Hi all,
You feel like writing a story where your character is the main, and mine can be the secondary? That would be great, I'm all for it. Take a look at the example character sheet below. I crafted that for a request similar to this one, where they were looking for a female character for a story that was already lined up.
My character didn't get selected for the story, but I think you might find her interesting enough that you might want her in your story.
Just to be perfectly clear - I have two other RPs going on right now, and I am actively creating and guiding that storyline and plot. I am looking for something where I wouldn't have to do that. I don't want to come up with a world of my own, I would rather find someone who is already planning out a story, and needs a female character to fit a role.
I can follow along pretty well and I'm up for numerous kinds of genres. If you're interested, hit me a PM and let me know if you'd want to make any edits to her CS to fit the story you want to write.
Basically, I just want to bring this character to life.
Without further ado...
Name: Sloan Wolfe
Age: Unknown due to memory loss - outward appearance is late 20s
Gender: Female
Race: Hybrid - Elf/unknown
Notable Aspects: For outward appearance think Gal Gadot. (http://media.mbigroup.co.id/files/thumb/c2ff1919ab2ce7f161605bbbb043dc86.jpg/680)
She has dark gray eyes and deep brown hair, as well as a slight accent. She is medium height, standing at 5'6'' as well as athletic, nimble, and quick - not only in movement but so too in intelligence. Additionally, Sloan has incredible eyesight.
Weapons/items often carried: Sloan has the capacity to wield magic. This is not something that was taught to her, but an innate ability. She also has a vast knowledge of potion work.
Aside from magical spells, she uses a bow and arrow, to which potions are often infused into the arrow tip.
Sloan is also proficient with throwing knives and daggers. You'll see an image below of a typical outfit she would wear during a stealth mission. You will notice two smaller daggers in the woman's hand below, I imagine those to be glass throwing needles which have a hollow lining for potions to be inserted.
Last but not least, she also has another stealth gear, which provides more protection, and is more appropriate in dangerous situations. The cloak has been magically infused with protective spells. This is also the cloak she uses whens she wishes to keep her identity hidden.
I think it would be interesting to have one of her magical abilities be a connection with nature, in terms of animals. Not that she can turn into one, but communicate with them, and maybe able to share their minds type thing, where she can utilize a hawk's eyesight for example. If you think that would work, it might be interesting for her to have a familiar in bird form.
Bio/Background: As I said before, I'm happy to let you take the lead in terms of the way this story goes because it seems like that's what you've set this up to do. That being the case, I think it would be easiest for me to come into this world with a little bit of a handicap (the memory loss) so that I can work with the character for a bit, and then decide how I want to shape her past. I hope that's alright with you. I'll explain a little of her background and what happened to her below. If you like what I've put together here, let's get started!
It was summer when she woke. She had been curled up in a grassy clearing, the sound of the gentle breeze flowing through the trees and the pleasant warmth from the sun peaking through the clouds eased her awake in such a soothing manner that it took many moments for her to realize that something incredibly important was missing. Sloan sat up, unguarded in the calm grassy clearing she'd found herself in and enjoyed the beautiful imagery before again remembering that something was missing. Frowning, she wasn't quite sure what it was, but it felt quite important. Sloan took a deep breath and tried to remember what she'd been doing before she had come to the clearing for what had been a very restful nap. Nothing. Her eyes shot open briefly as panic rose within her but she took another deep breath and closed them once more, determined not to give up. There had to be something she remembered. What had she done yesterday? Who were her parents? Where had she come from? As each question passed through her mind like bullets, penetrating her calm in a barrage, her breathing quickened. Was she going somewhere? Was there anyone with her? Sloan had started to stand and look around the clearing, a ringing in her ears and tightness in her chest making her feel slightly dizzy. Who was she? What was her name?
As the panic was about to peak, a peregrine falcon (http://www.nenature.com/Images/PeregrineFalconDr.jpg) landed solidly on her right shoulder. Sloan. Instead of starting her, she immediately felt comforted by the animal's powerful grip on her. Sloan Wolfe. The slight prickling from the sharp claws was just enough to bring her back to the present and get a grip. Her left hand automatically reached out for the animal, who welcomed her touch as if this action had been done many times previously. She may not currently have access to her past, but that didn't mean she didn't have one. Sloan needed to stop focusing on what she couldn't remember and start analyzing what she did because she did know her name, she felt certain about it.
