast for a five year old. History+She knows absolutely nothing of her parents, or anything more of her history. Apearence+Wears ragged clothes, red hair, very small, large black eyes. The puppies stats Name+Benny Age+two years Personality+Always is afraid, cautios, the same as Mouse. History+Literaly dosn't have one. Apearence+Small black puppy, large brown eyes. The stallions stats Name+ Nephemai Age+Four years. Personality+The same as his Masters, Nepheteri. History+Knows not of anything about his life. Apearence+Very handsom, tall, muscular, black, long flowing mane and tail, large blue eyes. Nepheteri stoped and patted Nephemais long, arched neck, "Your doing just great Nephemai, you to Mouse," she patted Benny and said, "You to 'lil Ben." she knew not of where there destination was, all they ever had done was travel, and now, they would keep on going...
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A tiny 'lil girl walks around in a hurry, an angry look is upon her smudged face, her large black eye peer out benieth a tatterd cloak, a kitchen knife is in her hand, she is barefoot. ``~+-*She was orphaned at the age three, her parents died when their village was attacked, she had ran away, while she was in search of food she came across a tiny 'lil bobcat, he was orphaned when he was two months old, she had cared for him and now, as she walks along these streets, the 'lil bobcat is still at her side. She is five years old, her name is Scrubb, she is a fericios lil girl when it comes to...anything. She has a terrible temper and has already killed two cats and on chicken, all with her 'lil kitchen knife.Her bobcats name is Benny, at the moment he is three years old, and his personality is the same as Scrubbs.``~+-* Scrubb has been looking for a place to sleep (other than the ditch) for a very long time, she has traveled very far for a five year old, and is still on her journey...
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She enters, deep withing the dark shadows, her catlike feet/paws make no noise on the ground, her tail lashes 'round her calves and thighs,her long blood stained hair falls down to 'er slim waist and blows gently in the breeze, 'er short shirt exposes half of 'er stomach, long black leather pants help 'er to camoflage in the darkness, a shar sword rests on 'er hip, and a bow and quiver of arrows are straped to 'er back. *`~+-Name+Sphynx Age+ Around 24 Type+ Cat/Elf/Human Personality+A cat warrior, fiery spirit, fast, strong, intelegent. History+Lived in a pitifull village, in which 'er parents and siblings both died, lived as an orphan, then became a warrior, by self-training. *``~+-Her Unicorn*``~+- Name+Misty Waterfall Color+White, black scarr runs down nape from a battle. Type+Unicorn Personality+Same as her owners, a true warrior. History+Grew up as a young filly with Sphynx, parents died from the same man, lived with Sphynx as an orphan, then became a warrior by Sphynxs training.``~+- Unicorn walk slowly beside 'er owner, Sphynx, matching 'er pace perfectly, a high stepping gate, mane and tail blowing like flangs in the breeze...
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he looks around and thinks there is lots of money to be made here and he laughes to himself as he strokes his beautiful garments which only he knows the sercrets of.. Human 45 years old widowed He is a weaver of the finest fabrics in all the land He is tall and slender and looks much younger then his years with piercing steel colored eyes.. His horse is : Altair gelding 6y/o bay
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] The entrance of she made all elements bow in acknowledgement. Atop her mount, a wise unicorn, she advanced towards An'Kor City. Her destination would be Sylvanestri. Being a mix breed, that is half elf and half faerie, she felt secluded from both races. None wished to be near a half-breed. Having studied and become a mage of the elements; she had control of most everything in nature. Okpara, her mount, desired to be her equine and hoped to lead her to a place of beauty and wonder - the Ankla Forests. She knew that there would be many adventures to come, but had patience for them. There were two saddle bags on either side of the stallion, each holding valuable clothing of hers, for she wished to be beautiful always. The two continued on their journey.... Name: Arwynn Species: Elf/Faerie Gender: female Age: 200 (20 in human years) Mage: Elemental http://www.geocities.com/luna-goddess/character2.html
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A young man walks into the streets, his green metal platemail glistening is the bright sun above the city. His platemail is died a suttle greenish tent and has leaves of metal for the plates. This platemail has purely silver glistening chainmail under it made of, what looks like mythril. This man has no helm so you see his brownish blond hair. His sleek, young, elven face turns slowly as his glistening, brown, almond shaped eyes look at his surroundings. You see at his side is an elven sheath with a sword inside. It's hilt has a handgard that is tented the same green as his plate armor. It is also in the same leaf-lke shape as his armor. Even though he has a sword and plate mail you can tell this elf is also magelike. He has a mage staff he is leaning on. It is a long pole with srings of leaves, acorns, and the ocaional symbol of his goddess, goddess of the forest,carved into it. It also has a stone for each element embeded in it. He walks slowly don the street headed for An'kor city. Name: Faralos Sylvano Age: Around 18 in human years Race: Wood elf Height: 6'5" Weight: 212Lbs. Persoality: Freindly and adveturous. He is intellegent and quick thinking but not that wise.(He loves exploing but it sometimes gets him into trobble) History. He grew up as an advetuous boy, happily. But one day as he was out of his town exploring the world his town was pillaged and all his friends and family were killed. He asked some of the survivers and they said it was done by one man, a blood mage. Goals: He wants to become an elemental mage and kill the man that destroyed his life.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A young man walks into the streets, his green metal platemail glistening is the bright sun above the city. His platemail is died a suttle greenis tent and has leaves of metal for the plates. This platemail has purely silver glistening chainmail under it made of, what looks like mythril. This man whares no helm so you see his brownish blond hair. His sleek, young, elven face turns slowly as his glistening, brown, almond shaped eyes look at his surroundings. You see at his side is an elven sheath with a sword inside. It's hilt has a handgard that is tented the same green as his plate armor. It is also in the same leaf-lke shape as his armor. Even though he has a sword and plate mail you can tell this elf is also magelike. He has a mage staff he is leaning on. It is a long pole with srings of leaves, acorns, and the ocaional symbol of his goddess, goddess of the forest,carved into it. It also has a stone for each element embeded in it. He walks slowly don the street headed for An'kor city. Name: Faralos Sylvano Age: Around 18 in human years Race: Wood elf Height: 6'5" Weight: 212Lbs. Persoality: Freindly and adveturous. He is intellegent and quick thinking but not that wise.(He loves exploing but it sometimes gets him into trobble) History. He grew up as an advetuous boy, happily. But one day as he was out of his town exploring the world his town was pillaged and all his friends and family were killed. He asked some of the survivers and they said it was done by one man, a blood mage. Goals: He wants to become an elemental mage and kill the man that destroyed his life.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Gender: Male Species: Changeling Half elf half human and can change into a phoenix Appearance:dark sandy colored hair tan skin dark purple eyes sometimes black has chain mail on. Dragon dagger. Personality: Slow to anger but when somebody does get him he stays that way for a long time and holds a grudge. A different shade of gray. A mercenary of sorts. Loyal to his friends (most of the time) Age: 25
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] *Human enters the premises of the magical realm. Inside her waited a changling, ready for birth any day now. Her husband, who had died in battle, had been a cat changling - as black as night. However, here she was now, alone. In her left hand, she clenched two red roses, a symbol of her undying love for her husband. Almond shaped eyes scanned the area for friends or foes. Hopefully friends.* http://www.geocities.com/luna-goddess/character.html (Check out website for picture and more information.)
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] *As strange teenage girl in a cloak walks through to Ankor. She is half hundred year-old Shadowcat, half teenage Elf, a changeling of strange origins. The product of a failed Possesion, she has cat-like ears and gigantic black wings that sprout from her back. Her hands and feet hold retractable claws, and a long cat-like tail whips back and forth to help her balance her long and slender wings. Her eyes are amethyst-gold, and rather almond-shaped, like those of a cat. Her long dark-brown hair falls neatly around her cat-ears. She wears leathers to help her blend with her forest surroundings, and she always has a sharp dagger and short bow on hand. She will also sometimes use the spear. She spends most of her time around mages, trying to coax what little magic skill she has into spells that might one day return her. She will work as an Assasin and Tracker for pay.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] ~The tall changeling stepped into the light. Her long raven hair was dirty and hung in ropes to her waist. She had sharp features- almost fox like, and she stood around 6 feet tall. Savage and powerful, she looked human but if she spread her arms she had an array of feathers like eagle wings, dark as death. Smiling she looked wicked with pointed silver fangs. She wore daggers in crossbelts aross her back. She was deadly with her daggers and while a loner she lovess the thrill of battle. Her age was undeterminable..~
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] **She was tall and willowy with a sheet of long crystal colored hair that fell to her waist. She had weaved into it blood red roses that set off her paler features. She was human with obvious Elvish realations. Her light peasant shirt was long and she wore a pair of soft brown pants secured by a wide black belt and a sword balanced on her hip. Her woven shoes kept her footsteps silent as she padded her way into the lands. One look in her eyes proved her temper. She wasn't known for flying off the handle at random but she had a certain flare for getting into unnessisary fights because of her willfullness and temper. Her age was known to no one**
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] The young female human strode quickly along the road, heading for An'kor City. A long, dark green, hooded cloak covers her from head to foot, closed with an intricate brooch made of silver and opals. Her wavy tan/brown hair is held back by a silvery cord, a cream colored linen shirt showing beneath the collar of a scarlet tunic of fine wool. A dark belt is fastened around her waist, it's color matching the soft leather boots on her feet. Tucked into the boots is a pair of blousy, black wool breeches. The edges of the tunic are decorated with embroidery, the belt also holding a long knife and a large, flat, hard sided pouch. Amber eyes glance up at the clouded sky, gloved hands holding the cloak a bit closer as she hurries on toward her goal.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name~?? She is meerly named Blackbird by those whom see her, Species~ Human Appearance: Eyes~ Emerald green Hair~ jet black Personality~ secretive mostly, hardly ever speaks, unseen mostly Skills~ Can shoot anything with a bow and arrow, even with her eyes shut.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] *her feet bare, she walks confidently down the road, her chin held high**as a breeze catches it, the hood of her mantle slides on to her shouders, revealing strangly colored hair**the deep black glints nearly brown in the sun, flawed only by a single blond streak spilling down her chest**as she nears, though, you realize that it is in fact more of a silvery color that nicely suits her pure blue eyes and tan skin**having properly examined her, you fix our attention on the child on her hip**the babe appears to be no more than two years old, and is sleeping peacefully, her head resting on the older girl's shoulder**her hair however, is a stark contrast to her mother's--it is a glossy, shining red color, though the strange silver streak remains* Name: Maud Age:17 Race:Human Height:5'7'' History: After her father's death, her mother remarried a jobless old man named Robert. Robert forced both Maud and her younger sister, Hellen, into prostitution to 'pay the bills'. Maud wasimprgnated soon after, but her step-father forcd her to work untill she began to show, and again only days after she gave birth to twin girls, Annor and Felene. When Hellen was murdered by a 'customer', Maud tried to flee, but was caught by Robert. As punishment for her acts, Robert sold her firstborn, Felene, to a man named David Fitz Henry and his wife who had recently lost a daughter in childbirth. Maud fled in fear for her life and for that of her remaning daughter. Name:Annor Age:18 monthes *the pair continues on to an'kor city to seek lodging*
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] An elf enters the fair land of An'kor clad in dark robes with multiple rips in them. He stands about 6'2" and has long shiny black hair that matches his dark eyes perfectly. He has a very slender face and a scar that runs from his chin upwards to his ear. Two swords dangle from his back and are secured by a velvet cord. He looks around and heads off, with his head bent, to the lands of Silvanestri.
