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Can I make a Shaman?


I cant say one hundred percent it would get approved, I would need to consult with the co-gm, but go ahead and make a cs for a shaman.
I'm up for it.


YAY make a cs and ill check it out
I'm thinking about joining... but I'm not too sure.


Well take your time before you decide. We would welcome you, but prefer to have people who are totally down. No hard feelings if you dont buddy.
Maine Aarvack




Day One - Intro


The party had been loud, the alcohol flowed freely, the drugs were plentiful, and clothing was loose. At least that is how Maine Aarvack remembered the previous night when he awoke. Maine looked himself over quickly, trying to keep the himself from passing out again from the migraine that ensued. Maine saw he was lying, naked, in a giant bed with a rather attractive brunette laying next to him. Maine gave her a look over and felt a sort of man pride. He chuckled, then sat up and swung his feet over the bed. Maine scanned the room and found his clothes spread out over the room. How the hell did his clothes get litterally thrown across the room last night? Was he that eager?

Maine clothed himself and found his wallet, watch, and phone. Everything was as he left it the previous night. As he prepared to depart, the women in the bed began to stir. She sat up and blinked a few times, hiding her figure with the sheets.

"Hmmm..morning handsome. Where you going?"

Maine smiled."Well the suns out and Im burning daylight hun."

"But you said last night we were gonna get breakfast. You said I was the cutest girl you had ever seen."

Maine laughed, he couldnt help it. He winked at the women and spoke. "Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but cute just dont cut it sugar."

With that, Maine dipped out. He wore a half buttoned up dress shirt with black dress pants and shoes, with a white sleeveless undershirt. Maine walked with his hands in his pockets, not worrying about what the day had in store. He had walked only a little bit away from the party house when his phone rang. Maine looked at the caller ID and sighed in despair.

"Hello mother - "

"Dont you hello mother me young man! Do you have any idea how much your father and I have been worrying about you? After we told you about the engagement you nearly bolted out the door and we didnt see you for the rest of the night!"

"Because mother, I am not going to get fuckin married. It is such utter crap you guys are trying to do this."

"You watch your mouth! You are getting married and that is the final say if you want your inheritance or access to anything financial wise from this family."

Maine grunted. He was being forced into an arranged marriage to be taught "Responcibility" or some crap. Maine had been told a while ago by his folks if he hadnt started cleaning up his act they would do something, but Maine didnt feel like he needed to be cleaned up. He was smart, talented, and over all amazing. He was nearly perfect, so what if he enjoyed partying when he wasnt working or going to school?

"Mother.......I cant get married. Marriage is........just wrong."

"Whatever you say dear, now I expect you to be home tonight and we are going to sit down as a family and we will talk about this."

Maines mother hung up and left Maine scowling.

@blackpanther@kyrisse@caits@light the dark@kaalee@kidd@neno 1445@ashevelendar
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Wow honestly we didn't expect anyone to pick soldier off the bat. Approved dude. Move it over, and when we have enough CS made from the interested people we will let you know.
Kieran Hishamie




Day One - Intro


Kieran awoke with nothing coming to mind. This was unusual for him, and at the same what he had come to expect. Over the last few days Kieran would wake up and immediately his mind would keep silent, no random thoughts, no remembering recent dreams, no random ideas for his book. This had been a common occurence over the last week, which is why Kieran had come to expect it. This was unusual because before a week ago, Kierans mind would instantly become a jungle of ideas and thoughts. Kieran would spend the first few hours of the morning just trying to decypher his own mind and train of thoughts, jotting down anything that really shined at him and just enjoying he creative ideas in his own private head. As of last week though, his incredible morning train of thought seemed to be absent from his mind. Kieran opened his eyes slowly, letting his eyes adjust to the light peeping through the blinds of his window and hitting his face. KIeran slowly sat up, running a hand through his hair and sighing, thinking how today was going to suck ass. He just had a feeling.