She knew she was in Regus kingdom, and that she would find a town not much farther north. Helpful information. It was much easier to focus on the things that came to her mind easily. She knew how to protect herself, the remembered abruptly, as she looked down to her right hand. A deep indigo flame erupted from the center of her palm, engulfing her entire hand in pleasant tingles. Intuitively, she knew if she used this magic on another, it would burn them until she ordered the flames to stop. No water would put them out. Many other spells ran through her mind until she felt comfortable that there was still much she could remember.
Calmer, she took a true look at her surroundings, further accessing her location, and planning further steps as the sun inched its way lazily across the sky. A quick glance behind the tree under which she'd slept discovered a bow and arrow and a handful of small knives. A small smile crept on her lips as she picked the weapons up. Instinctively, she knew how to hold, maneuver and handle these to a deadly extent, and the ease at which they felt in her hand comforted her.
Sloan decided she would not be a victim to this occurrence. She relied on her knowledge and skills, they would be sufficient to maintain her independence. She also decided to start life from that point forward, she knew enough about the way the world currently functioned to realize she could make a good amount of money being a weapons trader specializing in magically imbued weaponry. Sloan would move forward with life and make the decisions that felt right for her to make. Although she would always work to discover her past, no one has recognized her in the 20 years since that day. Sloan would not allow an inaccessible past affect who she was now, and regardless of why her memory had been lost or erased, she was still living and would continue living in the present.
Once she arrived at the nearest town that day when she woke, it wasn't long before Sloan realized there were further things she could remember, but even more questions arose from what she couldn't remember. It was clear she had some Elf ancestry, but there was something else mixed in as well, and she could only imagine what it was. Her looks and accent set her apart from the others, and they knew it. She faced discrimination for being half-elf and so found difficulty selling her wares. Since she was partial to no sides, Sloan used the skills she had to gain the upper hand. She sold her particular set of skills and was often hired for work by neighboring countries, provinces, families, etc. to eliminate threats. Preferring to retain her anonymity, Sloan worked under an alias as she amassed connections, and later used them to expand her trading power as a merchant. Very few are aware that she holds any magical power. She is currently a well-known and well-paid arms dealer within the region, but this is all she is known for.
You feel like writing a story where your character is the main, and mine can be the secondary? That would be great, I'm all for it. Take a look at the example character sheet below. I crafted that for a request similar to this one, where they were looking for a female character for a story that was already lined up.
My character didn't get selected for the story, but I think you might find her interesting enough that you might want her in your story.
Just to be perfectly clear - I have two other RPs going on right now, and I am actively creating and guiding that storyline and plot. I am looking for something where I wouldn't have to do that. I don't want to come up with a world of my own, I would rather find someone who is already planning out a story, and needs a female character to fit a role.
I can follow along pretty well and I'm up for numerous kinds of genres. If you're interested, hit me a PM and let me know if you'd want to make any edits to her CS to fit the story you want to write.
Basically, I just want to bring this character to life.
Without further ado...
Name: Sloan Wolfe
Age: Unknown due to memory loss - outward appearance is late 20s
Gender: Female
Race: Hybrid - Elf/unknown
Notable Aspects: For outward appearance think Gal Gadot. (http://media.mbigroup.co.id/files/thumb/c2ff1919ab2ce7f161605bbbb043dc86.jpg/680)
She has dark gray eyes and deep brown hair, as well as a slight accent. She is medium height, standing at 5'6'' as well as athletic, nimble, and quick - not only in movement but so too in intelligence. Additionally, Sloan has incredible eyesight.
Weapons/items often carried: Sloan has the capacity to wield magic. This is not something that was taught to her, but an innate ability. She also has a vast knowledge of potion work.
Aside from magical spells, she uses a bow and arrow, to which potions are often infused into the arrow tip.
Sloan is also proficient with throwing knives and daggers. You'll see an image below of a typical outfit she would wear during a stealth mission. You will notice two smaller daggers in the woman's hand below, I imagine those to be glass throwing needles which have a hollow lining for potions to be inserted.
Last but not least, she also has another stealth gear, which provides more protection, and is more appropriate in dangerous situations. The cloak has been magically infused with protective spells. This is also the cloak she uses whens she wishes to keep her identity hidden.
