[hider=Snow White][center][color=crimson][img]http://i1120.photobucket.com/albums/l498/wolflover114/coollogo_com-266833459.png[/img] [img]http://i.skyrock.net/9512/89359512/pics/3266242888_1_3_6VMud5Tm.gif[/img] [h3][i][b]~General Information~[/b][/i][/h3] [b]Name (Fairy Tale World):[/b] Snow White [b]Other Names (Fairy Tale World):[/b] ?. [b]Real Name (Fairy Tale World):[/b] Snow White [b]Occupation (Fairy Tale World):[/b] Snow has no occupation [b]Place Of Origin:[/b] Grahtwood: FT world [b]Age:[/b] 18 [b]Affiliation (Rivenspire - FT World):[/b] Neutral Good [hider]A neutral good character does the best that a good person can do. He is devoted to helping others. He works with kings and magistrates but does not feel beholden to them.[/hider] [b]Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (5 Years Old):[/b] [img]http://i1120.photobucket.com/albums/l498/wolflover114/Young%20Snow.jpg[/img] [b]Appearance - Earth (18 Years Old):[/b] [img]http://www.beautifulballad.org/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/th4.jpg[/img] [b]Wardrobe Style (Rivenspire - FT World):[/b] [i]? (Presently) -[/i] ? Snow White wears an array of clothing from rather common looking dresses to extravagant gowns that she had from her time as a princess. [h3][i][b]~Relationship Information~[/b][/i][/h3] [b]Relationship Status:[/b] Single [b]Partner:[/b] N/A [b]Father:[/b] King Leopold (Deceased) [b]Mother:[/b] Queen Eva (Deceased) [b]Step-mother[/b] Queen Pricilla [b]Siblings:[/b] Shaba (No true relation but she feels as though he is) [b]Pet/s:[/b] None [b]Other:[/b] Doc, Happy, Sleepy, Sneezy, Bashful, Grumpy, Dopey, and Belle De' Fortseque [h3][i][b]~Personal Information~[/b][/i][/h3] [b]Personality:[/b] Snow is soft and gentle, she cares deeply for those around her but there is a fire in her eyes. She can be cunning and deceptive when she chooses and often can be quite sassy. After a lifetime cooped up in a castle and then cottage, she wants to explore the world and she what it has to offer. She is fierce with an adventorous side, which can get a little dangerous because although she is often aware of her limits, she likes pushing the boundaries of her own abilites. [b]Strengths:[/b] In the last two years, Snow has been learning how to fight with and without weapons. She has become capable enough in all of them and strives to be more compitent with them. Snow is incredibly driven and goes after what she wants. She is quick to learn and although she is confident in her abilities, knows when she is outmatched. She is intelligent, cunning and crafty thanks to most of her sparring partners having a height disadvantage and still kicking her butt. [b]Weaknesses:[/b] Snow is not a specimen of athletic ability. Despite training over the last few years, she is still not incredibly strong. Snow wears a lot of dresses that prevent any proper ability to move. [b]Weapons:[/b] Snow's preferred weapon is a dagger as they are small, easy to conceal, and most people wouldn't expect it. [hider][img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/2c30df43812a2bdf1a58ef35b5c6e945/tumblr_nggphmm6Vy1u5c4oko1_400.gif[/img][/hider] She also has her own bow and arrow (which she can hit most of the targets with) and a sword that she can swing in a deadly manner. [b]Brief Biography (Life In Rivenspire - FT World):[/b] Snow White was born in the middle winter as small snowflakes whisked outside the window. She was raised by her two doting parents, who ensured their daughter had nothing but the best. It was clear from a young age that the girl was gentle and kind, happily chattering away with anyone who would listen. Singing to the birds in the garden, she was a truly happy child. However, when Snow was only three, tragedy struck their home and she lost her mother to illness. Although she was young and couldn't fully understand what had happened that day, Snow was visibly changed. The young girl didn't talk as much and seemed to prefer to quietly play rather than skip around the garden, singing. It was only a year later when her father chose to remarry. It was for himself and for his daughter that he did it. He was in love and his little girl needed a mother figure around to support her in the years to come. And that she did. Pricilla was a kind mother to the young girl, everything that she needed. Slowly, Snow began to sing to the birds again and jump and skip to her heart's content. And things were lovely, they were a happy family. Pricilla's son, Shaba would visit and play with Snow and the two became close