Kieran went through his morning regiment. He showered with scalding hot water, letting his skin feel the rejuvinating rush of water that mnost people would jump away from. Kieran would eye himself in the mirror on occasion as he washed himself and chuckled.

"Heh..good looking bastard."

Kieran knew he was quite the looker, and while his confidence was slightly off puting to some, he enjoyed reveling in the enjoyment of being who he was. Being six foot two and thin as a branch, while still being able to eat whatever he wanted. His Army training had helped him keep a decent amount of muscle, which he truly did appreciate. But when Kieran would see parts of his back his expression would fall, and his shoulders would slightly hunch. His back was still marred with scars and bruises of his time over seas. He would look into his own deep brown eyes in the mirror, and say whatever he needed to say to pick himself back up again.

Kieran brushed his teeth and got dressed, choosing an all black ensemble. He wore a tight fitting v-neck T shirt, with black jeans and vans. Kieran ate a small breakfast while he began working at his desk. He was a writer, author of the hit book series "New Voyage", and author of several movie scripts for which he sold to producers. So his current employment was writing. He would normally spend hours upon hours writing, jottinf things down, or doing whatever. he had the time and he was all but self employed save for his publishers.

After an few hours though Kieran had enough of being inside. He stood straight up, suprising anyone would have been near him if he had any guest over and spoke.

"Fuck this. I need some air."

Kieran grabbed his wallet and phone, walked out of his apartement, and locked it behind him. When he walked outside he took a moment to take a breath of fresh air enjoying the moment. Kieran hated thinking about the past or future, prefering to live in the present. Like he always said the past is history, the future is a mystery, but today is a gift. Thats why we call it the present. Kieran walked down the sidewalk, smiling but avoiding extended eye ocntact with anyone. He wanted to be outside but.........people....ugh.

Kieran walked for a short bit of time, walking through a small outlet area and past stores, crossing streets and the like, until he arrived at a park. Kieran smiled. He always enjoyed places of nature like this. Nature........with a touch of man evenly divided. Not too much wild nature, not too much interference of mans advancement. Kieran walked slowly while in the park, stopping someitmes to touch the bushes or the flowers, smiling kindly at passing people. There were even a few cute girls there. Kieran straightendd his posture, gave his best sly smile, and nodded at a few different cute girls. Kieran wouldnt say they swooned, but he was damn sure they liked what they saw.

Kierans mind wandered as he walked through the park. He started to think about his...situation. His father, making him go through with an arranged marriage. What he wanted Kieran to do.....Kieran could not help but feel an intense hatred for his father. He may have to get married, but he was going to figure out a way to help his father without doing what his father wanted him to do.

@blackpanther@kyrisse@caits@light the dark@kaalee@kidd@neno 1445@ashevelendar
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Oh. O.O Congratulations! -throws confetti-


thank you thank we appreciate it!!!!
O.o what happened here? o.O


@kaalee amd I are getting married
Name: Kieran Hishamie

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Age: 22

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Personality: Kieran is very sarcastic and loves to make light of serious situations. His quick wit and sharp tongue often land him in more trouble than not.

Starting Classes: Archer

Bio: Kieran was born to moderately average family, neither known nor unknown. They never had more than enough but never less than what was needed. It was an average life, no danger, and a secure future......and Kieran hated it. Kieran yearned for adventure, and his heart and mind always told him to venture out into places he has never been. He was born and raised in the South of New Capita, on a small farm not too far away from a settlement. At age thirteen Kieran packed up a few belongings, picked up a small wooden bow, and after saying goodbye to his parents. He then travelled to the other nearby islands, going on many adventures and experiencing life. He developed his archery skills as the years went on, as well as his hunting abilites. When the Abyss let out creatures, Kieran decided to quit adventuring so far away from home and stay in New Capita.
Fire Emblem, eh? Always a sucker for some Fire Emblem. I'll have to get started on a CS then, shall I?


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