I think it would be interesting to have one of her magical abilities be a connection with nature, in terms of animals. Not that she can turn into one, but communicate with them, and maybe able to share their minds type thing, where she can utilize a hawk's eyesight for example. If you think that would work, it might be interesting for her to have a familiar in bird form.
Bio/Background: As I said before, I'm happy to let you take the lead in terms of the way this story goes because it seems like that's what you've set this up to do. That being the case, I think it would be easiest for me to come into this world with a little bit of a handicap (the memory loss) so that I can work with the character for a bit, and then decide how I want to shape her past. I hope that's alright with you. I'll explain a little of her background and what happened to her below. If you like what I've put together here, let's get started!
It was summer when she woke. She had been curled up in a grassy clearing, the sound of the gentle breeze flowing through the trees and the pleasant warmth from the sun peaking through the clouds eased her awake in such a soothing manner that it took many moments for her to realize that something incredibly important was missing. Sloan sat up, unguarded in the calm grassy clearing she'd found herself in and enjoyed the beautiful imagery before again remembering that something was missing. Frowning, she wasn't quite sure what it was, but it felt quite important. Sloan took a deep breath and tried to remember what she'd been doing before she had come to the clearing for what had been a very restful nap. Nothing. Her eyes shot open briefly as panic rose within her but she took another deep breath and closed them once more, determined not to give up. There had to be something she remembered. What had she done yesterday? Who were her parents? Where had she come from? As each question passed through her mind like bullets, penetrating her calm in a barrage, her breathing quickened. Was she going somewhere? Was there anyone with her? Sloan had started to stand and look around the clearing, a ringing in her ears and tightness in her chest making her feel slightly dizzy. Who was she? What was her name?
As the panic was about to peak, a peregrine falcon (http://www.nenature.com/Images/PeregrineFalconDr.jpg) landed solidly on her right shoulder. Sloan. Instead of starting her, she immediately felt comforted by the animal's powerful grip on her. Sloan Wolfe. The slight prickling from the sharp claws was just enough to bring her back to the present and get a grip. Her left hand automatically reached out for the animal, who welcomed her touch as if this action had been done many times previously. She may not currently have access to her past, but that didn't mean she didn't have one. Sloan needed to stop focusing on what she couldn't remember and start analyzing what she did because she did know her name, she felt certain about it.
She knew she was in Regus kingdom, and that she would find a town not much farther north. Helpful information. It was much easier to focus on the things that came to her mind easily. She knew how to protect herself, the remembered abruptly, as she looked down to her right hand. A deep indigo flame erupted from the center of her palm, engulfing her entire hand in pleasant tingles. Intuitively, she knew if she used this magic on another, it would burn them until she ordered the flames to stop. No water would put them out. Many other spells ran through her mind until she felt comfortable that there was still much she could remember.
Calmer, she took a true look at her surroundings, further accessing her location, and planning further steps as the sun inched its way lazily across the sky. A quick glance behind the tree under which she'd slept discovered a bow and arrow and a handful of small knives. A small smile crept on her lips as she picked the weapons up. Instinctively, she knew how to hold, maneuver and handle these to a deadly extent, and the ease at which they felt in her hand comforted her.
Sloan decided she would not be a victim to this occurrence. She relied on her knowledge and skills, they would be sufficient to maintain her independence. She also decided to start life from that point forward, she knew enough about the way the world currently functioned to realize she could make a good amount of money being a weapons trader specializing in magically imbued weaponry. Sloan would move forward with life and make the decisions that felt right for her to make. Although she would always work to discover her past, no one has recognized her in the 20 years since that day. Sloan would not allow an inaccessible past affect who she was now, and regardless of why her memory had been lost or erased, she was still living and would continue living in the present.
Once she arrived at the nearest town that day when she woke, it wasn't long before Sloan realized there were further things she could remember, but even more questions arose from what she couldn't remember. It was clear she had some Elf ancestry, but there was something else mixed in as well, and she could only imagine what it was. Her looks and accent set her apart from the others, and they knew it. She faced discrimination for being half-elf and so found difficulty selling her wares. Since she was partial to no sides, Sloan used the skills she had to gain the upper hand. She sold her particular set of skills and was often hired for work by neighboring countries, provinces, families, etc. to eliminate threats. Preferring to retain her anonymity, Sloan worked under an alias as she amassed connections, and later used them to expand her trading power as a merchant. Very few are aware that she holds any magical power. She is currently a well-known and well-paid arms dealer within the region, but this is all she is known for.