Status

Recent Statuses

2 yrs ago
Current Anyone willing to start a light rp with me that is also willing to help me figure out how this whole forum thing works? <3 in advance!
2 likes
2 yrs ago
Irish cream, weekend can't come soon enough, tired of today already, need to snuggle my critters and ponder what to write.
1 like
2 yrs ago
So , bit the bullet and created a storyline. Hope to get some nibbles back!
2 yrs ago
Feeling a little apprhensive. Should I create a character and hope someone wants to rp with said character? Or should I find an rp storyline and try to fit in? Waaahhhhh.....
1 like

Bio

Hello! I am attempting to get back into the worlds of role-playing after a ten or twelve-year hiatus. I was pulled away from this creative outlet by video games and while I still play, I find myself hoping to write again. I especially liked the idea of creating a storyline with other people and find that I want to give it a try again. Please see below for my character of choice.



Full Name: Eilyx Jadake Beghanni
Pronunciation of name: Aye-lix Jhad-a-kay Bay-ghan-nee
Nickname(s): Eil for familiarity or more intimately - Jada
Sex: Female Race/species: Mixed human
Age: 23ish Mental age: Perhaps older and wiser then her years
Marital status: Single
Orientation/Sexual preference: Heterosexual



Height: 5 feet 3 inches
Weight: 117 lbs.
Eyes: Grey-green, large and slightly tilted up at the outside corners. The irises are lined with a dark green that fades to the very lightest of grey at the pupil.
Nose: Wide at the base from nostril to nostril, but not disproportionately so. Straight and medium length from bridge to tip.
Lips: Medium width / full
Ears: Small, close to the head with very, very slight (almost un-noticeable) points at the tip.
Body build: Slim, not muscular, not frail.
Hair: Dirty white… Imagine white with strands of brown and gray mixed within, hangs 5 to 6 inches below the shoulders
Complexion: Pale, some freckles across the top of her cheeks and nose.
Scars: Small, jagged scar just below the left temple.
Birthmarks: A dark shadow with a distinctive shape on her left arm, just above the inside elbow. Keeps it hidden beneath wraps or long sleeves.
Piercings: Multiple along the right ear lobe.
Mental state: Unsettled
Personality snapshot: Gentle, a bit naïve, determined.
In depth personality: Eilyx struggles with duty versus personal desires. It isn’t so much that she doesn’t -want- to fulfill her duties, so much as she is certain that anyone other than her would have been more suited to achieve success.
Most prominent personality trait: Stubbornness
Best personality trait: Compassion and determination
Worst personality trait: Snappish and too quick to react out of emotion
Current faith or religion: None
Alignment (good, evil, etc.): Naively good
Occupation: Apprentice apothecary
Abilities (As in powers): None that have manifested
Special skills (Not meaning powers): Her capacity for healing through herbs
Hobbies: Eilyx carries three worn books, her dearest treasures. Most nights, she tries to teach herself to read them, picking apart the words letter by letter and attempting to say them out loud in an effort to recognize a word by hearing it.

Most Recent Posts

@Circ Hello - I think I have added the missing information. Tier/Influence, Abilities and History. This is the first time I have tried to submit a character, so please let me know if I am missing anything else. Thank you! :)


Full Name: Eilyx Jadake Beghanni
Pronunciation of name: Aye-lix Jhad-a-kay Bay-ghan-nee
Nickname(s): Eil for familiarity or more intimately - Jada
Sex: Female Race/species: Mixed human
Age: 23ish Mental age: Perhaps older and wiser then her years
Marital status: Single
Orientation/Sexual preference: Heterosexual