and Snow began to regard him as her own brother, even if she rarely saw him. It wasn't until she was ten that things began to spiral for the worse once more. It was in this tenth year that she lost yet another parent and for a moment, she truly felt like an orphan. However, Pricilla was quick to remind her that not all parents were related by blood. The woman continued to care for her despite the death of her father but her treatment of the girl slowly became worse and worse. As Snow White grew older, the woman began to strictly monitor her eating, ensuring that she was only eating foods that were healthy for her. She had Snow assisting the maids in cleaning the castle on various days. Despite, the sudden change in treatment, Snow took in all in stride. She tried not to complain as Cilla had ensure that it was all for her benefit, which Snow could some what understand. Things then reached a peak around Snow's 16th birthday. She was no longer cleaning once and awhile, she was working most everyday and rarely found time to get out of her rags. She had come to enjoy the work though, in her own little way. She sang to the birds when she worked in the garden and hummed when she worked in the castle. All was well until a new figure entered the castle. Snow had never met the woman, Isabella De' Fortesque, prior to that day but she was certain she had heard her name in the halls some days. She seemed important and looked it too. It was that afternoon that Snow was instructed to accompany Belle into the woods. The young girl beamed, believing that this was an opportunity to take a break and leave the palace that she truly didn't know when she had last stepped outside the gates of. She dressed herself in cleaner clothes and spoke to Belle as they walked deeper and deeper into the woods. They continued to walk until Snow realized she could no longer see the castle and there was an unsettling feeling in the air. It was then that Belle explained to her the real reason they had come so far into the wood. The only woman she truly remembered as a mother had given Belle clear instructions to return with the girl's heart. Snow placed her hands to her chest, as though to protect her vital organ but quickly realized that there was no way that she could escape this fate. She was not strong or fast, she had nothing to defend her life with... Tears started to escape her eyes as she stared at Belle and excepted her fate. The killing blow never did come though. The Huntress couldn't bring herself to kill the innocent girl and instead dragged her further still into the wood. It was there that they found a small cottage, inhabited by 7 rather small men. They promised to protect the young Princess but only if she promised in turn to help them, however she see fit. So, she did as she knew and cleaned the house when it got messy and cooked when it was her turn. She cared for them and they cared for her. Belle continued to return and check on the young Princess as she settled in. It was in one of these visits that the girl asked for training in self defense, in weapons, in just about anything she could learn. Snow no longer wanted to be protected by guards and dwarves. Because if it came down to it, if she was left to her own devices, she didn't want to have to accept a deadly fate ever again. [img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/2059ccd64bf4133822514cf0acb9fa07/tumblr_mvw943PvA01qjozueo7_250.gif[/img] [/color][/center] [/hider] [hider=Robin Hood][center][color=forestgreen][img]http://i1120.photobucket.com/albums/l498/wolflover114/coollogo_com-61931477.png[/img] [img]http://24.media.tumblr.com/b20d2feb7776b0bb1f9e2b24739a24df/tumblr_n017x5X9Gl1tqyrsfo1_250.gif[/img] [b]Name (Fairy Tale World):[/b] Robin Hood [b]Other Names (Fairy Tale World):[/b] Lancelot Du Lac [b]Real Name (Fairy Tale World): [/b] Philip De' Fortesque [b]Occupation (Fairy Tale World): [/b] Self employed; Thief [b]Place Of Origin: [/b] Province: Fairy Tale World [b]Age: [/b] 24 [b]Affiliation (Fairy Tale World): [/b] Chaotic Good [hider]A chaotic good character acts as his conscience directs him with little regard for what others expect of him. He makes his own way, but he's kind and benevolent. He believes in goodness and right but has little use for laws and regulations. He hates it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. He follows his own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society.