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She was a small girl in a big world. Her name was Raven...Her name was based heavy on the color of her slikly raven black hair.As a little girl she was treasured by her young mother, her father and two older sisters who lived at home with their newly wed husbands. then her small town was attacked...attacked one sunny bright day when it seemed nothing could go wrong.she got away ok but couldn't find her family. She had a good 8 years on her shoulders. She was half elf half human. her fair mother Iris was elf but her kingly type father was human. she walks into the bright sunlit valley and closed her eyes and runs back to the woods. Boy the sun was bright today! o well she closes her eyes and walks out into the sunlight. awwwwwwww...the sun on her pale skin felt good....
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name: §ian Species: Elven Appearance: Long Brown hair, Green Eyes, Tan complexion, Slim curved build, pleasant and bright smile Stats: 40 elven years (about 18 human years) old, 5'6" tall Personality: Shy, Fair, Generally cheerful, believes strongly in justice, and finds it hard to love others, yet alone herself.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] name:Bastet species:Human appearance:Black flowing hair,mysterious eyes (see pic) stats:she is a freelance fighter personality:Dark,mysterious,quiet,seductive. pic (pic:http://www.enchanted-art.com/img/art1/morgan.jpg)
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] The darkness creeps, so silently, in the dead of the night. He seeks only two things, Odette and El'varan. He creeps, he creeps..... NAME: Sar'Moran AGE: 200 SPECIES: Dark Elven GENDER: Male APPEARENCE: Clothed in black, a cloak covering him face. HISTORY: Sar'Moran is a black Elven, he only cares for the crystle of El'varan. He seeks the person who holds it, and wishes to kill her.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] ::Fair Madien enters. Her red hair flowing below her knees. Her eyes a radient green and her smile so red it seems they were kissed with a rose. She wears plae pink rodes and a pure white cloak upon her shoulders. She holds a secert in her heart that she can't speak of. She looks upon the fair city for the first time. Singing a silent song. Upon her neck is the crystle of El'veran, a deep yet bright green stone, enbedded in a golden ring, sitting cold against her neck. On her wrist is the five rings of freedom, given to her by the Mage that raised her. "Il'nine" she whispers in the wind. The name of her gaurdien stricking sorrow into her heart. Her elven voice sings out as she sings her song. "Or'i'bon, calante, nor away. Mon'tivi, La, on 'eveoni!" She falls quiet again, the icy tears staining her face::
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The catling enters on silent feet, amber eyes carefully watching her surroundings. Her ears flick around, catching the slightest sound. Five and a half feet tall, she is covered in dark charcoal gray fur that deepens to black on her limbs, tail and face. A narrow, jagged streak of white beginning at the base of her right ear travels down her neck, forking in two near her shoulder. One side continues partway down her right arm, the other ending midway down her back. Her claws are sheathed -for now, two daggers strapped to her forearms. A flat pouch rests on her hip, a bow and quiver hanging on her back. The catling follows the road, heading for Al'nath.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name: Vanolimel Species: Half human half Elven Gender: Female Appearance: Dresses-> white dress with a black cloak over he shoulders. She very rearly lets the world see her face. but when she does it is beautiful. She has blue eyes and long blonde hair. Hair skin is taned and her smile is suductive. Personality: She is agrestive as! If she is uncomfortable she will kick some but. She wanted to be an assaisin or a thief. She is strong and doesn't believe in love. She is very skillful. She can use any weapon extremely well. History: She once lived inthe fair kingdom Eaglewood, under the comand of her uncle. Her uncle and cousin went missing leaving only her and her other cousin Εre'an. She protected her cousin till the end, that was her cousin was captures, and she guesses she was killed. She fled Eaglewood.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] {the Catling prowled in, his ebony robes of the Jadu Order covered by a matching cloak, he snarling at all the passersby. he was not one to be messed with. far from it... An'kor was his primary destination, but not for long. He had a Tower to tend...} Name - Cameo Age - around 20 Gender - male Species - Catling Breed - quite the mutt of a Catling, really. predominantly lion but a blend of a great deal of other types, including tiger. Appearance - tall, muscular, strong. Golden tresses, short-cropped except for a single, slender braid on the right side of his head, kept long and decorated with a single eagle feather. a jagged scar crosses his eye, only 'complete' when his eye is closed. He sports many scars, most not readily visible. Golden eyes, green in the right light. Wears dark hues, generally black, representing his Jadu mastery. History - After he sent Carmen off, he was saved by guards randomly shooting arrows into the scuffle. Luck had it that he was the only survivor, and when theives came calling to scavenge the remains, he stepped forward and soon found himself among their ranks. He learned to be a fairly proficient theif, yet he still longed for revenge. Longed for revenge for all the wrongs his clan had commited to him and his sister, longed for revenge for their hunt to kill the pair. The scuffles he'd fought at that time were of little meaning to him. The rush in battles and bloodshed, emphasised by his skill at fighting, most self-taught, led him to the path of Blood Mages. He longed for blood, and took his revenge that way. He sought mastery and power. He may have chosen Mind Mage to study for, yet his bloodthirsty method of revenge drew him to the Jadu Order. He wondered what had happened to his sister, thinking her dead and wishing revenge for that too... His life soon revolved around revenge, and the never-ending quest for power. As soon as he became a master, he followed through with his promise to see if his sister had made it to An'kor, like he told her to go to. He also was alerted to the need for a Blood Mage Master in the area, and soon was appointed (by Morgan) to teach at the Tower of Jadu... And so here he is, ready to begin another chapter of his life story... Yet he has many untold secrets that he doesn't share with anyone...
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A man on his chestnut steed rides towards the city, five horse drawn trailers following him.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] The elven blood runs through her, she smiles so softly, so true. She is but the fairest of her people, now long extinct. She is clad in red garments under her gray elven cloak. Her hair is as black as a bitter night and her eyes as green as a spring feild. Her skin is fair and her voice is of but a secret to all who hear it. She is Εre'an.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Beau 24 Human The younger brother stared ahead noticing his brother's glances...once they reached the city..safety...oh yes..they both would welcme safety. He and Beau always the over protective brothers...all for good reason. His Blonde hair was wasn't messy but not neat, longer then most mens and tied back with a string. he rode atop a chestnut gelding with a white blaze and white socks.. Blake 19 Siting atop a blue roan quarterhorse mare, the young woman sighed deeply. Becoming very bored with her brothers protection. They carried many weapons that she knew..and never let her make friends especially of the other gender. Many men had wanted to court her at her old home, but none had gained her brothers trust...Dark brunette hair fell loosely about her shoulders. She couldn't help but smile..at least she knew she was loved.... Valeria 16 Image:http://www.jonathonart.com/tide.html(Got to this since pictures aren't aloud in An'kor)
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 Light blue eyes glance around.Golden hair blowing in a gentle breeze. A long angel white dress floats as she walks. She speaks with an angelic voice, "Hello, has anyone seen a woman with long bronze hair,a burgundy dress, who wears a large ruby pendant?Her name is Sheliah. For she is my sister. I am lost, we were traveling here and she went on ahead. I am sorry to disturb anyone, but if you see or know her please, please yell her i am here."
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] The lass crept siletly theough the shadows wishing not to be seen.Wearing a riding skirt of dark emerald, and a blouse to match the young woman made hr way into an'kor city. Her hair could barely be seen under the black cloak, yet the mooonlight caught a strand, turning it to liquid fire. Beatrice(trish) Human 20
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] and wonders what this place will be like. She is a happy lass of only 17 but already once married and Widowed(all in the same week) behind her , a tired , but trustworthy mule carries her dowery and supplies to start a new life away from the rules of her tight-fisted step-mother and nasty, grasping step sisters. Her blues eyes shine as she kick her horse into gallop toward Solan and to start her new future.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] pausing for a moment before a noise behind her has her galloping off again. name:no name species:equine gender: mare appearance: black with flowing mane and tail. personality:Usually kind and willing to do anything for her master. History: She grew up in captivity, though she was born in the wild. She was sold from one master to another 'cause of her wild streak that no one could tame. Her last master thought to tame it by not feeding or watering, then riding her, using his whips. She reared up when he took her on the trails, he fell of and she bolted away from him and to the wild, eventually ending up here, being chased by him.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] seeing as how his village cast him out. he could understand it. Why would they throw him out because things happened around him when he was mad, he thought in confusion. So what if the earth had trembled slighty when that pompus little idiot of a son of the reave called strange..
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] lies behind him. On his hind oupen cuts fester with nelgect and the gouges in his sides from spurs of his hated master who would never brother the stallion again. His sides heave as he continues to run blindly on. White lather gathered between his legs and the sweat mixed with blood dripped to the ground leaving a slight trail of horror. His front legs were incrusted with the dried blood of his cruel,but now dead master..
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] what she see excites her. there was lots of room about to have fun. It was in her nature to be mischievious and as flighty as leaf on the breeze. Her eyes were aglow with the trouble she intended to cause. She would have her adventures. Thinking of her name briefly she laughed to herself for it matched her to a Tee. Her name was Loki, the also used for the Viking God of Mischief. Then she turned her mind towards her future adventures. Sleek muscles rippled with excited, as she headed into her new home...
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[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Race: Human Appearance: Tall, Dark Hair, Wise History: No one knows except Shaak
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Like the wind in many ways, the young elven boy crept along the shadows. ALmost blending in with his surrounding, not many would have seen him. For he mad enot a sound.the boy had come here to be trained as an assasin.He felt hunger course through his body. A stop at a tavern might not be a bad idea...onward in his silent 'parade'. The boy continued onto his destiny... Zephyr 14 elven
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name:Sabrina(Brina) Age:6 Race:(haven't decided )
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 Dark As Night A male strolls into the city,a sword at his side and a bow on his back,a small dagger in his boot,he stops and looks around, and then head to An'kor City Name: Wesly Andrews Age:21 Personal: he is a nice guy,once you get to know him, he is gental but looks mean, a worrier Past:None to speak of What a fright
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[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A young maiden enters teh land pratically crawling. Covered with dirt and mud. The criminal continued on her journey trying to looks as innocent as possible.her gown and clack she wore was torn in places. She had nearly been stoned to death efore she could escape.Sighing her nearly black eyes glared around her before she continued on her way. Beatrice 19 Criminal..training.. Appearance ^
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[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] ::.Young boy enters.:: ::.A cold wind blows and he pulls his cloak closer to his body.:: ::.He gazes 'round the place which he hath entered.:: ::.Eyes burning alight.:: ::.Darkened tresses covering his face.:: Name:Khelek Speicies:Elven Appearence:Deep black hair, Blue eyes, Pale skin Age:9 Personality:Trustworthy, Trusting, Mysterious at times
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Covered by a heavy, ebony cloak. Attached to the saddle is a rope which is attached to another horse, this a plain, pinto gelding. Sitting astride the horse are two young maidens. Their eyes filled with hatred for the man. Their wrists tightly bound with ropes. They continue their journey to An'kor City... Slave Trader: Name:Unknown Age:Unknown although he looks to be somewhere between 25-35 Hair:Black Eyes:Green with a tint of gold hue Height.Perhaps 6'3 or more... Slave Maiden: Name:Zavalla Age:20 Height:5'5 Weight:107lbs. Eyes:Violet Hair:Brunette Second Slave Maiden: Name:Charity Age:18 Height:5'6 Weight:110lbs. Eyes:Blue Hair:Black Horses: Name:Mukhamal Sakr Age:5 Height:16.3 Color:Black with a white snip Breed:Arab/Frisien Second Horse: Name:Master Piece (MP) Age:7 Height:15.3 Color:Tri paint Breed:APHA
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A tall figure,cover'd with a gold coloured cloak sit's upon a large mount.Hair like the rising sun can be seen flowing out of the hood, colour'd with strawberry-blond,light-blonde, even strands of blond that seem white. Suddenly the hooded figure moves eyes like the ocean suddenly appear ever changing yet always the same.Quickly the elven girl, urges her mount forward. A bow can be seen within reaching distance and a quiver of arrows.White skirts trimmed with gold can be seen, as the woman ride side saddle unto teh unknow lands to she of An'kor.... Name:Kaleen Age:18 Race:Elven Height:6 ft Appearence see paragraph Wants to be a healer The white vixen snorts. HArks pricked attentively.Nares dilate taking in the smellsaround she. Always on alert for anyting that was amiss. As the zephyr blows, white curls 'pon her plume flow freely. Her mane of white curls flow with her movements.A curly forlock dangles between her orbs. As she continues on doing what her master comanded.... Name:Diamond"Dia" Age:7 Colour:white Height:16 hh Breed: Quarter Horse
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A tall Eleven Man walks into The city,a eleven boy follows,black cloaks on both... Name: Tom Age:18 Personal:He is strong,and likes things that are hard to get,won't give up for anything or anyone Looks:Black Hair,gray eyes,6"2 Name:Dru Age:15 Personal:he is outgoing and friendly,he really nice and always helps people looks:Dark brown hair,brown eyes,tall for his ages ,5"9
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] The beautiful elven girl moves ever so carefully about in the shadows looking at the other people around. She stays back behind plants and in the dark shadows so she is not seen and people do not get used to her face. She needed her identity mostly hidden if she planned to be a thief in this land. She keeps moving on to go to a city to see how easily possesions would be stolen here. Watch you back...