Height: 5 feet 3 inches
Weight: 117 lbs.
Eyes: Grey-green, large and slightly tilted up at the outside corners. The irises are lined with a dark green that fades to the very lightest of grey at the pupil.
Nose: Wide at the base from nostril to nostril, but not disproportionately so. Straight and medium length from bridge to tip.
Lips: Medium width / full
Ears: Small, close to the head with very, very slight (almost un-noticeable) points at the tip.
Body build: Slim, not muscular, not frail.
Hair: Dirty white… Imagine white with strands of brown and gray mixed within, hangs 5 to 6 inches below the shoulders
Complexion: Pale, some freckles across the top of her cheeks and nose.
Scars: Small, jagged scar just below the left temple.
Birthmarks: A dark shadow with a distinctive shape on her left arm, just above the inside elbow. Keeps it hidden beneath wraps or long sleeves.
Piercings: Multiple along the right ear lobe.
Tier/Influence: 2 (local); Naïve to the wider world but determined and strong of heart.
Abilities, Talents, Traits, Powers: Strong healing ability with herbs, poultices, teas etc., Has a latent or undiscovered metaphysical affinity for healing via delving with her mind. (to be discovered slowly through character progression.)
Mental state: Unsettled
Personality snapshot: Gentle, a bit naïve, determined.
In depth personality: Eilyx struggles with duty versus personal desires. It isn’t so much that she doesn’t -want- to fulfill her duties, so much as she is certain that anyone other than her would have been more suited to achieve success.
Most prominent personality trait: Stubbornness
Best personality trait: Compassion and determination
Worst personality trait: Snappish and too quick to react out of emotion
Current faith or religion: None
Alignment (good, evil, etc.): Naively good
Occupation: Apprentice apothecary
Abilities (As in powers): None that have manifested
Special skills (Not meaning powers): Her capacity for healing through herbs
Hobbies: Eilyx carries three worn books, her dearest treasures. Most nights, she tries to teach herself to read them, picking apart the words letter by letter and attempting to say them out loud in an effort to recognize a word by hearing it.
Items:
  • Books
  • Satchel and Pouches with various herbs and healing accoutrement
  • Her father’s sword (which she does not know how to use)
  • Note from an unknown sender

History: Eilyx had a happy childhood in a small village. They were relatively poor but had the love of each other and Eilyx never knew a lack for anything. The last of four children, she was initially shy of strangers but warmed up quickly enough if her parents seemed accepting. As she grew into her teen years, she showed interest and propensity for the herb lore that her mother practiced, and quickly absorbed the knowledge leading to an ability that would someday surpass her mother’s.

Her older sister, Jhanwi married well and moved to the city of a neighboring nation to raise a family with her merchant husband. Her two brothers, twins named Morghav and Teslan also left, seeking an education and training in the arts of war. Eilyx remained content, if uneducated, in the walls of her childhood home, happily believing that life would stay much as it had always been.

Then came the days of war and plague. She and her mother healed where they could, keeping the lives of many villagers away from the hands of the Grave Lord, but they could do nothing when Eilyx’s father fell ill. As he lay in his deathbed, he called her close to him and she listened to his whispered, last request with tears creeping from the corners of her eyes and traveling along her jawbone before falling from her trembling chin. “Eilyx”, he said, “My quiet, determined Jada. There will come one who seeks me. You must go forth in my place and take what news they bring, then do their bidding. All will be well.” Her mother came to sit with them, a few more words of love and encouragement were exchanged and then her father was gone. She was 17 then, and it would be nearly five more years before the stranger came. She’d almost forgotten really, half believing that her father had spoken fever words.

But come the stranger did, calling for her to gather her father’s sword and carry it, along with a sealed note he handed to her, to a city far, far to the south in lands she’d never heard of. “No other may do this task, for it is yours and well did your father know what would be asked of his last born.” She watched in anger, fear, and confusion as the man turned his horse about and left the tiny village. She’d not even known that her father had a sword, but felt as if compulsion had been laid on her like a mantle, “Mother…” she started, “Father knew this day would come? He never said anything to prepare me for this… Why did he have a sword?” The questions rattled out until she grew too exhausted to speak. Mourning her father anew, fearing the morrow when she must leave her mother, resenting a journey for unknown purposes that she alone must make, she fell into a fitful sleep.
Here is where her journey begins…
@Ghost Queen We'll have to wait and see if we garner more interest. Though I suppose you and I could create characters and begin, if you'd like. :)
Oh! THAT title... Um yes, yes it DID say something about men with huge throbbing vocabularies, but I thought I might tone it down a little until people get to know me :P

Should I put it back, do you think?
*Stands gawking at Eilyx's title...*

Holy trucker it changed...