[/hider] [b]Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (11 Years Old):[/b] [img]https://pbs.twimg.com/media/Bo33D6pIUAAEb1Q.jpg:large[/img] [b]Appearance - Fairy Tale World(24 Years Old):[/b] [img]http://41.media.tumblr.com/ac549bfefeaa4777c03f29345070cf6e/tumblr_n2kucyDLND1rsjbaso1_500.png[/img] [b]Wardrobe Style (Fairy Tale World):[/b] [img]https://presentsofthepast.files.wordpress.com/2016/02/aramis.gif[/img] ~Relationship Information~ Relationship Status: Single Partner: None... for now cx Father: King Maurice De' Fortesque (Deceased). Mother: Queen Colette De' Fortesque (Deceased). Siblings: Belle De' Fortesque Pet/s: Philip has his own grey horse named, Aussigris Other: Robin is incredibly close to his Merry Men. ~Personal Information~ [b]Personality:[/b] Robin is brave and at times shows lack of care of his own life. This being said he is incredibly protective of those who he deems close to him, even those who are older and are more than capable of protecting themselves. He would gladly throw himself in the way of a bullet and sacrifice himself for anyone he holds dear. These feelings are not unrequited though for those who stand beside him would quickly show him the same courtesy. He is quite intelligent and calculating but he is quick to think on his feet which has gotten him out of many scrapes before. Robin is still young and from that he can be juvenile and despite his brain he sometimes doesn't think before he does. He is fueled by revenge which does, at times, cloud his judgement. Despite the anger inside him, he keeps quite a cool head but is more willing to fight it out verse talk it out. Having been raised to the age of eleven as a noble man's son, some noble mannerisms have stuck with him. Chivalry being one of the major ones. [b]Strengths:[/b] Robin Hood is a master of most all fighting techniques from long ranged, bow and arrow, to close combat with sword or hand to hand. Hood has a soft footed walk, allowing him to easily sneak around without detection. He can pick locks with easy and is an escape artist. Robin is a natural leader has easily convinced men and women much older than himself to follow him. [b]Weaknesses:[/b] Robin is a passionate man and often follows his own whims. He is an excellent leader but often struggles to follow which places him in complicated positions with those of authority. He will often do as he believes is right and sees far more grey in the spectrum of good and evil than most. [b]Weapons:[/b] Robin keeps a sword, his bow and arrows, and several daggers on his person at most moments. [b]Brief Biography (Life In The Fairy Tale World):[/b] Phillip De' Fortesque was once a nobleman. He once had land to his name and a title before it. However, thirteen years ago, after the death of his parents, he and his older sister, Isabella were placed under the wing of Clayton Le' Gume, a man that Phillip never truly trusted. His intuition proved to be right as the man took the throw, Phillip's rightful place as the heir to the crown of Province.However, he was unaware of how deep the man's betrayal went. After months of finding anyway possible to defy the man, who pressented himself like their new father to world and was tyrannt in private, Clayton approached him with a truce. Philip would get his own land that he could rule over, so long as he abidded by the rules that were laid forth by himself, the King. This wasn't everything that Phillip wanted but it seemed like a compromise. One that allowed Phillip to escape the man. To the fued to rest, Phillip was invited to hunt with the King's party that afternoon but things went unexpectedly. As Phillip rose his arrow to shoot a deer, he felt a splitting pain in his back, causing him to cry out. Reaching behind himself, he felt an arrow's shaft against his fingers. He turned, raising his bow again, taking aim at his assailant. He released his arrow and watched as it sailed passed the King, missing him entirely. That was when a second arrow collided with his chest, sending him backwards. Stumbling, he fell onto his back lodging the first arrow further into his body. He lay there, choking on his own blood as he heard the sound of hooves leaving. On his back, he stared at the clouds, tears sliding down his cheeks. In that moment, he tried to accept his death... However, there was too much for him to do, he was simply too young for this fate. And much to his fortune, this was not his fate. A group of rather jolly men, found the poor bleeding boy and took pity on him. They took him in and nursed his wounds but they never planned for him to live. Merely wished to give him a more comfortable death. However, Phillip