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[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Emerald eyes gaze around,sighing the young girl stepped out unto the unknown to she. Raven tresses fall to the child's waist.Yet in a braid it was now, for traveling purposes. she wore a purple gown, which extended to cover her bare feet. Her gown covered her feminine features excellently. Soft tanned skin, yet flushed from her travel gleamed with sweat. The young girl sighed, she had not one idea where to go or what to do...she'd make the best of things. Walking quickly and quietly she would stop every now and then, to make sure she was not being followed..... Title: Belle Cavendish Age:14 Race:Human Eppearance: (See paragraph) Personality: Curios are we??? WEll why not find out...
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A little Elf walks into the city limits,a sword at her side,dagger in her boot and bow and arrows on her back,dirty blonde hair up,and out of he way,as she walked,no sounds where made,she looks around Name.Kate Age.20 Height.4"11 Hair. Dirty Blonde/cherry blonde Eyes.Grey,and cold Race.Human/elven Other. She is dark,and doesn't easyily warm up to people,she has her ways of thought and never breaks them
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name.Gene Age.21 Height.5"2 Hair. Bright Blonde Eyes.a blue,almost gray Race.Human/elven Other.She has a child,She was raped not to lond ago,she loves the child,and doesn't care about what happened,she is almost always happy-go-lucky Name.Fay Age.1 week Height.un know Hair.Blonde like her mum Eyes.a greenish gray Race.elven/human Other.She is 1 week old,will never know her father,nor will her mother speak of him
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] The young elven girl walks in, her dress, once fine, was tattered, her bare knees showing. She did not wish to be seen in such a disheveled manner, and her cream complexion flushed to the color of a winter rose. Her long auburn curls framed her heart-shaped face nicely, eyes large and expressive, a beautiful, but very light, violet. She lowered them, ashamed. She had nothing but the clothes upon her small body, no friends, and no family left.... Her bare feet made small imprints upon the dirt road, and she tried to focus on them... name~Ilara Melethka race~Elven age~6 history~ none, so that she is too young to remember but parts, or that sadness has erased it from a tortured mind
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] She brushes back a wisp of long blonde hair from her face to reveal crystal blue eyes...she pats the pegasus' strong neck and looks around... Picture! Go see! Please! http://www.pegames.nl/Compass_Site/pegasus.jpg Name.Eve Age.25 Height.5'6---5'7 Hair.Blonde Eyes.Blue Race.Human Other.She is quite a strange person, she doesnt trust easily and she never lets her gaurd down.She is strong and independent.Unlike most other girls she needs no man to make her happy...She will know when she finds the right one, if she finds him...she won't tell her past and doesnt know her future but she really doesnt care.She will survive. SKILLS:She is extremely skilled with the bow and dagger. She's pretty good all-around with any weapon.She enjoys traveling and creating mischeif as well.Would like to find a group of slave traders and join them.She finds it an exciting and profitable job... Pegasus' Info; Name.Maravillo Age.4 Height.19.3hh Weight.2,700 lbs. Color.Silver/Grey Eyes.Black Other.Is loyal only to Eve...
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A cloaked figure carrying a small basket enters the lands. She places the small basket on the side of the road with a letter...the person then scurrys away...the note reads... "'ello stranger, I am a poor widow who has no means to support my child.He will be better off with someone who can provide for him.His name is Craig and he's but four days old...please take care of my baby, may God bless you..." Name:Craig Race:Human Hair:Black Eyes:Piercing Blue Height when grown:6'2 Persona:So far he's been a pretty happy baby... History:He's only four days old so he hasn't much of a history but his mother as you read cannot support him, his father died the day of his birth.He was on his way home since he got news that his wife went into labor and on the way home the fatal accident occoured.... Picture: http://www.lifehaven.org/images/infant.jpg
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Dark optics gaze across the lands. The man nudges the stallion into a canter, he knew where his destiny lied... Name: Curtis Antonio Raphael Valentino Age: 24 Height:6'3 Lineage:Italian Hair:Black Eyes:Black/brown Build:Muscular History:Will be told only to those to need to know... Race:Human
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Young maiden enters the familiar lands which were once her home riding a beautiful dappled Lusitano steed... Name: Malakeh Age: 23 Height: 5'6 Weight: 110 lbs. Hair: Brunette Eyes: Violet Skin: Olive Persona: She's a bit of a mystery...has a very interesting past and is always looking forward to the future.She use to run the stables in Dal'karath then she moved but now she has returned and she hopes to take over the stables again.Her one true passion in life is horses... She's a very skilled trainer as well as rider and instructor.At this point there is no man in her life as well as no close friends...
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] ° The former druidess peacefully enters An'kor, crystal blue eyes glancing at the surroundings in awe and wonderment. So much had changed, so long she had been away. It was time to traverse to the elven land.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name:Aribella Silverleaf Age:85 Race:Half-Elf Appearence:<"Img src=http://www.tamorapierce.com/images/whrlam_sns2002_small.jpg"> Other: She is an unfortunate accident between a female elf and a human soilder notice the red hair.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] name: Tweek species: changeling (cat) appearance: Blue eyes, extremely cute, normally looking innocent,orange fur with black stripes age: around 9 or so personality: Innocent looking, he gets away with alot of things, but he doesnt abuse that 'skill' of his. However, he has a split personality named Damarian. name: Damarian species: changeling(cat) appearance: is Tweek but he does not have that innocent look, has a sly look instead personality: Sly and cunning, he rarely shows himself so Tweek is mostly in charge. However, his energy level is amazingly high, too high for Tweek to control so Tweek gets occasional blackouts/stun looks/dazed.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] The figure is small but walks with a proud swager that can be seen from beneath the layers. She knew she was powerful- thats where her cocky stride came from. Her Mother had been pure elf but her father had been an elf and human mix. She as a master with the throwing daggers. Dark eyes glimmer from within the hood. Her face was scarred and her hair grew in long black ropes to her waist. She preffered the silence of her own head to most human contact. She had an easily triggered temper. She looked around before heading into the city*
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] **She was tall and willowy with a sheet of long crystal colored hair that fell to her waist. She had weaved into it blood red roses that set off her paler features. She was human with obvious Elvish realations. Her light peasant shirt was long and she wore a pair of soft brown pants secured by a wide black belt and a sword balanced on her hip. Her woven shoes kept her footsteps silent as she padded her way into the lands. One look in her eyes proved her temper. She wasn't known for flying off the handle at random but she had a certain flare for getting into unnessisary fights because of her willfullness and temper. Her age was known to no one**
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] her eyes are of the ocean, blue as the never calming waves. Brown hair waving like a white dove flapping its graceful wings in the sky. Her green clothes make her shin look pale, though pale but shining. She is Arvita. She is half elf half human. Though her hair is covering them her ears are slighly pointed. Slighty but noticable. She can speak the elvish tounge and english. She dosent speak it though around english people to much. Only when she trusts them. But she will speak it to other elves. She is around the age of 20-23. On her back she has a leather quiver, full of hand made of redwood. Her bow is hanging on her horses sadle. It is a hand made Elven Bow. Her horse is a black stallion. She calls him Strider.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] name: Quintan species :Familar(half cat half Man) appearance:Medium hight, Twangy golden mane and golden cats eyes(both like a lion) stats:He is about 20 y/o, still in his first life.He has the agility and intellegence of a cat and can became a cat at a moments notice. He can also transmit messages and warnings with his mind and his gladesCan only read his choosen mates mind. Injuries heal in tansformation between his two forms. Personality He is Brave and Loyal to all his friends and a powerful warrior. But is also a healer and scolar. He comes to Ankor for adventure and growth in knowledge
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] She wanted to scream it out *help* but she could not mummer a word. Her dark blue dress tattered and torn, she crossed her arms over her chest. She held her face low, her long, dark, knotted hair falling over her face like a curtain. Her head ached, splitting headache, dizzy...the memories flashing by so fast she couldn't see them. It became tomuch for her, she couldn't breath. She fell to the ground, gasping, trying to cry out, managing only a muffled cry. Name: Doesn't remember, but will soon Age:" "" Type: humanoid looking Abilities: Herbal remedies and such She is 5' 4" her eyes change color with her mood. Her skin is tan, but not dark. her hair is down to her butt, is dark with golden strands in front. She is a classic beauty under the dirt and tears.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] ~Edyarea~ ~Elf~ ~6 feet 3 inches tall, long straight golden blond hair, misty blue eyes, fair skin, wearing a flowing light green robe and a Sapphire star pendant~ ~Of her 19th Year~ ~Kind and friendly to all, does like like to speak of her past life~ ~Wishes to persue the path of a Healer~
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[the small creature skitters through the streets, dodging folk left and right, a blur. Most dismissed the being as a cat, a simple stray. They were partially right... Finally stopping, the small beast is finally visible. Her tail flicks, the young catling tucking herself out of sight and out of mind in a niche. Half-starved and lonely, the small femme sought company - a home. Yet even as she sat, she knew it was barely possible... Pointed ears swivel, cat-eyes searching, wary. Folk scared her... None cared for her... She scrambled out into the fray once again, scruffy, thin and ever so catlike...] Dubbing - Carmen Age - not more than 5 Gender - female Breed - Catling (a mutt of a Catling - predominantly lion but a blend of a great deal of other types, including tiger) Appearance - hunched over most of the time, runs generally on all fours. can stand/walk/run upright, but doesn't prefer it. Fur is a luxurious sandy gold, gleaming in the sunlight - when it's not caked with mud and grime from the streets. Cat-eyes are also gold. Personality - fearful, shy, skittish. a social outcast of sorts. May occasionally trust a few beings, but won't go out of her way to start relationships... History - A very troubled past, father unknown, mother dying not long after she was born. They became strays, her and her older brother Cameo. Her brother called her Carmen, after remembering his mother's desire to name her next child Carmen. Her brother knows more about their past than she, and 5 years older he cared for her best he could. They were shunned by civilization, their mother being an outcast and their father unknown to most and not respected in the least. Cameo knew who their father was, but refused to tell his sibling or their clan, sentencing both to a life on the streets as long as they lived with that clan, teaching her as much weaponry and fighting as he could with his knowledge of the matters, and they constantly experimented and developed new techniques not taught by the catlings. When Carmen was three, they started to move - it wasn't doing them any good to try to live where no one cared about them, and a famine was in progress so it waas increasingly hard to find food. An accident befell them, her brother being struck by an arrow by a fellow catling - they figured that since the outcasts weren't members of the clan and leaving, they were fair game for the starving clan. The injury was not fatal, catching him on the shoulder. A scuffle arose, Cameo fending off the onslaught of the hunting party. He and Carmen had learned how to battle on the streets, and easily toppled the party - but others had called for help, and they fled as soon as the last catling in the party fell. Carmen wasn't seriously injured, as her brother did the most fighting, and they progressed. Time passed, until before a town her brother told her to continue, stating the eventual destination: An'kor. There he felt they could make a fine beginning. A party of their old clan had trailed them, the remained succombing to starvation if they hadn't fled. This was the last she saw of her brother, as she fled for a great deal of towns, stopping to admire a performer as he worked his 'magic'. She stayed with him for a great deal of a while, picking up tricks and tips on performing on the streets, and became his assistant. Yet she couldn't get An'kor, nor her promise to her brother, out of her mind. She had feared he had perished, but still hoped he lived and sought her still. When her friend the performer, the only being she'd trusted besides her brother, was killed accidentally by a guard who mistook the performer for a criminal, she decided to be true to her brother and continue to An'kor... And here she is... Little did she know her brother suffered an ordeal of his own, yet still lived and still trailed her, in hopes of reuniting with her... (ooc - he's coming soon :)
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and wonders if he should stay here or try further on , maybe another Country, Sighin her turns his horse towards Ankor city. Darq of Darkhorse 6 feet tall rides: Death Angel (who is a 19 hand warhorse in full battle armor) Betrayed by his lord (his lord desire Darq holding for his younger son) He still leads the horse with the body of his young squire who was killed in the ambush by his lord. he searches for a place to bury the lad. Silinus(horse) is the one who carries the Squires body.....