*Runs away in pure terror*


O.O It hasn't changed! Now I'm scared!!!!
@Winterwake - Yes, games are devious and enchanting. I have never rp'ed in one though. Perhaps I should try. Currently roaming around in Rift again. Are you playing anything now? If you are perhaps I can try roleplay in a game :)
*The ancient world crumbled beneath war and famine. As the pure blood races dwindled, those of mixed blood found opportunity, salvation and strength in their numbers and moved east past the tribal homes of their ancestors to find the place of prophecy, Ank’hazat Thul. Here, it was whispered, they would find new glory and awareness. Most chose to overlook the darker tones of the prophecy. Those words that offered such hope spoke of utter destruction as well, calling for the mixed races to find the Sentinels less utter doom fall upon the land and all its inhabitants. For only the Sentinels would complete the races and bring the light of illumination back into the blood of all. Only the Sentinels carried the ability to shift shape from that of human to dragon. Only the Sentinels were Dragon Born, and only they held the key to keeping a fragile world from falling into desolation.*

Any race is welcome in this story. Human, dwarf, elf, ogre, halfling or a race that you make up, but please keep in mind that most of the people traveling to the Ank’hazat Thul would be of mixed blood, though I see no reason why some pure bloods might not be traveling as well. Magic use is welcome, as are deity given powers, but keep in mind that powers and abilities should not be too OP. The Dragon Born are also a race that one may choose to play though I will list some general guidelines in character creation.

Dragon Born have these physical attributes (but are not limited to these only):
Their eyes in human form (human representing any of the pureblood or mixed blood races for the sake of simplicity here) match the scales of their dragon forms. Their stature in human form also matches that of their dragon form stature (proportionately) and dragons of some color tend to be larger than dragons of other colors. For instance a Black dragon might be 60 or 70 feet long while a Blue might only be 40 or 50 feet long. In human form a black might be 6 to 7 feet tall, while the blue might be 4 to 5 feet tall. These are examples only and not a strict rule of length or height.
Dragon Born while in dragon form have the ability to see into the souls of those they look upon, making them effective magistrates. While in human form they take on any inherent abilities of the human race they were born into as well as the ability to heal or cause war frenzy.

I hope that this story ark seems interesting to some. I am happy to flesh out some history for any given race, as well as a religious system or systems, but would be happiest to collaborate on these things. I look forward to rp’ing with some of you!
Well, it seems that the world of roleplaying has changed so much since the days when I first discovered I could and would collaborate with other writers. The thrill of discovering an online chat room where other people made up characters and introduced them in a community created world, was almost surreal to me. I became enveloped in the experience, possibly even writing scenarios and responses in my sleep. Obsessed? Maybe. But so what? A creative outlet combined with the suspense of not knowing what your partner (s) will give you to work with? Yes please!

Then Guild Wars stole me away and I became a gamer. Um… still am , though I’ve since stopped playing Guild Wars. However, I find that I have developed the old hunger. I feel the itch in the back of my mind to once again, write and play. To breath life into a character made of words, into someone that the mind’s eye can imagine, if not smell or touch them.

So, here I am. Eilyx. I hope to find may way back into this amazing community. I hope that you will embrace my meager talent and remind me of those days of yore when I first learned to rp with single sentences then had my mind blown at the idea of writing a paragraph, let alone multiple paragraphs. I’ve almost no idea where to start. Except, perhaps to say what it is that I might enjoy writing about. Better yet, let me list the things that do not interest me, as they are few; Modern day, anime/manga, recent history, super-hero’s. There may be more, but these are the items that come immediately to mind, and they are not written in stone (no pun intended). If something is interesting enough I might be persuaded…

I hope to meet you in a story soon!
© 2007-2017
BBCode Cheatsheet