War of olde (Southern Sign-up)

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  • Good thing I did Southern thread instead of battle. I was a bit indecisive. **First Poster on Southern!**

  • Lol problem is there are no people in Northern Kingdom! So it may be awhile till we have a battle... ugh

  • Ooh! Put the link up in the first post so that people who see this one go on to Northern. I might make a Northern char, but I kinda don't wanna....too lazy. ><

  • This whole thread is OOC, so you don't have to go OOC:.



    [move][shadow=red,left][size=5]You just got saved by a SITH!!![/size][/shadow][/move]



    Nice save, me. :D

  • Ventress is one of my subaccounts. I feel so bad for forgetting to mention that. Sorree, again. DX

  • Hey guys! I'm back O.O hehe xD
    Well... I just wanted to mention that... the Northern Sign-up is in the main post ;)
    Just wanted to tell y'all. xD

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    Name:(First and Last! Middle name optional) Exaliana Morschos Calluburai
    Gender: Female
    Age: 30 years(Yeah she's a real newbie!)
    Rank: Horse Rider!!
    Appearance:(at least 6 sentences) Exaliana is actually quite pretty. She has medium-length fine blonde hair. Her eyes are a miraculous stormy-sea blue. She is rather short, and fairly muscular. However, she prefers not to get into fistfights and things like that. Exaliana is very pale, and never tans up.
    Personality:(at least 5 sentences)Exaliana is smart, sneaky, and a good tracker. Her weapon of choice is the bow and arrow, because she loves sticking to the shadows and silently shooting her opponents. Even though she's pretty, she isn't vain at all. Really, she hates it when guys flirt with her, and usually punches them in the face. She loves horses, to the ends of the earth, and would definitely choose being able to ride around the world on her horse than being able to be with a man. Like all true adventureres, her heart is free and untamed. Her spirit belongs in the adventure.
    Powers:(3 max) She is a fast runner and a good shot with a bow.
    Roleplay Sample:(at least 7 sentences) Exaliana looked up from her hiding place behind the log. They were still there! She sighed. "Okay, we have to get rid of them." She slowly pulled out her bow, already strung. she nocked an arrow, aimed, and fired. One of the three fell down. Exaliana ran as the other two shouted with dismay and began to come her way. She quickly nocked another arrow and ran behind a large tree. She aimed at the bigger man's chest, and fired. A loud, deep bellow, and now only one was left. But he just stood there, fearfully looking around. Exaliana almost laughed. You make this too easy, she thought as her arrow plunged into his heart.

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  • Here's the horse, she's seperate, is that OK?
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    Name:(First and Last! Middle name optional): Gianna Nevkhaya Calluburai(She took the last name of Exaliana, if you didn't notice)
    Gender: Mare
    Age: 6 years
    Rank: Horse
    Appearance:(at least 6 sentences) Gianna is an Arabian-Thoroughbred mix. She is black, with a white star on her forehead. Oddly, for her breed, she has some feather above her hooves. She is well-built and beautful, both fast and cunning. She has big black eyes, and just by looking in them, you can tell she's born to be free. Her mane is long and flowing, and would kill anyone if they cut it.
    Personality:(at least 5 sentences) Gianna is usually kind, but is very headstrong. She often argues with Exaliana, and most times, she gets her way. She hates losing, being wrong, and being laughed at. But beware, if you do laugh at her, you'd better watch your back! She holds grudges for a long time, and enjoys tracking down people(or animals) that have wronged her. She is vain and self-conscious, and loves attracting the stallions. But when she's not flirting or being silly in any other ways, she is very smart, and has a knack for figuring tough things out.
    Powers:(3 max) Gianna can run very fast, and has deadly hooves.
    Roleplay Sample:(at least 7 sentences) Umm, does the one above count, or should I do another one?

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  • Oh, I just meant I filled out a different form for each, that's all! XD

  • Name: Constance Aravia Loui
    Gender: Female
    Age: 17
    Rank: Dragon Rider
    Appearance: Constance is an amazingly beautiful young woman. Her shocking ice-blue eyes seem to linger on you, even when you're not looking at her. Her long, flowing blonde hair is like a field of gold. She walks gracefully, like a ballerina, and her legs are slender. Her skin is tanned, and almost flawless, adding to her petite figure. Her voice sounds like music, and her laugh could turn even the blackest hearts into gold.
    Personality: Constance's personality is almost like her appearance, gentle, nice, and radiant. She is almost never mean, hates to hurt people, but will if she has to. Constance believes that even the worst of the worst can be changed into good. She will help anyone in danger, even if it's her enemy. But when in war, Constance will fight for her people, and is a challenging opponent.
    Powers: She is skilled with nun-chucks, and very sneaky. She is good at making traps.
    Roleplay Sample: Constance glanced behind her, her icey optics gleaming. She walked on point, careful to avoid sound. Turning back, she sneakily grasped the handle of her door, and pulled. The vibration of the door rippled through the walls, causing a nearby vase to wobble. Her eyes grew wide as she grew still, willing the vase to stay put. The vase chose to ignore her, and tipped sideways. Constance leaped forward, rolling at the last minute, and caught the vase in her gentle hands. She let out a sigh of relief. Putting the vase back on its pedestool, she darted out of the house and into the deep, mysterious forest.
    Other: Constance is longing for a person to love her, as she is a romantic type.