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] dubb'd: raven_revenge winters: 15 spieces: catling appearence: black hair and green cat eyes, a long tail which is strong so she can pick some things up, she has sharp glimmering fangs and some nasty claws so she can cut through almost anything history: unknown clothes: black top with gold lace, she wears black trousers with a gold chain belt and she has black worn shoes
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name: Thryn Age: thirties Gender: female Species: human Description: dressing in dirty clothes -simply because she can't be bothered to wash them, unwashed, knotted semi-short hair, muddy brown eyes. Always carries a long whip and knows how to use it. Greedy, rude, generally an unsavory character. Name: Rogue Age: two years Gender: female Species: Liger (tiger/lion cross)  Sitting down, Rogue attempts to clean her dirty fur, her toungue barely able to escape the muzzle she wore. The woman continues to walk, impatiently jerking on the chain in her hand, which is wrapped around the animal's chafed neck. The huge cat snarls, making a move as if to leap toward the woman, but is stopped by a flick of her whip. Thryn's eyes glint in irritation, her gloved hand patting Rogue's head in pretended affection. "Now, now, dearie, we can't have that. We're going to Solan and An'kor City, where you are going to earn me money." She tightens both the muzzle and the chain, a mean chuckle escaping as she watches the cat swipe at her in frustration. "Remember now, that's why I keep your claws trimmed, that won't get you anywhere but fewer meals than you already get." Flicking the whip along Rogue's back, raising another welt, she tug on the chain, and heads for Solan.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] .x.X.x. Maiden ingresses sitting smoothly on her Majestic equus, sitting out few bucks. Sun Kissed tresses fall into 'er face at the bounce of the threestride pace. Femme Fetale's metal shoes clip clop clop, clip clop clop along. Maiden dismounts, and reaches a small hand to 'mora's arch. Maiden hug herself, shivering in the cold weather. Her thoughts run along her family back home, all that was left anyway. She lifts the reins over fem's crest and leads her 'long cobblestone road .x.X.x. .x.X.x. Riana Undomiel .x.X.x. .x.X.x. 2,011 years .x.X.x. .x.X.x. Female .x.X.x. .x.X.x. Elven Background .x.X.x. .x.X.x. Pale skin, Icy Blue almond shaped eyes, tall, maybe 6.5', dainty, slim, dark gold tresses .x.X.x. .x.X.x. Kind, a little stubborn with things against her will, unwilling togive out information of her personal history to anybody, very hard to gain her trust .x.X.x. .x.X.x. Visual .x.X.x. 
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A young woman rides into An'kor on chestnut stallion named Golden Dust. Her dress is torn and dirty from brushing against branches and other plants and rain. The stallion breathes heavy from hard riding and she also. She slides off her stallion and glances around. Name: Serenity Cantage Race: Human Hair: Blonde Eyes: Green Height:5'6 Age: 19 Apperance: Bright curious eyes and long golden hair. She wears a long light brown dress inside is a small dagger. She has long graceful legs and small feet. Personality: She usually keeps to her self but sometimes like to vist with people. She loves to ride her stallion and swim.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Dark hazel optics glance warily around as elf maiden makes a silent entrance. Docile feet seeming not to touch the ground as she approached. Raven colored hair hung down past her shoulders, covering the points of her ears. Her worn, baggy clothing and dusty face were dark compared with the brightness of her shining eyes. Dirt hid the paleness of her skin. On her back hung her arrow pouch and bow. For an elf she was young of age, though she herself had lost count. Her wandering eyes suddenly caught sight of the strange beasts some people seemed to be riding. She grimaced in distaste. How uncomfortable it would be to sit like that while the thing moved beneath you! Shaking her head she pulled her eyes away from the strangeness she had discovered and let them wander. She sighed, wondering if no one would be so kind as to greet her. Though she hoped no one riding had the nerves to approach her. She waiting idly, thinking that if no one rushed to greet her she would find her own way around.
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With a hiccup, Stefen stops. His breath reeks of cheap alchohol; a 4-day old beard on his tan face. His muscles flex as he bends down, stretching from the long walk. "No more...No more drink for me," He says in a slurred voice, his blue eyes sparkling. Struggling to remove his shirt, he falls down. A mutter of pain gurgles out. "Hehehe...I'm going now..." He says to a shadow. "Off to join the...the mages." Stefen hops up unsteadily, dusting his Species: Human, male Age: 19 Appearance: With a bedraggled look, Stefen appears poor, but he just spends all his money on ale and wine. Sparkling blue eyes and a tan, muscular body; curly, red hair. Quite tall for his age, possibly around 6'1. Personality: Does not anger quickly; despite his friendly manner, he is quite dark inside and wishes to become a Blood Mage. He does not yet have a lady-friend, instead, he wishes to wait a while before he settles down.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] name:James species:human appearance:An eye patch on his right eye and a long white scar though his other eye, he's totally blind and walks with a slight limp. personality: A very kind and quiet guy. But he doesn't like to talk about how he ended up in this state. He's a pretty good at making stone sculptures. name: Star species: Equine PErsonality: very very protective over James. appearance: has a white star on his head
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/Title\ Formerly Lady Silvezzt Ih'Fagah, seventh in succession to the throne of Trebond Now Kyanna Shadowblade /Alias\ Kya /Specie\ Dark Elf (Drow) /Winters\ unknown /Class\ F'mmora /Embodiment\ She stands an elegant five feet and seven inches, her slender form draped in some exotic, yet unidentifiable dark cloth. A dark complexion over tilted cheekbones is often hidden within the cowl of her cloak. Bloodied tresses tumble over acuminate ears. A milky globule of the Goddess of the Dark Elves hangs daintily over her collar bones on a thread of of spun ebonite. Vivid ruby pools matches her Elfin face and stare unwavering at the world around her, her gaze calm and yet penetrating with measured confidence, which on occasion can border arrogance. She has a tattoo of her personal crest - a crescent moon with five stars connecting each end together, creating a circle - on the back of her right shoulder, though now she has no knowledge of what it is or how she got it. /Persona\ She may appear weak and frail but she's spirited. She is elegent and is extremely well educated. She isn't too kind if thats what your thinking, but when deserved she can be very generous. She's ambitious and somewhat adventurous, though being careful, untrusting, and somewhat reserved when meeting new people has served her well in the past. She has measured confidence which, on occasion, can borded on arrogance. She isn't easy to talk to, and has very few close friends whom she trusts without question. She is prone to being head-strong when she thinks she is right, but, more often than not, in an insistant, rather than pushy, way. She has her secrets, and unless she wants you to find out, you won't. She has never and will never hold back from a challenge past, present, or future. She absolutely loves animals, going out of her way to help one out, and cannot stand those who would ever harm one. It is her second most obvious weakness. She favors her scimitars for weapons and loves battle; her most obvious weakness. Oh, yes . . . . Her temper is a bit unpredictable. She can be sweet as honey one moment and spewing volcano flames the next, or freeze over like Artic ice. She's stubborn, arrogant, beautiful and one thing is for certain . . . Kyanna would make a powerful ally . . . and one hell of an enemy. /History\ Being the daughter of a wealthy warlord in the homeland of the dark elves, she was train in almost all weapons from birth, excelling with the swords(scimitars), bow, whip, and throwing daggers; though she is quick with any and all weapons, she is just as quick without them, and will not balk at killing. Her mother died at her birth and her big brother, Kemalkim, at the age of sixteen, died one year later from smallpox; so her father was the one to raise her until he remarried. At the age of ten she was sent off to another warlord to complete her training (which would take several more years) before her time there was cut short by the untimely death of her father and stepmother. She was young, when her family was killed off by bandits. She trained excessively in all things - weapons, agility, strength, defence, and endurence - for another ten years and took to carrying all kinds of weapons within her clothing ever since. She left her training soon after she finished training and traveled the world for a few decades searching for the bandits who killed her family. One day, as she was traveling, she actually did come upon the bandits. There were seven of them, so it was no wonder that her father alone could not have defend against them. For amoment, she doubted that she would be able to kill even one of them, but then she realized that, thanks to her training, she was better than even her father. Taking them by surprise, she just barely managed to kill them; unfortunately, the last one slashed out and managed to give her a scar straight down her right eye; and that, in turn, made her reel back in surprise and pain, causing her to fall and black out. When she awoke again, her memory was gone. That was a decade ago. Now, her past is a mystery even to her. Sometimes she'll get flashes of her past in her dreams, but when she awakes, the images are a blurr - nothing solid. However, regardless of what happened in her past, (as I said before) one thing is for certain. She would make a powerful ally . . . and one hell of an enemy. And who knows . . . . It might be that she'll regain her memory one day.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Bright, orange eyes darting around, searching for trouble, Morgan Dread growls at a passing shadow. Shaking his head, he gets a flask out of his silver travelling cloak and downs it. Squinching his eyes, Morgan shakes his head aagin. "Stupid, stupid...I don't believe it...STOP LOOKING AT ME!" Morgan screamed at a passing cat, which bolted away. He moaned in pain as he fell to the ground, too weak to stand any longer. Curling up, Morgan mumbled to himself, "Master, have pity, please help me...Don't look at me...The Light has tarnished me...The Light...Please, don't look..." A bright aura the color of his eyes surrounded him, lifting his head off the ground. Morgan chuckled, standing up. He then sat down again, leaning his head against his knees. "Don't look at me, master, I'm too evil for you..." His unblinking eyes glowed a fiery orange as he laughed. Name: Morgan Dread Race: Human Appearance: Extremely pale, as though he has spent his life indoors. He has slightly fang-like dogteeth, his other teeth straight and white. He has sharp features and a mildly handsome face. Morgan's silver travelling cloak, black shirt and black pants seem to never get dirty. Always wears a black opal ring, and when asked to show it off, he laughs nervously and talks of the weather. His blond, almost white hair gets him many odd looks, and he dwarves almost any creature that stands next to him. Personality: Dark and brooding, Morgan is often ignored. Perhaps, this is why he makes sarcastic and rude comments when he IS spoken to. Treat him the way he wants, and perhaps, Morgan will warm to you and tell you of his background. Do not treat this lightly, however, for no one living knows of his past.