fought for his life and against everyone's beliefs survived the brutal attack. It was these men who took the young man, who refused to give them a name, into their fold, naming and teaching him. Phillip desired to better himself in the art of the bow and arrow, so that he might one day seek revenge on the man who had tried to kill him. However, Phillip was not happy living his days in hiding. As him and the merry men, traveled through the woods, they often came upon towns and villages that were in near ruin thanks to the Queen's men or taxes. At the age of 18, Phillip took it upon himself to help the people and looked to the men he was living with for help. It took a bit of convincing, offering to be the one without a horse for a full week or to make their shelter and fire for the next few times they found a place to stop. So the next time the men came, Phillip and the jolly men were ready for them and showed them resistance they had not been expecting. With little fighting, the soldiers retreated and the town celebrated. The celebrations did not last long before the soldiers were back with more men and beat Phillip and the men to a pulp. Seeing Phillip as the leader, they took him into custody as they burned the town leaving the people to burn with it. It was then that Phillip learnt that fighting might not always win. The Royals had armies with more trained soldiers than most any town that they attacked could supply. These people didn't need an army... They needed money. Dragged to some outpost, they tied Phillip to a chair and beat him brutally, trying to beat him into some kind of submission. However, when they finally let the boy be, he threw himself out of his chair and slowly dragged himself across the ground until he reached a table with many blades laid out on it. Struggling to his feet slightly, Phillip turned and grabbed one of the knives and cut into the ropes that held him captive. Once free, the boy had every intention to escape but thought back to his revelation hours prior. With a grin on his face, he quietly snuck around the room, grabbing a bag and stuffing anything that looked to have some kind of value into it. Growing rather cocky, he did not leave with his bag full of treasure just yet. He slipped out into the hall and began to steal the bounty of riches that the outpost held. When his bag became so heavy that he feared he would not be able to carry it back to the village, he snuck into one last room where he found a beautiful bow and quiver. Smiling, he gathered them both onto his back and ran to the window to look below at what the fall held for him. Grinning as he found the stables and a kind pile of hay, he tossed his bag down before him and climbed into the window when he heard a man yell, "Hold, villain." In quick movement, Phillip removed an arrow from his new quiver and notched it before he turned, pointing the weapon at the man who stood at the other end of the room, brandishing a sword. Phillip smiled, "The Sheriff of Nottingham, I presume," he said as he pointed with his arrow head to the man's rich attire, "Sir, have you any pocket change for a lowly serf?" "I will give you nothing!" The Sheriff yelled back before he advanced forward. Phillip pulled the string on his bow back a little further, "Ah, ah, how much time do you think it will take me to put this arrow between your eyebrows? Enough time for you to stop me? I think not." The Sheriff growled before unhooking his coin purse from his belt and tossing it to Phillip. The boy released the arrow into the Sheriff's sword arm's shoulder before catching the bag. The man howled, "Who are you?" Phillip laughed... The nobleman he had once been was long dead. That boy was assumed dead by the entire world, "Robin Hood," He said simply, taking the name the merry men had given to him years ago, before he jumped out the window into the hay below and gathered his bag before taking a horse and racing off with his riches. When he returned to the town, he found it to be in better conditions than he had expected. The people had managed somehow to put out the fire and were doing their best to fix the damages that had been done. The happy men ran to surround Phillip's horse when he returned. Phillip smiled to them, battered and bloodied as he was, "What... You didn't actually expect me to walk while you rode," He joked before he rose his bag into the air, "I bring riches from the kind Sheriff of Nottingham for the people." He tossed it in front of himself, allowing the silver and gold to spill out, "May