Can I post my character in the character section by chance? So I don't have to keep going to the interest check, also may I add a few more conjuration spells, I feel three is not enough for someone who studied for almost fourty years Oh and I got my post up
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STATUS: The Tiger and the Lion may appear more powerful, but the Wolf does not preform in the circus. 10 yrs ago
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The Tiger and the Lion may appear more powerful, but the Wolf does not preform in the circus.
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"Let me tell you a story about you and me. I used to roam the skies alone, until you called for me. You were called Rabbit Girl, and you were born on a planet I roamed once long ago called Earth. Rabbit Girl could create as many rabbits as she wanted with the wave of her hand. She fed me when I was starving. She fixed the lonely ache in my heart. She made me feel alive once more. We ran free for many months, and I no longer felt the urge to eat the rabbits. I tolerated them, allowed them to jump onto my back and curl up in the cold rain. Rabbit Girl would use the stars in my fur to make constellations. She would say, 'Starwolf, what do you think of that one?' And what could I say? I agreed with her as the stars appeared on my flanks as well as in the sky.
"We had roamed for decades together, obeying the one rule I had asked over her. Never look me in the eye. For my eyes were all the suns in the galaxy, and would blind poor Earth-borns if they looked at me. Whenever she asked me a question, she would stare at the moon on my forehead, or the stars through my fur, or at my great big paws. I never wanted her to look at me."
"One day, I just got so exhausted that I fell into a horribly long sleep. When I awoke, Rabbit girl was gone. I ran across the Earth four times looking for her until I came across her rabbits. They led me to her, hidden away in a large building, chained to a pipe with a human skull in her hands. The man who held her captive, Early Bird, fought me for her. I ended him quickly. Drawing Rabbit Girl's mask over her face, I took her away. It was there, in her red car with the doors flung open, that I realized I loved her. For the first time ever, I looked at Rabbit Girl's eyes. She was asleep, so she didn't even notice. But I moved my foot, or my tail or made a noise, because her eyes snapped open, staring right into mine"
"We locked eyes for days, months even, but neither of us could look away. I could tell I was blinding her. I could not look away, though my heart was breaking. When it was finished, Rabbit Girl curled up in a ball and screamed bloody murder. Her rabbits watched on. I took her to the humans in hope that they could heal her. They did."
"With her sight restored, I longed to talk to her. I ran to her and nuzzled her and praised her, but she could no longer see me. The humans erased part of her magic... the part that believed in me."
"Now you take solace in the human skull you cradle like a babe. Your memory is wiped clean of me, though I follow you in desperation, hoping, pleading you'll see me again. You never will. In the dark, it is I who curls up next to you and keeps you warm. When you look up at the sky and see no stars, that's because they are within you. I left you a full moon to guide you on your path to find me again, but until then, I am hidden, watching, loving. You read books that tell you I don't exist but you just need to listen a little longer, look a little harder. I yearn for our friendship once more. For days where you told me stories. About us. About life. You are the one that makes me real, you are the one that makes me shine. And I am here. And I am waiting..."
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Can I post my character in the character section by chance? So I don't have to keep going to the interest check, also may I add a few more conjuration spells, I feel three is not enough for someone who studied for almost fourty years
Oh and I got my post up
Sylvan sat atop Gwenhuvar's back, reaching down she patted the white horses side and looked around for Falen, her Irish Wolfhound looking companion and the newest member to her little group was no where to be seen, with a sigh Sylvan looked over at Nago, an ice wolf and her partner who'd been with her longest. Nago was laying in the snow, his fur barely visable as he sat completely still, his large head was looking off toward the road and Sylvan followed his gaze to see Falen trotting towards her happily, the female dog had a sweet demeanor but more often then not she was off causing mischief. "Falen you need to stay near us else you get killed."
Sylvan hiked her bow up further on her shoulder and nudged Gwen into a walk back through the trees toward the main road, she was headed to Ivarstead to see about the group called Dovafeyn, she wanted to help out the people of Skyrim by defeating the dragon pests, she was sure she could be of use, she had lots of conjuration spells at her disposal and she wasn't to shabby with a bow. Guiding Gwenhuvar with her knees Sylvan looked at Falen who trotted beside the white horse with her pink tongue hanging out of the side of her mouth and a happy gleem in her eye, the dog had an uncanny nack for smiling which she did often. Up the path further Nago sat still and silent by the road, his large white ears relaxed and an almost bored expression on his face told Sylvan that the road was currently clear, it wasn't ever really safe to travel on the road, not with bandits and such but it was a clear shot to Ivarstead and Sylvan didn't want to navigate her way through the forest, besides she was only mildly worried about an attack.