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ]  Feminine figure rides into the clearing, raven hued mare stirring beneath her. Deep chocolate eyes look around her, smooth features void of emotion. Small snake tattoo runs down between her eyes, only noticeable if someone was standing directly in front of her.....Name: Killara Rael Age: 19 Species: Human Description: 5'5, slender and fit. Dark chocolate eyes and darker hair. Snake tattoo runs down between her two eyes. History: If you want to know you'll have to ask her yourself... Personality: Usually cool and slow to trust, short temper and viscious when angry. Strong sense of loyalty once it has been earned.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Changeling walks 'pon road, loud hiss directed towards humans. Claws extend out of paws as fatale strikes out at a child. Hazel eyes glinters with hatred and evil. Loud roar is given as she heads towards Al'nath. Species¨Changeling¨catling¨tiger Apperence¨ 
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] ::She appears to have an overwhelming, vibrating confidence, but at the same time, this confidence is balanced by a gentle, graceful, humane aura. Rather unexpectedly, she smiles.:: Name: Leotha Species: Human Gender: Female Age: No more than 16 Appearance: The girl, though something other-worldly about her makes you hesitate to admit it, is exquisitely beautiful. She is more than pretty or comely; hers is the sort of overwhelming beauty, that which people fear, and which rivals that of Psyche. Her hair is very dark - black, even - and falls in a chaotic mass of curling tresses down her back. Her eyes, two heavily lashed orbs of fire, are a crystalline blue. Her lips are blood-red, and shaped like rosebuds. Her skin is smooth, her body lean and strong, her stature small. Personality: While she admits that she is a pretty maiden, she does not take advantage of it, and she does not act the part. Her soul is one of pure fire; she is like a firecracker ready to go off at any moment with the slightest touch. Her spirit knows how to love, and she is extremely protective of those she does love. She also knows how to hate, and her hatred is an immense, frightening force. Leotha knows well how to protect herself and others, and she often casts herself as the guardian of weaker creatures. Her mind is quick-moving, and once she begins a project or a puzzle, she does not quit until she finishes with flying colors. While she possesses these extreme powers of fire and hatred, she never judges before she knows a person, and with those who are on her "good side", she is kind, compatible, gentle, and giving.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] .:. enters the realms on foot, threadbare black cloak seemingly his only possession. he continues on, into the city.. .: name :.: stiletto :. .: age :.: unknown :. .: gender :.: male :. .: profession :.: thief :. .: appearance :.: plain brown hair, brown eyes. medium height, slight build. lithe, agaile. deadly. :. .: personality :.: find out... :. .:.
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name: Tessara, Tess species: elf gender: female appearance: very tall, waist long red hair, deep blue eyes, wears tan jodhpurs, black leather boots, and a white shirt tied up to show her stomach, light tan all year long personality: fiery lady, high temper, but a very loyal friend and servant (not the kind that waits on u hand and foot) stats: wonderful archer and horsewoman Tess canters in nearly bareback, only a bridle, on her chestnut desert mare, Asfuloth. She stops her mare with a murmered Elvish word and a slight pull on the reins. Her deep blue eyes survey the surrondings with light scorn...
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name-Jewel species-human appearance-medium blonde hair,blue eyes, slim stats-an exellent archer. personality-Good at arguing, a very good archer, sweet
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] *Cool grey eyes survey the landscape, and she urges her mare, Silver Dawn, to a halt with a murmered elven phrase. She was obviously a skilled rider, and she and Silver Dawn trusted each other completely. Her hand strays to an elven-made dagger as she gazes warily into the fog of this foreign land.* Name: Glifinial Steed: Silver Dawn Age: 125 Race: Elven Gender: Female Appearance: 6 feet tall, Grey eyes, silver-blond hair, fine-boned elven features, simple yet elegant clothes, slim and lithe body, slightly muscled, graceful movements Personality: Quick to anger, in tune with nature, loyal, very proud, skilled fighter, exceptionally good with all weapons
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] name: Ashezzs (pronounced Ash-et-z) species: Changeling (Catling, Silver Tabby) appearance: 6ft, skin is human colour, but it is covered with a fine silky fur that is the colour, and has the markings of a silver tabby. Her eyes are blue (like most other silver cats). She does have some human hair - Silver-grey coloured, that is cut to shoulder length (like how the Egyptians had their hair) Personality: Quick to anger, very tempermental, very loyal, not a quiet creature, and she goes over the top at social gatherings.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] She canters in o her pure white stallion to Solan... Name:Lean Age:24 Species:Human Personality:Kind,Sweet,barely shows anger Appearance:  Name:Magnificent Breed:Quarter Horse Appearance: 
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He rides in on a andalusian stallion heading for Solan...He searches for someone... Name:Edijs Age:23 Species:Human Personality:Harsh life mean harsh personality Appearance:Brown hair,brown eyes,muscled,sword at left... History:Has been in a battle and now is seeking revenge on the enemy...
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name:Sarah Age:21 Species:Human/elf Appearance:look at pic Personality:she is sweet and kinda , she can change almost anyone History:she is a warrier , she doesn't look like one thou , she is great with a sword and dagges , she daggers are hidin under her dress , on her leg and she has no more sword, but she is sweet and doesn't look harmfull
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He enters on his black steed...Muscled frame rippling slightly as he put his hand on his sword...he glanced around before heading off to An'kor City... Name:Didzis Age:23 Species:Human...or is he? Appearance:Tall,Dark,Handsom.Dont let his looks scare you,he might be different inside his soul.Black hair,black eyes,muscled.Sword always at his side. Personality:His personality formed with his harsh history...he is harsh,angry most of the time and not understandable. History:Been in training for a war,when war broke out he had seen many dead bodys,blood,and heared screaming.His father died in the war making him angery adn complete destroyed the enemy side on his own. 
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Storm Colored mare comes to a halt; oculars gaze at the surrounding buildings. Lobes flicker to a fro as the hum of the city reaches her. Oculars glance back at the youth on her back, wondering what was going to happen next. She had gotten her mistress this far did she wish to go farther or did she wish to stay. Maiden strokes the mare gently assuring her they need go no farther, for they had reached their destination. * Golden locks escaped their confinement to drape over the maiden's shoulders. Clothed in a light shirt and breeches she had bruises on her face. Blue gray eyes looked warily around, the city scared her but she did not show her fear. The youth dubbed Kita urged her mare forward into the city. Name: Kita Age: 14 Gender: Female race: Human Personality: A stubborn girl, but also very shy. Doesnt talk much because of her past. Loves a challenge, has a slight temper, and can seem angry when scared.< /font >
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His weary gaze watches over the land after several months of hard riding he had finally made it to safety or at least he hoped it was safe here. Name: Alan Trebond Age: 22 Appearence: 6'4" tall musclar build though extreamly clumsley with weaponry, firey red,and hair lavender eyes. Personality: friendly and outgoing but some what power hungery. Backgroud: first born son of a lord from another country was supposed to follow in his fathers footsteps to become a kinight but he tricked him into letting him go to mage school, where he hopes to become powerful enough to become an archmage.
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A young maiden enters the realm atop a chestnut mare. Long aurburn hair falls past her shoulders in large ringlets, a ruby colored circle on her forehead, a tradition of her people. Pale skin is clouded with a finely made lace dress and a long veil covers her hair. Sadden blue grey eyes gaze about, sorrow and pain beyond compare evident in them. Silently, she urges her mare into the City...she would have to let go sometime...  Stats - Name - Aishwariya Rai (Ash to those who know her personally) Race - Human Age - 18 Appearance - Long auburn hair hangs naturally in ringlets, grey blue eyes set in pale skin on a slender face. Standing at about 5'3", she is short and petite in frame. Personality/History - Wishes to remain unknown. Things have happened in her past that she would rather never remember.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Young maiden enters the city and looks around. Choclate brown eyes gaze over the city as she walks on the road. A light blue cloak covers a darker blue dress underneath, hiding her slender body. Small smile is upon lips as she knows her beauty and the power it posses as she carries herself forward, having a destation. Name: Josie Maran Species: Human Age: 17 Height: 5'7' Apperence: Her dark brown eyes match her chocolate brown hair, which is always put up in a bun. Somewhat taller then others, she stands 5'7 and her skin is a light, golden tan. History/personality: She is very cunning and uses her beauty to trick people. Growing up in a slave town, she learned the way of the slave traders and saw what they did to the ruthless slaves. Also having many theives in the area where she grew up, she became somewhat skilled, though, not by much, as she left when her lord died. Out on her own, she made it around to ankor by stealing and tricking people.
