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[StoneWolf18]

Animals at Heart

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IC || OOC || Characters || Lore & Info​

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CharactersAlright here is the character sheet. I would prefer it to have minimal BBCode (even if it's just a bit of bolding) to make it readable. If I can't make out what it's trying to say/have to strain to read it, automatic denial. That being said, I can always make and or supply a template if you would like one. Just ask.

Most of the lore is necessary for accurate character creation. Read all or at least a good chunk of it. There are going to be little exceptions to it, so don't come waltzing in here thinking you can push boundaries and test my patience.

Images are to be drawn or realistic in nature for both forms. No anime. Why? Because while I love anime as much as the next guy, I don't want my roleplay to be thought of as an anime but much more realistic than that.

One character per person at this time. This may be changed upon request.

Finally, if you have any questions, please ask!

Make sure to delete all the extra notes upon filling it out.

Spoiler: Sheet

Character NameMake it fit with their upbringing. If they grew up in a tribe, then it would sound much more hash than being raised within a large city.

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• Basic Information
• Jul Form
• Beast Form
• Assets
• Personal
• OOC

• Basic InformationAge: 21+ only
  Gender: Male or female
  Race: Read the lore. Are the a Rabbit Raan-Niin-Sul? Eagle Raan-Kiir-Mun? This must be consistent with the rest of their sheet.
  Occupation: Ask if suggestions are needed. Assassins, royalty, and so on will need to be inquired about before
• Jul FormIf they don't have this form feel free to delete this section.
  Height: Be reasonable, this is their "human" form.
  Weight: Bmi calculator
  Hair: No unnatural colors
  Eyes: Ditto
  Build: Physical build
  Complexion: skin color
  Body Modifications:
  Clothing:
  Other:
• Beast FormIf they don't have this form feel free to delete this section.
  Height: Be reasonable, this is their "human" form.
  Weight: Just an estimate
  Eyes: Ditto
  Build: Physical build
  Complexion: Fur, scales, feathers, etc color, texture, etc.
  Body Modifications:
  Clothing:
  Other:
• AssetsAbilities: Magic doesn't exist, here list the abilities they have from their animal species. Be reasonable.
  Weapons: Not everyone needs to have one. If they are untrained, poor, etc, it would be unlikely for them to own one. That being said, a tribal member wouldn't own a metal sword and a high class citizen wouldn't be fighting with a wooden club.
• PersonalPersonality: Should somewhat align with their subrace but doesn't have too completely. At least a paragraph.
  Biography: Their life! Two or more paragraphs please.
• OOCPlot Participation: Please designate here if you would like to participate in the main plot, or treat this as a sandbox. You're either all in or not at all so please choose wisely! These two groups have little interaction when in character. If you find that you want to join the main plot for some reason after its began (which is unlikely to be allowed) that will be discussed privately.
  Post Frequency: Just to get an idea of how often you'll be posting. There isn't a real limit as long as its consistent.
  Commitment Agreement: Please reply with "yes, I understand" if you are certain you have the time and are willing to commit to this roleplay long-term. If you aren't then I would rethink joining. This isn't a roleplay to join for a few hours just to get over a brief boredom spell.

[H]Character Name[/h]
Make it fit with their upbringing. If they grew up in a tribe, then it would sound much more hash than being raised within a large city.[border=1.5px solid #C9C9C9; height:0; width:98%; padding:0; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 10px;][bg=transparent; display:none;].[/bg][/border][TABS][Tab=Basic Information][sh]Basic Information[/sh]
[b]Age:[/b] 21+ only
[b]Gender:[/b] Male or female
[b]Race:[/b] Read the lore. Are the a Rabbit Raan-Niin-Sul? Eagle Raan-Kiir-Mun? This must be consistent with the rest of their sheet.
[b]Occupation:[/b] Ask if suggestions are needed. Assassins, royalty, and so on will need to be inquired about before[/Tab]

[Tab=Jul Form][sh]Jul Form[/sh]If they don't have this form feel free to delete this section.
[b]Height:[/b] Be reasonable, this is their "human" form.
[b]Weight:[/b] Bmi calculator
[b]Hair:[/b] No unnatural colors
[b]Eyes:[/b] Ditto
[b]Build:[/b] Physical build
[b]Complexion:[/b] skin color
[b]Body Modifications:[/b] 
[b]Clothing:[/b]
[b]Other:[/b][/Tab]

