The Frozen Underbelly Of Tundrafel {2/3}

NAME Ashur

race — Elf

SEX Male

APPEARANCE

Ashur has very soft and delicate features, almost bordering on effeminate with full lips and prominent eyelashes. His face is full, leading many to believe he is younger than his age. His eyebrows are slightly thick and a bit bushy. His eyes are very dull in appearance and are divided by a small, narrow nose. His body is very slender and only has a slight build of muscle with skin that appears smooth and milky. One of the most noticeable features on him is a set of tattoos that starts on his chin and are only noticeable down to his neck. The rest of the artwork is mainly covered by clothing and must be left to the imagination of how far they go down his body.

BASICS

Hair – Pale colored, messy, thick, wavy

Eyes – Dull, green, wide

Skin- Extremely pale and smooth to touch.

Height – 5’4

Weight – 130 lbs

PERSONALITY

Ashur is a soft-spoken and quiet individual, mainly due to his past where he would be punished if he spoke out of turn. He is reserved and doesn’t express many emotions, other than the occasional curious look. He also can’t hold a conversation that well and often stutters over words, which results in embarrassment. Despite being almost entirely apathetic, he does hold a softer side towards those he likes and animals. (Probably the only reason he chooses interact with animals is because they do not speak back.) Unsurprisingly, Ashur prefers the company of only a few individuals or being by himself. It is quite shocking that a former slave would take up reading books, but he is extremely avid reader. Although reading had been forbidden as a slave, it was the only time he seemed to resist his master (well, except for when he murdered him).

OTHER

None.

He'll probably act all flustered around them and will be kind of needy. He doesn't exactly know what a romantic relationship is, so the other characters will have to help him out with that.

Okay, go ahead.

Is this an open thread? and is it a poly relationship between the three, sorry i'm just a little confused on the plot? will delete this post if needed!

Okay! Is it okay if I join, I can have my form up in a minute

I don't think I've played one for a long while now but I was just feeling this plot lol! I feel horrible for having to ask but where did we rp together before, my memory is shot?

Well no wonder I didn't remember your username, this is going to be fun! I'm looking for my pic now and i've got one in mind i can't find so it might take me a bit longer sorry!

I love her! I especially like that she's taller than Ashur! ❤️

thanks! i felt that it would fit since she was half-human

In the the wintry kingdom of Tundrafel, there was signs of an early winter beginning. There was a small collection of snow beginning to form on the buildings and in the streets. Many were bundled up with thicker clothes and armor to keep their body temperatures warm. Closer to the center of the city, the upper class and elites (mainly the magic-users and the aristocrats) were busy and self-absorbed with their own interests. Closer to the middle of the city were the merchants and artists, attempting to sell their goods and work to those looking to buy food or who have a bit of expendable income. In the outskirts of the kingdom where the wretches of the city. Criminals, dissidents, elves (albeit separate from the other undesirables), and other undesirable groups who set up home in the rundown parts of the city.

Among the middle of the city, a lone elf made his way through the crowd of vendors at the market. Although some were suspicious of the young man, he didn't seem like he was doing anything illicit that needed a strong reaction. However, the poor boy was starving. He needed food, but could not afford even a single piece of fruit. His fingers were quick, most would not notice his quick grab at an apple. Perhaps the vendor was quicker than most to notice, maybe the elf was too fatigue from a lack of food. Either way, the vendor had noticed. "Thief! Thief!" He bellowed and ran at the elf.

It was too late. The elf slashed at the air with his dagger and... he was gone. Either shadow or transportation magic, either way he was gone and the vendor could not get his hands on the elf. However, the elf had not taken into account of a city guard seeing him.

"How did he know?" The elf asked himself as he ran down one of the many streets in the kingdom. Did he have any idea where he was? Nope, his best guess would be the university district based on the architecture of the buildings. However, he was far too busy with trying to escape than place his whereabouts. He attempted to use his magic again by slashing at the air with his dagger. This time it failed him, mainly because of the lack of energy the elf had left. Even though he was outrunning the human, he could tell he was slowing down. His body was slowly becoming tired and he couldn't keep up this energy for long.