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Name: Mauve LeFan Race: Elven Gender: Female Age:25 Appearance: long Ash blonde hair which falls down past her waist. Her eyes are a deep blue giving the appearance of purple thus the name mauve. Her face is attractive in an elvish way the only blemish being 2 scratches/scars along her left cheek bone. Being elven her ears are pointed and tall compared to a human woman but an average height for an eleven woman being 5'9 Personality: Quite, Observant and kind. Wishing to become a healer mauve has a soft touch and a love for all living beings and a fear of death. Although shy, she is friendly and always stays away of any unecassary friction or uncomftable situation.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A dark figure emerges from the shadows, wrapped in a dark emerald colored cloak. Dark, wavy brown hair is cropped at her shoulders, jade eyes gazing at all around her though she makes no sound. Beneath she wears black breeches and boots along with a navy blue short sleeve shirt. Numerous odds and ends hang from her belt, carried with her most of the time, but always on jobs. Though human, she treads silently, an art learned from a young age as she was raised by what nobler people would call the 'Lower City.' To those of the 'Lower City,' she was a lone wolf, she hunted at night, alone. She flashes a grin, eyeing the full purses in the City. They wouldn't be full for long... Stats - Name - Jade (or The Lone Wolf to fellow thieves) Species - Human Age - 22 Height - 5'5" Appearance - On the shorter side of average, she stands at 5'5" a golden brown tan coloring her skin yearound. Her vivid green eyes gave her her name at birth, Jade, though growing up amongst thieves she became known as the Lone Wolf, preffering to go on jobs alone. Personality/History - Very independent, she thinks she can do everything by herself, and if you try to prove her wrong, you're barking up the wrong tree. She grew up among thieves and slave traders and soon made herself known among them, though certain problems with the law forced her from her former home. Now she seeks to make something of herself in An'kor.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name: Lashana Name Meaning: 'Orphan' Nickname: Shana Age: Unknown Gender: Female Appearance: She is a small woman, though tall-about 5'11-and slender, only weighing around 100-105. She has a light tan year round, black hair with dark red streaks and expressive eyes, changing color with her moods, that always have a touch of gold in them to match her elfin-like face. She has a tattoo of her personal sign-a cresent moon with five stars connecting each end together, creating a circle-on the back of her right shoulder, though she has no knowledge of what it is or how she got it. Persona: She is somewhat adventurous, though being careful, untrusting, and somewhat reserved when meeting new people has served her well in the past, she is generally sweet and always has a ready grin when you prove yourself worthy to her. Once you do prove worthy you will have a fiercely loyal and trustworthy friend for life. She is prone to being head-strong when she thinks she is right, but in an insistant, rather than pushy, way. She has her secrets, and unless she wants you to find out, you won't. She has never and will never hold back from a challenge past, present, or future. She loves animals, going out of her way to help one out, and cannot stand those who would ever harm one. Oh, yes. . . .Her temper is a bit unpredictable. She can be sweet as honey one moment and spewing volcano flames the next, or even as freezing as Artic ice. History: Nobody really knows. Her past is a mystery even to her. Sometimes she'll get flashes of memory in her dreams, but when she awakes, the memories are a blurr-nothing solid. But something happened that turned her into a hardened warrior at a young age. however, no matter what happened in her past, one thing is for certain. . .she would make a great ally. . .and an even greater enemy.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] ..A slender catling enters, auds alert for anything. Dark stripes snake up and down her body on a layer of snow white fur. Vivid sapphire eyes gazing warily at the world, daring anyone to try her patience. Twin daggers hang at her hips, along with an exquisitely made sword and other numerous weapons. Sharp canines accompany daggerlike claws, sheathed, for the meantime.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] name: Luke species: human appearance: an average guy personality: hides a sword behind a smile.
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name:Charisia(HAR-is-ia) species:human appearance:Dark brown hair, dark, almost black eyes. gender:Female personality:Firey to anyone who asks about her past, usually nice.
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she walks in and looks around , and heads towarns An'kor city Name:Genny Jewll Lynn'ly Age: 18 Species: Elf Gender: Female Personlity: she is very sweet and nice , looking for a guy , she needs a friend and one that cares for her , she will open out to you if you get to know her and she is very skilled with a bow , and is very swift and is light on her feet looks :She is very slender and is small about the avarage height of a 11 year old human , which id 5"0 , and is very pale but her hair color goes good with it , she has light blonde hair with is wavey and sparkels in the light , and icy blue eyes with always sparkel and she has bright red lips , which go perfect with her pale skin
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] The catling sniffs, gazing carefully around her. Regarding all about her with an air of strong disdain, she continued her 'prowl' of the streets, heading for the city of An'kor, her long, sharp claws sheathed - for the moment. Name: Kaltea Species: Changeling (Clan of the Cat) Appearance: Resembles a human in shape, but ebon lines stripe her body and sharp detractable claws can be seen on occasions. Sharp canine teeth can be glimpsed when she speaks. Personality: Quick to anger, with little love for any creature bar herself.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name:Zon BrightBlade Age: 18 Species: Elf Gender: male Personlity: usually quiet but a genious in battle. Has a long broad sword strapped to his back by a silver belt. Has a black tunic. Very fasta and nimble he can watch an enemy with them never noticing. He has long blonde hair, almost to his shoulders and spiked at the tips. Mascular and standing 6'0", the spiked knuckle gauntlets he wears are menacing.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] *A delicate Catling enters, silver like blue eyes glistening lightly and white hair swaying in the breeze. One sword rests at her hip, long and light, built specifically for Kaolan. Two white stripes run down across her slitted blue eyes, and sharp white canines flash briefly as she smiles. The claws that she was born with are not in fact retractable, but deadly all the same.* Name: Kaolan (Koy-Len) Age: 22 Gender: Female Race: Catling Appreance: Long tapered ears and long white hair. Two white stripes running down across her face. sharp canines, Light blue eyes. Attitude: A bit out of touch with reality. However, she is a vicious hunter and quite in the search of blood.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Black centauress enters closely behind her sister, Trisana. A slight nod is giv'n, they part their seperate ways. They were entirely different, Tris was kind, she was cynical, but she loved her sibling nonetheless. A sriking difference from her sibling, pale skin is set against the flanks of a black horse, with long raven hair to match it. Dark hazel eyes study the new city before her foreleg strikes the earth impatiently, she had no desire to be kind as her younger sister did. Stats Name: Belle Species: Centaur Gender: Femme Age: 22 Personality: Very dark, mysterious, she isn't kind as her sister is. She's not very outgoing, but will voice her opinion if necessary, and can prove to be deadly if crossed.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Centauress enters into the city, dapple grey flanks coming to a halt under the shade of a tree. Long silvery hair flows down her back, though she is not old. Curious blue eyes gaze about as she continues on, debating where to go. Stats Name: Trisana (Tris) Species: Centaur Age: 18 Gender: Femme Personality: Very kind most of the time, unless you get on her bad side...
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A young girl enters, a dazed look about her. Blonde hair falls past her shoulder, securely fastened in a ponytail. She wears a simple blue smock, though she does not know why. Confused, she calls for her mother, not knowing she'll never answer. Name - Laurie Species - Human Gender - Female Age - 10 History - She was abandoned by her mother, who was no longer able to care for her. Scared and alone, she wanders around, not knowing what to do.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Sharp canines glisten in the dark. He too liked blood. He too wished for energy. Perhaps he would find this female. Perhaps.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] She was Jal'raien, and she had come to become a Mage.:: Name: Jal'raien (Jahl-Ray-En) Race: Changeling Clan: Catling Gender: Female age: 25 Appearance: Long pointed ears, brown-golden tufts adorning their tops. A calico styled tail, black striped with a golden sheen.. somewhat dusty, but that is easily fixed. Lithe body, standing about five feet and four inces tall. Retractable claws, but only in her hands.. the one in her feet are trimmed down. Green, cat shaped eyes. Once again, a calico styled face, black stripes running down across her eyes and a small button like nose. Attitude: Often times quiet, but not at all shy. She just doesn't speak much. Her goals are important to her, and her wish to become a blood path Jadu mage drove her to almost insane, suicide-like missions. Not someone you would like to meet randomly on the road.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name: Jahreden Race: Elf Age: 30
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] ::Femme enters, her white leather traveling clothes shockingly offset her black hair. A white cape curls about her shoulders, clasped with a small black serpant. The only weapon on her person is a small, tasteful dagger. She breathes. Her green eyes take in the beauty of the road and she smiles.:: Name: Arelahn(Ah-ray-lan) Species: Elf Age: in her 50s
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] She looks around with warm blue eyes taking in everything, unsure of where to go from here. name: Cabalina NN: Lyn age: unknown, but young for her kind. species: elven appearance: Long light brown hair that falls to her knees when loose, though she keeps it up most of the time. She wears a gray tunic over gray shorts, and has two swords crossed over her back, though they are covered by a forest green hooded cloak. She also carries daggers and other weapons hidden on her person. personality: can be kind and loving, but she hides that behind a mask of indifference.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A tall elf with dark hair streaming down her back pauses before coming to the city. Her dark eyes show none of her emotions. She makes up her mind and continues forward.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A 13 year old girl enters the city, Her dirty blond hair tied loosly into a ponytail. She stands about 5'8 in height and probably wont get much taller. Name:Jennifer......Species: Human........age:13 almost 14.....personality: she is shy, very deturmind, a slight temper, and untrusting. Jennifer eyes the building warily as if she expects somthing to jump out of them...she continues into the city.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A fairly tall woman enters, cloaked in a dark ebon cape atop a large grey mare. Long blonde hair falls way past her shoulders to her middle back. Sky blue eyes are set above a sardonic smile, she had escaped...yet again. It had been close that time...but not overly so. She smiles to herself, wondering if any fool would dare love her again. Her eyes study her presentation, sky blue dress, riding side-saddle on a grey mare. True she seemed sweet...but appearances can be deceiving... Stats Name - Sabine d'Chambrea Species - Human Gender - O' the fairer Age - 26 History - Born into the nobility of France, she was once happy, but her past turned dark after being accused of murder... Personality - Very mysterious, doesn't trust easily, (I don't want to sound stupid or make her sound conceited, but..) she's beautiful, and knows it, though she uses it in a way that you wouldn't expect.
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a smaller girl walks in , she walks briskly threw the town and heads towards Solan. Name:Kaitlin Age: 16 Species: human/elf Gender: female Personlity: Very outgoing , Is very very friendly and can be shy but not usually ,she is very nice/sweet/careing . Looks :She has dirty blonde hair and very dark blue eyes but the inside is light blue , she is about 5"0 and is very skilled with a sword , she has her sword on her side and her bow on her back and her knife at her knee
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] ...she leaves the bundle on the ground... But what is it? A loud wail comes from the blanket. It's a baby! name: Brianna nickname: Brie age: 3 months gender: female personality: n/a
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.: The sleek, slender catling female walks in, piercing blue eyes gliding over all present. Her fur is marked like that of a snow leopard, and she wears a loose, dark, sleeveless jumpsuit. She holds her tail up behind herself, her claws out, as she looks around warily, scenting the air. The sun glints off of two daggers strapped to her forearms, a short, thin sword at her side. Hesitating to glance around again, she sheathes her claws, and bounds off for Al'nath :.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name: Brina Age: 20 Race: Elf/human Gender: Female Personality:She is very friendly but looks sacrey when you firts meet her , she is never in a bad mood but very competiative(sp?) and she is very outgoing and not shy Looks :She is about 5"4 and she uaually has dark blue or brown eyes (they change) , she has one dimple and a soft love smile and a little laugh , she has ears like a elf but thats it , nothing else that looks of elf , but she fights swift like one and she is very smart but stubern sometimes , but is very cool
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] He walks in with a sword at his side adn a dagger hidden under his left leg...he grins with a evil look. name:Draco age:25 race:human history:Has been beaten too many times by Deena and is now seeking another trial.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Small elven enters the vast city small dagger in her belt. She looks harmless, but is deadly is she needs to be. Name: Rosa Species: Elven Gender: Female Age: 16 Personality: perhaps deadly, but can be sweet and logical.