that cover your taxes." It was from that day on that Phillip forgot about the boy he had once been and became Robin Hood, the thief who stole from the rich and gave to the poor. [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/6b/25/e4/6b25e4c2eb27c39fc48e37d5ed9c53a3.jpg[/img] [/color][/center][/hider] [hider=King Arthur-WIP][center][color=darkcyan][img]http://i1120.photobucket.com/albums/l498/wolflover114/coollogo_com-285315389.png[/img] [img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/9ad3e19b65a83fe0c3a6a76d2fc20312/tumblr_oase9nnEpa1tmczi0o4_500.gif[/img] [h3][i][b]~General Information~[/b][/i][/h3] [b]Name (Fairy Tale World):[/b] Arthur Pendragon [b]Other Names (Fairy Tale World):[/b] King Arthur of Camelot [b]Real Name (Fairy Tale World):[/b] King Arthur Pendragon of Camelot [b]Occupation (Fairy Tale World):[/b] King [b]Place Of Origin:[/b] Camelot: Rivenspire [b]Age:[/b] ?. [b]Affiliation (Rivenspire - FT World):[/b] Lawful Good [hider]A lawful good character acts as a good person is expected or required to act. He combines a commitment to oppose evil with the discipline to fight relentlessly. He tells the truth, keeps his word, helps those in need, and speaks out against injustice. A lawful good character hates to see the guilty go unpunished.[/hider] [b]Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (18 Years Old):[/b] [img]http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/07/Charlie-Hunnam.jpg[/img] [b]Appearance - Earth (31 Years Old):[/b] [img]http://redkingsingh.tv/wp-content/uploads/2016/07/King-Arthur-Legend-Of-The-Sword-Official-Movie-Trailer-2.jpg[/img] [b]Wardrobe Style (Rivenspire - FT World):[/b] [i]- (Presently) -[/i] Currently flips back and forth between the clothes of a king and those of a knight. He is most comfortable in just pants and a shirt though. [img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/a6090a4ff1c5609a6f03cef008fa54ec/tumblr_oase9nnEpa1tmczi0o1_500.gif[/img] [h3][i][b]~Relationship Information~[/b][/i][/h3] [b]Relationship Status:[/b] Engaged (Arranged marriage) [b]Partner:[/b] Merida [b]Father:[/b] King Uther Pendragon (Deceased) [b]Mother:[/b] Igraine (Deceased) [b]Siblings:[/b] None [b]Pet/s:[/b] Various animals live with in the castle but beyond his horse (Otis) and two dogs (Ina and Bjorn) none are his own. [b]Other:[/b] Lady Morgana Pendragon (Faux-sister and murder of his father) [h3][i][b]~Personal Information~[/b][/i][/h3] [b]Personality:[/b] To put it best, Arthur is a king. He is a leader with determination and is strong willed. He is never one to give up in a fight he believes in and you will see him on the front lines fighting for it. Arthur's Round Table is set so that no one man sits above the rest, not even himself. In these moments, his humble side and groundedness shine through. He doesn't seek glory for himself but for Camelot. He cares deeply for those in his care and strives to do better by them. In a time that is rocky with fear sweeping the world, he holds Camelot as a stronghold of lawful integrity... And those who do wrong will not get away with it. [b]Strengths:[/b] Arthur understands that two heads are better than one and is willing to work with and listen to others. However, he also knows when too many voices are being heard and to step in and correct the course. Arthur is a master of sword fighting and well versed in hand to hand. Long range is where he is weakest and struggles the most although usually still manages to hit a target or two. [b]Weaknesses:[/b] Arthur is very trusting of people. He believes if he is honest then they will be honest too. However, due to this it has often place those around him into the position of needing to butt heads with him, to try and reason with him. Although in the moment, Arthur might not care to be told he is wrong but these moments, to him, mean that those he has assembled as strong, unafraid, and loyal but not blindly so. [b]Weapons:[/b] Excalibur [b]Brief Biography (Life In Rivenspire - FT World):[/b] There had been a period in his life when Arthur had been a very different man. He had been a reckless and doliquent Prince. He gambled and drank and found every moment to be merry. Often times, this lead his learnings to faulter in areas that he was not natural good at (archery). [h3][i][b]~Other Information~[/b][/i][/h3] [b]Other:[/b] ?. [h3][i][b]~Theme Song~[/b][/i][/h3] "?" By ?. [img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/cb9b63eba4e986e3d1e239e0b62b6ace/tumblr_oase9nnEpa1tmczi0o3_500.gif[/img][/color][/center][/hider]