Sylvan was coming from Riften and so far everything had gone well, they had a small run in with two wolves but one arrow and a few bites later the issue was neatly resolved with Nago in the lead. Having just snuck passed Treva's Watch the little group was once more on the move toward Ivarstead, Sylvan patted Gwen's side once more as the mare trotted steadily toward their destination, Sylvan was deep in thought thinking about the kind of people who made up Dovafeyn, she betted heavily on Nords, lots of Nords.
Pulling Gwenhuvar to a stop just outside of Ivarstead Sylvan slid off the horses back, and whistled for Nago to come back and stay close to her, people often got panicky when an ice wolf strolls casually into their town. The white wolf galloped back to her side and stood on her right side while Falen and Gwen were on her left, with a smile Sylvan strolled into the town, she figured she better stop by the inn first and leave Gwen outside town before that. Leaving Gwenhuvar and Falen just outside town Sylvan dropped her fur hood and pulled her bow up further onto her back and walked through the small town with a small smile playing at her lips, she liked to think she was friendly even with the large wolf at her side, seeing the Vilemyr Inn Sylvan moved inside and ordered Alto Wine, bread and beef stew, sitting down at the nearest vacant table she ate with a mild hunger and drank timidly at the wine, her thoughts drifted back to the task at hand and her curiosity about the Dovafeyn.
Back from my vacation :D I'll try to get a post up today, Sylvan is headed to Ivarstead to see about joining
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Yay it's fixed!
I'll have my character go to Ivarstead, I'm currently it on vacation so I'll try to get a post up Friday when I get back
How should I make my first post?
Name: Sylvan F'eir
Age: 127 (appears 24)Age Reference
Race: Bosmer (Wood elf)
Class: Beast Master Ranger (Animal companion/tamer, Archer)
Appearance:
Sylvan is 5"2 and slender, she has unique black eyes and redish brown hair that's styled similar to a mohawk, Sylvan weighs roughly 100 lbs
Personality: Sylvan is very friendly but prefers the company of animals to people, she loves the forest and is always ready to defend herself against aggression.
Bio: Sylvan followed in Lady Benoch's shadow, taking to the bow at an early age like all of her ancestors before her, mastering the skill of archery at the age of seventeen Sylvan had joined a hunting party of her tribe as a Jaqspur, a long distance shooter. Slyvan killed her first enemy at the age of eighteen in a fight against the Parikh Tribe, letting her arrow arch elegantly through the air striking the figure through the neck and falling him dead, the Parikh rampaged ruthlessly and over the coming months Sylvan and her bow killed many distant foes as she helped defend her home land, when the battle was over and things settled down Sylvan wished to learn conjuration magic, she heard talk that the best place to learn magic was at the College of Winterhold in Skyrim, having her mind set over the next thirty years Sylvan looked for a way to make the journey. She and a group of other warriors were approached by a group of merchants who wished to safely travel to Riften, hired as a convoy guard Sylvan and the small group traversed over the land, it was long and grueling.
Sylvan was sixty two when they reached Riften and received their meager pay. Directing her attention to the College she went and studied conjuration magic for thirty years under Phinis Gestor, feeling she mastered the arts Sylan left the College and went to Riverwood, she decided to further her mastery in archery and trained with Faendal even though he wasn't a master archer, Sylvan liked his company and his similarity to her, she worked at the lumber mill with him, she stayed there for another twenty some odd years before going off as an adventurer, stopping occasionally in Riverwood to visit with Faendal who had become a good friend Sylvan made her money doing odd quests and trading aquired items, she'd often help out the town of Riverwood with its crime rate. When the dragons returned to Skyrim Sylvan went to see if she could help the growing group of warriors and mages to defeat the dragon menace.
Equipment:
Elven bow/arrows
Spells:Command Animal, Conjure Familiar, Conjure Dread Zombie
Other:
Companions:
Ice Wolf
Horse
Dog
Name: Sylvan F'eir
Age: 24
Race: Bosmer (Wood elf)
Class: Beast Master Ranger (Animal companion/tamer, Archer)
Appearance:
Sylvan is 5"2 and slender, she has unique blue eyes and blonde hair amd weighs roughly 100 lbs
Personality: Sylvan is very friendly but prefers the company of animals to people, she loves the forest and is always ready to defend herself against aggression.
Bio: Sylvan left her home in Valenwood to further continue her magic training at the college of Winterhold, then moving to Riften Svlvan got a job at the Black-Briar Meadery as well as an on the side trading stand. When she is not working at the Meadery or her stand she is off in the forest with the animals, being deadly with a bow and having become leathal with conjuration spells and her ability to tame animals Sylvan went to see if she could join the group of warriors and mages to help free Skyrim of its dragon pests.
Equipment:
Elven bow/arrows
Spells:Command Animal, Conjure Familiar, Conjure Dread Zombie
Other: (Not sure if you're allowing mods apart of the roleplay?)
Mod Animal Companion- Sabrecat (stays with her until he dies)
Like a follower
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