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 a small elf enters the city looking for someone , but she doesn't know who , she is a warrior , she has her bow on her back and her knife at her side.... Name>Rain Gender>Female Age>18
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a small elf enters the city looking for someone , but she doesn't know who , she is a warrior , she has her bow on her back and her knife at her side.... Name>Rain Gender>Female Age>18 Personlity>Outgoing , forward and nice and sweet
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Two elven men walk up looking aorund for the road to Sylvanestri."There."One of them pointed to the sign the other nodded and they both walked to the place. Evil race:elven age:19 Cruel race:elven age:18
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A women enters the city , she is rideing a black mare , she has dirty blonde hair , Her dark blue eyes look into the crowd , she looks at the shops , she slwo down her mare to a walk , she right hand on her sword , her left on her sturps , all of a suden her mare bucks and nocks her off on the ground with all her supplies and the mare runs off , she is left in a puddle on dirty water and her belongings on the ground , she stands up and wipes off the dirt... Name:Tella Race:Elf personality:friendly , outgoing , loves to flirt , tough ,is very loveable statis:single and looking Looks:She has dirty blonde hair , dark blue eyes , small , she is very pretty , and tough , kinda
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ]  *The Courtistan enters, skirts bellowing around her. Her soft hazel eyes glance in your direction as she looks around.* Alias: Satine Summers: 17 Gender: O' the fairer Species: Human
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A women enters the city , she is rideing a black mare , she has dirty blonde hair , Her dark blue eyes look into the crowd , she looks at the shops , she slwo down her mare to a walk , she right hand on her sword , her left on her sturps , all of a suden her mare bucks and nocks her off on the ground with all her supplies and the mare runs off , she is left in a puddle on dirty water and her belongings on the ground , she stands up and wipes off the dirt... Name:Kate Race:human personality:friendly statis:single and looking
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An elf runs threw city she stops "Does anyone know where i could find a job with horses?" an old man says "Yea , I think Dillan mite help ya , over there!"Points to the stables "THANKS!!!!!!!!!"Beau yells as she runs off Name:Beau Gender:Female Race:Elf statis:single age:18 personalty:she is a people person , she loves animals , she has rideing horeses all her life , needs a job badly , someone said Dillan could help , hopefully looks:she is only 5"4 , light blonde hair but dark brown eyes , she doesn't look like a elf but the ears give it away , she has freackles on her faces (not a lot) , her mom was a human and father elf , will try as hard as she can and is not like other elfs
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] I small white dog is running around at nite , it goes into an allyway , all of a sudden a small women comes out , she is dressed in all white , she has blonde hair and blue eyes , she walks down the street into the night alone , she has a sword along her back Name:Emily species:changeable human(pup) looks as human:wears a long white dress , has light blonde hair and light blue eyes, she is very small in size , only 5"0 , she always has money on her looks as dog: a small white dog , messy hair , very loveable stats:single personality:outgoing,loves a changes , loves to flirt , tough , she can kick butt with a sword , she picks up on things fast, loves almost anyone , needs a guy in her life
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A fast white tiger runs threw , and is headed towords Al'nath Name:Cider Gender:Female
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] "Now, MOVE!!" Brown yells at Callete. She stumbles and falls "Now, Get up you worhtless thing!!" BROWN black hair and dressed in black leather, 22 yrs old, good fighter, mean, male, human CALLISTO blonde hair, brown eyes, ripped blue cloth, 14yrs, weak, female, human
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] A young Elf enters the city , she looks about 20 or 21 , she is on foot but is very fast , she runs threw the town to Sylvanestri , the oak Name:Bell Height:4"8 Weight:90 personality:She is very outgoing , she loves everyone and anyone , she is a chatter box but can b serious , and b funny at times too , loves to flirt!!! Gender:Female looks:she has her ahir cut shourt about to her shoulders , it is always behind her ears and she has very light eyes , a light blueish green , a fair complection , she is small in genral MArried:no , she had a boyfriend but he left her for a human
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] She had the halter ropes of many horses as she guides them into the city. Each one was trained for there own need, and she was very happy. Humming to herself, they enter the city. Name:Debbi Age:mid 20's Race: Human Apperence: She has long brown hair, green eyes, and is rather medium in height and weight. She wore a deep red dress with golden bracelts and cuffs around her wrist. A vail drape over her head, and a golden hair pieace kept it in place. Her face was covered, hiding her beauty. Personality: She is quiet, though once you get to know her, she is very talkive. She is trained to use a sword, but she likes daggers more. She is who she is. The horses followed behind her. Most of them were solid colors, but a few were paints and other colors. They all looked healty and fit to do anything. Debbi was going to sell them, and they knew it. There was both mares and stallion, though, the stallions were kept seperate from each other. They all follow at the trot Debbi sat ahead of them.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name: Kaeleen Rasheek Species: human Appearance: She had black hair and blue eyes that matched her horse though she could see just fine... She was slender and fair, her clothes were but tight pants and a short tight shirt that was held together by leather thongs along the sides. A dagger sat in one of her tall boots and arrows were held in a quiver that lay across her back her bow was slung across her opposite shoulder that the quiver was. Personality: do i have to tell you everything....find out yourself all ill say is she is dependent on nobody...
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Walks in town , sees no hrose that are aviable , ask whats a good town to find horses and he says Dal'karath , She run out of the town yelling "THANKS A LOT!!!!!" She is a 20 year old human with dirtyblonde hair about to the middle of her back , blowing in the wild , greenish blue eyes , very light in color too , she has a bow and arrow , she has cuts on her arm and they are bleeding, she seems very peaceful , but she can be mean in battle.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Young elven enters the city lonly looking for help Name: Roxy age: 17 gender: female speices: Elven Looks: Light blue eyes , 5"0 , 95 LBS Personality: very outgoing , loves all races , Very friendly, not scared of anyyhing , will never leave a man/woman and loves to cuddle
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Young elven enters the city lonly looking for help Name: Roxy age: 17 gender: female speices: Elven Looks: Light blue eyes , 5"0 , 95 LBS Personality: very outgoing , loves all races , Very friendly, not scared of anyyhing , will never leave a man/woman and loves to cuddle
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] the dog sniggs here and there and howls a long blood curdling howl,and then a thick purple mist covers the two.The horse lets out a scream,and jumps out of the fog,when the mist fades a man walks out of the mist.he has green eyes,is covered with dirt,and is wearing shabby robes torn up in some places.he calms the horse and mounts,bare back and rides away. name:Sirius species:changeable human(dog) appearance as human:emerald green eyes,very poor,steals everything he needs appearence as dog:large boarhound,green eyes,loyal stats:single personality:tough and outgoing,likes being in charge,loyal to all people but snobs horses stats: devil's pride(pride) 6 spanish mustang blue roan staillion
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] all three rding on one horse...the oldest in front and youngest in back...in the middle was the girl...the horse snorted and craned his neck tail swished annoyed by how many humans were on his back.there was one more horse following but he had packs on his back so no one could ride him. John Age:17 race:human other:oldest of all three...has a sword as a weapon and very strong for his age...the horse he is riding is his and his sisters horse. Colten Age:14 race:human other:youngest of all three...the pack horse is his only no one else can ride his horse...has a dagger right now but in hopes to get sword once he is older. Stacy age:16 other:in the middle of both the oldest and youngest...she has no horse yet but she hopes to find one...has a bow and arrow she is good at archery.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] € The figure of young girl clung to the safety of the shadows, chocolate-colored eyes peering suspiciously at the strangers, silently measuring their worth. Grubby fingers seemed to itch with anticipation as a mischevious smile darted across her face. € Name: Inara Race: Human Gender: Female Age: 14 years Description: Her thin form is hidden by a tattered shirt and patchwork vest with a myriad of hidden pockets, ill-fitting britches about her waist. In fact, it was difficult to tell whether she was male or female, for her mousy hair was cut short and bound in a simple pony tail. Beneath the smudges of dirt, a spattering of freckles marked her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Chocolate-colored eyes constantly shifted from one stranger to the next, sizing them up.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] ..Name: Jacqueline.. ..Age: 16.. ..Species: Human.. ..Gender: Female.. ..Appearance: Long brown hair, Green eyes, tanned, slim and tall.. ..Personality: if you're curious, why don't you find out?..
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Handsome teenager enters upon a golden honey steed. His crystal blue eyes perice the shadows for a young maiden to capture his heart. His steed stops, but he spurs it to move on, and he rears. The man went up with him easily and brought him down at a smooth canter. Name: Matt Donner of Mojave Race: Human Gender: Male Apperence: He has a light golden brown hair, with crystal blue eyes. His skin is lightly tanned by riding in the sun for many hours. He wears black pants, and a clean blue shirt of spined cotton. Personality: He is sweet, nice, calm and will love a women who loves him back.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] one was the age of ten the other the age of twenty...Kim,the twenty year old walked along side a powerfull steed with a ten year old on top...no one was riding the steed.Jessica was taking a piggy back ride. kim age:20 race:human other:Takes care of her freinds daughter because her freind died. jessica age:10 race:human other:crys most of the time for her mother is dead and Kim doesn't know what to do with her crying.
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Young man rides in on his black hued steed, the stallion prances under his master's light hand.The man nudges the stallion into a canter in the direction of An'kor City... Name.Don Cary Baskin III (Trey) Age.21 Height.6'1 Hair.Black Eyes.Brown History.He came from a distant land in search of a new life.His past is untold.He is a loner and knows no one here in An'kor.He is obviously very wealthy. Horse's stats. Name.Blackie Age.5 Breed.Frisien Color.Black
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Slave Trader rides in...yes she was a women but that didnt stop her.She turned to look at her slaves on the two steeds."Sit up Kathy."She takes her whip and lashes it at her. Kathy sat up quickly and winces at the lash.Robert mummbled and shook his head looking at Kathy."I cant believe her."He was new ans was just caught yesterday.Kathy turned to whisper back."You will get use to it."SHe sighed and looked back to the front. Sandy age:40 race:human job:slave trader other:loves to talk to other slave traders.She is single and very strong for her age. KAthy age:15 race:human other:slave of Sandy for ten years. Robert age:16 race:human other:slave of Sandy for only on day.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] One had the brains the other had the strength...Tara,the strength,stopped and looked around.Tammia,the brains stopped behind her...although Tammie had brains she didnt like being alone and could get scared easily without her sister. Tara age:16(oldest twin) race:human personality:strong and is smart although Tammie is the smartest. Tammia age:16(youngest twin) race:human persoanlity:smart and frightened without her sister.