[Tab=Beast Form][sh]Beast Form[/sh]If they don't have this form feel free to delete this section.
[b]Height:[/b] Be reasonable, this is their "human" form.
[b]Weight:[/b] Just an estimate
[b]Eyes:[/b] Ditto
[b]Build:[/b] Physical build
[b]Complexion:[/b] Fur, scales, feathers, etc color, texture, etc.
[b]Body Modifications:[/b] 
[b]Clothing:[/b]
[b]Other:[/b][/Tab]

[Tab=Assets][sh]Assets[/sh][b]Abilities:[/b] Magic doesn't exist, here list the abilities they have from their animal species. Be reasonable. 
[b]Weapons:[/b] Not everyone needs to have one. If they are untrained, poor, etc, it would be unlikely for them to own one. That being said, a tribal member wouldn't own a metal sword and a high class citizen wouldn't be fighting with a wooden club.[/Tab]

[Tab=Personal][sh]Personal[/sh][b]Personality:[/b] Should somewhat align with their subrace but doesn't have too completely. At least a paragraph.
[b]Biography:[/b] Their life! Two or more paragraphs please.[/Tab]

[Tab=OOC][sh]OOC[/sh][b]Plot Participation:[/b] Please designate here if you would like to participate in the main plot, or treat this as a sandbox. You're either all in or not at all so please choose wisely! These two groups have little interaction when in character. If you find that you want to join the main plot for some reason after its began (which is unlikely to be allowed) that will be discussed privately.
[b]Post Frequency:[/b] Just to get an idea of how often you'll be posting. There isn't a real limit as long as its consistent.
[b]Commitment Agreement:[/b] Please reply with "yes, I understand" if you are certain you have the time and are willing to commit to this roleplay long-term. If you aren't then I would rethink joining. This isn't a roleplay to join for a few hours just to get over a brief boredom spell.[/tab][/TABS]

 

[Ridge]

Mika Iris​

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basic information

Age:Fourty-three
Gender: Female
Race: Bear Raan-Kiir-Fel

Being a Raan-Kiir-Fel, Mika does very much prefer to be in her beastial form. Yet due to feeling outnumbered, she forces herself to stay Jul, when either working or socialising amongst others in Jul form. But once the door is closed and the key is thrown away, Mika will roam the lands in her beastial form with full comfortablitly.​

Main Gods: Kaan & Zil

The two gods of which Mika prays to the most are Kaan and Zil. Mainly due to her feeling of reward from Zil, she feels as if knowledge was granted to her. Whether this is true or not isn't known, but that is her belief.​

Occupation: Herbalist

jul

Height:162cm
Weight: 22.9 (62kg)
Hair: Grey
Eyes: Blue
Build: Average, little muscle but a slim tone
Complexion: Tanned
Body Modifications: None

Clothing: Wears both male and female clothing styles

Other: Lines her eyes with black

beastial

Height:243cm
Weight: 248kg
Eyes: Amber
Build: Muscled, more fat under her fur and thicker skin
Complexion: White fur (transparent appears white to the eye), that is rather bristly.
Body Modifications: Several ear rings.

Clothing: Tends to only wear one set of clothing when in her Beast form.

Other: Doesn't wear armor but does own some as seen in the picture.

assests

Abilities:

Smell: Mika has a great sense of smell when in her beastial form, giving her a great advantage in her line of work.
Speed: Although large and with a lot of weight, she is able to run at the speed of a horse in full gallop if the situation requires it.
Teeth and claw: Being a beast such as Bear Raan-Kiir-Sul gives her sharp claws and pointed teeth like a carnivore, using them mainly for weapons or as a better tool to open tight nuts, etc.​

Weapons:

Dagger: Mika only owns a small dagger, it has never been used in an attack or violence, but as a tool in her trade.​

personal

Personality: Mika is a calm and content person. She is rarely hostile unless she feels threatened by words or actions such as a raised voice or a tense body language. Yet her most known trait is her compassion for others, he will never turn anyone away, no matter who they may be unless they are cruel to her she is kind and giving.

