crimson moonlight [open, alliance request]

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]"Hmm," murmured Alysanne quietly, overhearing the other female's initial words. "Alright then," the BlizzardClan Head Combatant concluded simply as she came to a stop, standing a few feet away from the RiddleClanner. "What's the nature of your business with BlizzardClan?" the tall Ragdoll cat questioned, a slight but polite smile coming to rest on her seal-point features. It seemed that this was not the typical joiner she was so accustomed to seeing at the borders.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px;]I WANNA KNOW THE ANSWERS, NO MORE LIES[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 9pt; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-spacing: 1px;][justify]The other's greeting was almost alien-sounding- at least, if one were to go by the stereotypes. Though, he could understand her phrasing- she wouldn't want to be attacked on suspicion, would she? Even if BlizzardClan were not the type to attack on impulse, there was always a possibility- and one always had to be wary of that. Upon spotting the femme, the deputy came sprinting over, citrine orbs fixated upon the other. "Hi, can I help you?" asked the vociferous male, tilting his head. "I'm Barry, by the way, one of the deputies!"

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 385px;] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 385px;][justify]misty and padded over, dark teal eyes watching the other as they approached. she sat down and waited for an answer.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 17px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]the stranger spoke in such a way that he felt as if she wasn't new this whole 'clan' thing. sal took a seat beside misty, curiously eyeing akina. he had a feeling that she wasn't a joiner- more like she was seeking business with blizzardclan or something along those lines.
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[spoiler=info | updated 11/22/16]
[size=8]GENERAL:
▪ Saltcircles Xerses | Sal/Salt | Genderfluid | He/him and they/them
▪ Homoromantic | Homosexual
▪ Ageless | July 23rd, 2015 | Ages real-time
▪ Vice-leader of Blizzardclan | Salt King | Faceclaim: Yuichiro Hyakuya

RELATIONSHIPS:
▪ Single | Probably gay for Andysixx
▪ ½ Saltsixx
▪ NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | Apprentice open
▪ Is afraid of making friends just to have them leave again

IMPORTANT FACTS:
▪ Does satanic rituals + other weird cult shit
▪ Had most of his memories taken away by his demon in a deal
▪ Is addicted to salt and doesn't remember why
▪ Moves by hovering through the air
▪ Spying in the Exiles as "Spearmint", who is Mikaela's butler

PHYSICAL:
★ KITSUNE [main] | health: 75%
— A large black kitsune with five tails. His fur is black, for the most part, though the fur on his forelegs is mint green, as well as the fur on the ends of his tails. He is missing his left eye, so he wears a white blindfold over it. His remaining eye is mint green. His left foreleg is also missing, so he floats around instead of walking. When Sal's demon is active within the body, all green parts of the body glow red.
— [i]major injuries: amputated leg, missing eye
— [i]minor injuries: cuts on legs

PERSONALITY:
— protective, religious, confused, "helpful", apathetic, snarky, violent, cunning, morbid, unstable, possessive
— literally the king of snark, likes flowers and pretty things, only slightly masochistic and suicidal, is surprisingly good at art, engages in religious activities with questionable intentions, hates anything sweet, is low-key fucked up, just wants to protect everyone, obsesses over "paradise" (aka where you go when you die)

POWERS:
— obtained most powers via dealing with his demon
★ elementals | discovered — mastered
★ molecule manipulation | discovered — mastered
★ telekinesis | discovered — mastered
★ super-speed | discovered — mastered
★ teleportation | discovered — mastered
★ super-senses | discovered — mastered
★ the sight | discovered — unmastered
★ gravity manipulation | undiscovered — unmastered

INTERACTION:
▪ hard physically + mentally | extreme when his demon is active
▪ holds back and doesn't use full power until necessary | fast-paced fighter
▪ attack in #98ff98
▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]"Ah, well, that's always certainly appreciated!" The servaline would resound with an airy chirp, greeting the stranger with a brief nod. Alysanne and Barry had already managed the most prominent inquiries, most certainly, but she would introduce herself upon acknowledging the unfamiliarity of their scent - alongside their identity, which was a given. "Tama Xerses, by the way!" She'd add, offering a vibrant nod in the meanwhile.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 425px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8.5pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]Oh good, she came in peace. That actually made Kamari feel nice inside, even though she probably wouldn't have freaked out in the first place. She did get nervous when it came to socializing, but that was because she was the most awkward thing on this planet. She didn't fear others though, whether they were strangers or not. The small tabby took a seat close by, curious to hear what all of this might be about. The stranger had come for a reason, that was an obvious observation, but they just didn't know what reason she was here for yet.

[spoiler=info (updated 11.25)]GENERAL:
Kamari Marie Deerling — Nicknames include Kami and Mari
♀ — Demisexual — Apprentice of BlizzardClan
6 Months old — Born May 5th
Single — Not crushing
Reincarnation of Allyson Deerling Grammaticus

PHYSICAL: [ Reference ] | HEALTH: 100%
A small brown dark tabby with jet black markings and stripes, as well as deep brown eyes. Her fur is long in length, though she is very lithe and thin.
— Major injuries: N/A
— Minor injuries: N/A

PERSONALITY:
— MEDIATOR; INFP
— Kind, giving, selfless, friendly
— Awkward, insecure, bookworm
— Creative, artistic, compassionate

[color=white]CONFRONTATION:
Poorly skilled in combat — Prefers not to fight — Easy difficulty
No known powers
Attack in bold text or in any other noticeable color
Can powerplay non-violent or peaceful actions