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He looked about 12 as he walked quietly down the road, heading for the big city. His dark sadden eyes take in his surrodings, a small bird flying, horses snorting, and men yelling. He stays to the side, as people on horses fly by. One knocks him down as they pass and laugh. He falls hard into a puddle of mud, then gets up, his clean clothes now drity. He trys to brush the mud off, then sighs, a single tear falls down his muddy cheek as he heads into the city, a single pack swung over his shoulder. Name: Joshua Race: Human Age: 12 Apperance: He wore small blue jeans and a black over sized shirt. Personality: Quite, young, shy, stays mostly to the dark and will not talk unless forced, but will stand up for himself if needed.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] € The trees along the path seemed to bend aside to allow the horse & its rider the freedom to pass unhindered. Leaves rustled softly beneath the unshod hooves, the horse bearing its lady with long, fluid strides towards Sylvanestri. € NAME: Mikayla Sylvoi RACE: Elven GENDER: The fairer of the two AGE: More seasons than you might think... APPEARANCE: She stands an elegant five feet and two thirds, her slender form draped in shimmering verdence, made from some exotic, yet unidentifiable cloth. A powderly complexion over tilted cheekbones, which often bear the lightest of blushes. Silvered tresses hang over acuminate ears, hung with droplet pearls. A matching milky globule hangs daintily over her collar bones on a thread of of spun sterling. Vivid green eyes stare unwavering, her gaze calm and yet penetrating.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] she looks around, a cheerful smile upon her face as she nudges her fat,stubborn and little shetland pony towards An'kor City... Name.Anna Age.8 Hair.Blonde Eyes.Honey suckle brown Race.Elven Pony's stats. Name.Roo Age.7 Color.Three colored pinto Height.14.1 hh Gender.Gelding
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without a horse she takes off running as fast as she could to Sylvanestri...always looking back. name:Melea species:elven appearance:blonde hair and blue eyes.has three weapons for a special reason...dagger,sword,bow and arrows. talents:good with the bow and arrow and you should see her with the sword shes quick. history:has been running from her evil sister for awhile now and she is beginning to think that Mystic is not around anymore. ooc:Yes i know there is a Mystic that is this ones sister.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ]  name: Legolas Greenleaf species: elven appearance: long blonde hair, blue eyes. Tallents: With hands quicker than sight he can shoot 3 arrows in 3 different directions in a split second. Is a natural with a sword. personality: Friendly, quiet and focased. History: He was the Prince of mirkwood, when is father was killed and the dark lord took over his kingdom he left the land and traveled to Anko'r
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] An older man enters the dark city upon a large black horse. Snarl is one his face as he looks back behind him, making sure his slaves were still there. There were each on a horse, the first one, Maria, upon a grey mare. The second, carson, was on another mare, only this one was chestnut. He yells to them and continues at the slow walk. Name: Sir lassen Age:29 Species: Human Height:"6'2" Apperence: Lightly tanned, wears an expenxive cloak over a white cotton shirt, then a black pants. His hair is light black, and he is very mean. Slaves: Name: Maria Species: Human Gender: Female History: Sir lassen found her when she was 6, and had made her a personal slave. She is now 14 Name: Carson Species: Human Gender: Male History: Sir lassen brought him when he was 13, he is now 16. The enter the city.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Screaming "Help!Help Me!" She stumbled hitting a tree and using it to get back up she took off running agian to An'kor Name:Sarah May Age:20 Race:Human Appearance:Black Half shirt and shorts above her knees. History:She has been a slave for years starting at the age of 5.Everyday she would run away and the punishment would be 10 lashes of the whip and five more for screaming in his ears.She is now running away agian this time she hoped that Gregory,the slave owner,won't find her.
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The muffled thud of hooves upon the roadside turf signals the arrival of yet another strange newcomer to the growing lands of An'kor. Yet a figure such as this was a rare sight, even within this varied realm. The cloaked head of the arrival appears slowly over the verdant hilltop, hardened, muscular torso clothed in the stiff leather tunic of a warrior following. But that was all to be seen of the supposed rider, the carefully clad upper body flowing smoothly into the sleek ebony hide of the horse. Reaching the crest of the hill, the creature pushes back the her dark hood, revealing a fair, expressionless face, framed in the same blue-black hair of her equine body. Piercing amythest gaze roams freely over the view from her lofty position, slender hand rising to grasp her shouldered sword strap as she sets a feathered hoof upon the gradual descent to the lands below. :Name: Eochaidh (Eochu) :Species: Changeling, Clan of the Horse :Appearance: Black, muscular equine body, feathered hooves, full tail. Equally muscular torso, long black hair, serious, silent face though not unattractive. :Personality: Quiet, serious, defiant, a warrior. Not inclined to idle chatter, and skilled in both sword and bow.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Young female walks into the unkown land of ankor. She was weak and had little streatgh as she made her way to ankor name: Kaite Species: Human Eyes: Blue Hair:Blonde Personality: She is who she is...
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] cold green eyes sweep across the terrain, he nudges a coal black steed forwards toward An'kor City to find work. Name.Marcus Age.23 Race.Human Gender.Male Hair.Black Eyes.Green with a tint of Gold Height.6'1 Appearance.He wears a loose white shirt with leather cuff like things.He wears black pants with black riding boots.He keeps a tan year round and girls fall for his appearance but hardly none can tolerate him.He comes to An'kor to find a job that will pay well.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] He rides a huge horse and behind him is another horse carrying packages and odd things.Tied to a rope is two young women, they are servant girl and will be sold in An'kor City to the highest buyer...the man jerks the rope making the young girls speed up... Man's stats; Name.Darron Age.42 Race.Human Hair.Black/Grey Eyes.Grey Overall.He's tall and well built, he is mostly cruel and has never married due to it.No woman can tolerate him and his ways. First Servant Girl's Stats; Name.Katleen Age.19 Race.Human Hair.Raven Black Eyes.Brown Second Servant Girl's Stats; Name.Ashley Age.17 Race.Human Hair.Blonde Eyes.Blue
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Name: Nicolette D'Vaure Race: Human Gender: Female Age: 19 Winters have passed since her birth Description: Creamy skin with a hint of a blush on her prominent cheek bones. Intense grey eyes study the world around her with measured confidence, which on occasion can border on arrogance. Silky raven locks tumble past her shoulders, haphazardly curled. Well-woven cloth wraps her well-proportioned curves, skirts trailing about booted ankles.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] He rides in whistling as he went.He was tell for his age and that made him look older. Name:Matthew Mackay-Smith Age:19 Race:Human Height:6'0 Color of hair:Brown Color of eyes:brown Appearance:Tall and strong...he wears a blue shirt and black riding jeans.A sword and dagger is with him...the sword on his left side and the dagger hiding under his right pant leg. Personality:Kind and gentle unless you make him angry then you will see the bad side and you dont want to see that side.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] :|: name :|: Alyn d'Boere :|: species :|: Human :|: appearance :|: Pale complexion-Green eyes-waist length auburn hair-slender-small in frame-5 feet :|: stats :|: Was once a slave girl for France's Princess :|: personality :|: Innocent-Coy-Extremely Shy-Sweet-Caring
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] She enters on a camel, yes indeed, it is a strange site, but she had come from a place in search of her two brothers, Curtis O'connell and Alexander O'connell.Anyways, why she rides a camel is because she comes from a band of theives, yes, theives.She is not a theif herself but the people captured her from her two brothers when their parents died.There had been 17 men against 2 so of course Alexander and Curtis had lost...they made of with their sister and she had not seen them since, now, finally she was able to escape from the band and flee unto here, now she must find her brothers... Name.Charity O'connell Age.18 Eyes.Blue Hair.Black Height.5'6 Weight.121lbs. Camel's Stats Name.Tzipporah Age.5 Color.Tan
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Her smile warm and inviting, she was older but still elegent...snowy white hair tucked neatly under a lovely hat, she wears light blue which contract with her light, sky blue eyes... Name.Nicole de Algeron Age.55 Race.Human Hair.Snowy white Eyes.Light blue Height.5'5 Weight.107lbs. Other.She may be small and frail but she is spirited.She is elegent and her past is very interesting... She is extremely well educated and loves to teach and learn. She is kind and easy to talk to.She is not a stuck up lady but is loving and caring.She will help others in need if she can.She wears a lovely dress of light blue along with a little pink and white in it.Her hat is lovely with beautiful feathers and pearls.A pearl necklece hangs from her neck and she wears ivory gloves...She has two horses, first, the one she rides all the time which is trained for sidesaddle which is what she rides.The second carries a light but spacious cart which carries her things. Her riding horse; Name.Ginger Age.11 Breed.Arabian Color.Chestnut (Ginger colored) Height.15.2 hh. Gender.Mare Her second horse; Name.Lord Mier Age.8 Breed.Frisien Color.Black Height.15.3 Gender.Gelding
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] and glances around, he sighs and urges his mount towards An'kor City... Name.Colt Chevrefeuille-Peche Age.18 Eyes.Blue (Darken when he is bored and lighten has he gets excited) Hair.Black Height.Six feet Personality.Hmm, that's a difficult one, he is very educated and loves poetry though he won't admitt it, he also loves to read and write...another passion of his is his music...
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Enters on black friesian steed. name:David Hyatt age:21 race:human gender:male height:6'0 Color of hair:blonde color of eyes:blue Wears:a black shirt and jeans...has a sword at his side and it never leaves his side unless you make him angry. Temperment:Hates men who judge,push,or order women around. Hobbies:Loves to go horse back riding,talkingor practcing swordfighting.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Name: Zal'a Species: catling Color: black w/ white stripes or is it the other way around? Gender: female Age: unknown personaa: strength is somehting not unusauly found in her heritage. She has the speed of her mother and the strength of her father. She loves the chase of a hunt and is skilled in war. Her claws are retractable. Her fangs are deadly weapons. She was once called the "Demond herself" by humans.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] name:Danica species: changeling (Centaur) appearance:Sandy Bay body, Black hair down spine with lightly tanned skin, and grey eyes height: 15 hands high at shoulders(horse) personality:have to wait and find out
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Young maiden enters upon a ivory mare. Soft pale yellow dress drapes over the side of her mare as they enter the area. Her soft face is hidden under her wide brim hat, shading her face. She looked of grand honor, and so she had honor. Honor with herself, and her family. But, she had left them, to prove she can be out on her own. Sitting tall in the side saddle of her mare, they make their way towards the city, awaiting there adventure. Name: Molly Carmel(Car-mel) Age: 16 Race: Human Gender: Female Goal: To become a mage or healer History: When molly was 2, her father became king of a small kingdom, known as the former city of Dunsmuir. After her 5th birthday, she was given her own mare and her own small part of the castle. In that small part, she had everything she ever wanted, if she needed a dress of the most fancy work, it would be hers. As she was growing up, her parents thought she was getting spolied, so when she turn 14, they made a bet that she wouldn't survive on her own for more then 6 years. Even though she did not want to leave, she was given everything she owned and was shoved out of the kingdom. So, she took only what she most needed and wanted, then set out to be on her own, bringing her wealth and joy with her. Apperance: She usally wears a grand fancy dress, unless she knows she may do something dirty. Her long brown hair is always up in a well kept bun. Her eyes are the greenest of greens and her smile as soft as the sun. She takes great pride in keeping clean, making sure she will not be embarressed by how dirty she was. The dress she is wearing now white with pink trim. Now, her mare is a different story. She also takes great pride in matching her mare. She will even die her mares mane and tail to match her. Her mares name is Ducki and is the most calmest mare of all times, at least molly thinks so. After reaching the entrance of the city, they enter, and Molly Carmel, with a soft smile on her lightly tanned face.
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The palomino trotted around, her cream colored hair fell across her arms and she trotted off to Solan
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She stopped the mare and patted her neck looking around."Hmmm...which way to go."She finally desides to go to An'kor City since it was the largest. Name:Caroline Age:25 race:human appearance:  Name:Skylark Age:6 race:horse appearance: 
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[She entered the land with a slight smirk about her][A wave was issued to a few passerbys but no other signs of emotion] [Name: Jaundice Age:21 Apearance: Height:5ft 2in Weight:99 lbs Slim slender build, very graceful and refined in looks, but not in personality. Eyes:blue Hair:blonde hair length: waist]
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] Glancing around the area she was in now leaning on her sword she sighs and begin he journey to An'kor City hoping to get there soon so she can rest. Name:Sassy Age:26 race:Human Appearance:  Personality:Her name says it all Sassy thats what she is...she loves warriors and loves to read warrior books.
[ Post a Reply to this Message ][ Edit | View ] slight smile on her face she stops and looks around."hmmm."She sighed and popped her neck before walking on to Al'nath name:Nikita age:25 Race:Catling(Tiger) Appearance 
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WE NEED MORE CENTAURS! JOIN AS CENTAURS, HALF HUMAN HALF HORSE! PLEASE! GO! JOIN! NOW! AS CENTAURS! PLLLLLLLEASE!
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