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    Name: Navatè Kraell
    Age: 19
    Gender: Female
    Race: Wood Elf - Bosmer
    Weapon(s): Two Steel Daggers - Elven Bow - Glass Arrows - Orcish Greatsword
    Armor: Fur Armor - Gloves - Fur Boots
    Mastered Skills: Speech - Sneak - Archery - Light Armor
    Appearance: Navatè is rather short with a supple and slim body. Her hair is long with a light brown shading and the back is tied up in a ponytail with a black ribbon. Her eyes, unlike most Bosmer, are a light blue shade, a far shot from the usual red.
    Personality: -Deceptive
    -Intelligent
    -Adventerous
    Achievements: None
    Guilds/Organizations: Imperial Army


    Name: Fallae Vaecra
    Age: 21
    Gender: Male
    Race: Imperial
    Weapon(s): Daedric Bow of Draining - Ebony Axe of Frost [accompanied by an ebony shield] - Steel, Iron, and Ancient Nordic Arrows
    Armor: Hunters' Guild Master Armor Full set[Enhances damage done by any bow by 70%]
    Mastered Skills: Archery - Sneak - Light Armor - One-handed - Block
    Appearance: Fallae is quite tall with a muscular build. He has long shaggy red hair that is tied up three times in the back. His eyes are a soothing caramel brown. While his build might remind you of a Nord, the eyes are a clear giveaway to him being an Imperial.
    Personality: -Loyal
    -Honest
    -Leader-like
    Achievements: He has written three books
    Guilds/Organizations: Hunters' Guild [Fallae founded and is leading this guild]

    Galaxyfeather


    He buried the mouse bones and bounded off out of camp, he needed to find Smokestar and request a mission. As he traversed through the forest he ran through his mind the different places Smokestar could be, he knew that he had an apprentice, the White Thicket maybe? Or perhaps their leader was simply hunting? He decided to head for the White Thicket, it being the most probable and practical place for him to be. "Smokestar?" He called out as he neared the White Thicket, his voice loud.

    Okay, so I've been having trouble keeping my clans/threads active, and have been having trouble even getting members to join those said threads. Does anybody have some advice for me?

    Navatè


    She hadn't seen what went down, only that one man had just murdered another, and the woman running down the street hinted at danger. As if on auto-pilot she slid her dual daggers from their sheathes and ran up to the man, "You have committed crimes against Tamriel and its people, what say you in your defense?" She had said those words so many times since her enlistment that they slid from her lips emotionlessly.

    [align=center][size=15pt]Camp Half-blood[/size]
    Welcome to one of the only safe places on earth for a half-blood


    Rules
    1.) All WCRPG rules apply here.
    2.) Fighting OOC is not acceptable,
    3.) No mini-plots without my consent.
    4.) I will only accept two characters for each of the big three, one male and one female.
    5.) There will be councilors for each cabin, a Head Councilor and a Lt. Councilor. Put in your others section wether or not you'd like to be a councilor.
    6.) No power-playing, this includes things such as dodging every single move thrown at you and killing a player with one blow.
    7.) No killing somebody else's character without their consent.
    8.) No one-liners. If I see an excessive amount of one-liners the person will first get a warning and if it continues be banned from the thread.
    9.) Relationships are allowed, and encouraged, I just don't want any mature content on this thread. Kissing, however, is perfectly fine.
    10.) Now with all of that out of the way, if you read any these rules put "True half-blood" In your others section. This is subject to change due to code-searchers and such.


    Cabins


    Form


    My form(s)

    [size=15pt]Camp Half-blood[/size]


    Welcome to one of the safest places on earth for a half-blood


    Season - Winter Some campers may be away


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    Jethro Lionel


    He let out a bored sigh as he sat in the pavillion, an empty plate in front of him. It was boring here with so many campers gone, he was a year-rounder, and had 9 beads to show for it. He pulled out his playing cards and began setting up a game of solitaire.

    Jethro Lionel


    "How childish." He muttered, picking up his cards and making his way over to a better view of the altercation. One of the girls had a bow in her hands, it was Harper if he wasn't mistaken. "Hey! You guys calm down, you're ruining the peace and quiet." Anybody that knew him knew that he said that with as much sarcasm as he could muster. He made his way down to the girls, hands in his pockets and a smile on his face.

    Jethro Lionel


    "Are you sure you would be able to reap what you'd sew upon that action?" He asked with a smile. His blue eyes began to wander before falling on Marietta. "Amanda here thought that it would be a good idea to slime Haylee."


    //sorry for short post, low muse

    Jethro Lionel


    He took the letter from the Zeus child wordlessly, he had seen him around often, but never got to know him, or even his name for that matter. He stuffed the letter into his jacket pocket before tacking Amanda's arm and slinging it over his shoulder. "To the Nemesis cabin we go!" And with that he started off, his pace quick, but his gait gentle. He didn't know exactly what had just tranpired, but he laughed at it anyways, "So what was it that she did to you anyways?" He asked as he neared the cabin.

    Jethro Lionel


    "And what's that?" He asked, bumping the cabin door open before walking through it. He set her down on the nearest bed and stepped back, blue eyes observing her. He had learned to be weary around a Nemesis, and a Hermes, and even around a Nike.