Biography: Unlike most, Mika wasn't really brought up anywhere. Her family moved around constantly, not likely to stay in more than one place for more than a few weeks. They would travel with their young selling their goods from the foraged lands and cooked foods from family recipes. Yet Mika never wanted to be traveling, although she loved seeing the world she wanted more than that. And so, she set up herself a small store when she was around twenty-three, only selling the rare herbs and other goods that some others either didn't know how to find or didn't know of at all.

The business began to thrive and Mika found comfort in the ability to support her family. Yet soon enough dark times came, Mika was held hostage during the night when closing up her shop, being forced to give away her products but also dragged into a business deal. She would have to begin selling 'off market' items to those who knew a specific word, but it still kills her every day. Most of the customers are either bounty-hunters or those looking for something different to try.

Years passed and Mika is still wrapped up within the trouble of the 'off market' substances. She grew stronger, however, learning how to control the customers that aren't satisfied with their service, but she has never lost her sense of character. One day however she met another Bear Raan-Kiir-Fel, they are like two sides of a coin, matching the weight of eachother together

ooc

Plot Participation: Main plot please!
Post Frequency: Once a day - could possibly be more during days I am not working.
Commitment Agreement: Yes I understand!

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[StoneWolf18]

Zafina the Victorious

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Name: Zafina the Victorious
Title/s: Sharp Claw, Alpha, The Victorious
Age: Thirty-six (36)
Gender: Female
Race: Lioness Raan-Diin-Fel
Birthplace: Yol'Kah camp
Occupation: Leader of Yol'Kah or Yol's Pride tribe

Victory Comes

Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 155 lbs
Eyes: Large and amber in color
Build: Lean yet muscular
Complexion: Rough golden fur spawning the length of her body.
Body Modifications: None
Clothing: A hide shirt and trousers that's extent to her knees along with leather foot wraps. Cloth is too difficult to maintain with fur.

At Quite

Abilities: - Senses: Being a predator she has rather heightened senses of smell and hearing, perfect for spotting the unseen or tracking.
- Strength: Because of her species she has a rather large amount of strength, especially in her jaw and limbs.
Weapon: A set of leather gloves that have claws attatched to the holes on the fingers, so she can fit her own claws inside and use the much larger ones instead.

The Cost

Personality: Zafina was quick to mature, gaining a forceful and what some would call cruel natrue that was so different from the cub that had bounced around camp with a naive, bubbly gleam in her eye. Having pushed such things in the past the lioness is fully focused on the survival of her tribe no matter how devastating the cost might be. The elders pray she holds some form of emotion behind the mask of stone she wears, but even she isn't certain she could feel anything anymore.
Mentality: Survival is all that matters, nothing more, nothing less. As long as they make it through the next hour, day or week, they will continue to prosper. Honor or glory means nothing if one doesn't exist to bathe in it, therefore battles should be won no matter what or risk extermination.
Biography: Once a happy-go-lucky kid with nothing to fear due to her mother's sheltering, Zafina was most likely the happiest lioness let alone Raan alive at the time of her youth. This was because her mother, the leader's mate, had saw what cruelty was within the world and how it corrupted those exposed to it. But of course she's wasn't going to be able to protect her little cub for long. Rouges from a smaller neighboring tribe had invaded their camp at night due to the mysterious lack of sentries. They only got one kill, her father and their leaders. It had been the first time Zafina had exprienced the death of someone close to her, surprisingly at the age of 15.

Bickering then began, most of the tribe didn't want some soft lioness to take charge seeing as her mother was much to old. And so her close childhood friend, an egyptian wolf by the name of Tsekani, was sent to try and talk her out of the position so that he could take for himself. Naturally, she declined which left the two having to fight for their role as leader. It was brief to say the least, simply because he had underestimated her grief-fueled determination. All it took were a few swift dodges before using her claws to tear his front side open from chin to groin, the rest of the tribe speechless as they watched the mutilated corpse fall.

Since then, no one has challenged her authority, at least not openly. The last fool to do so had his head on a pike outside of her den with his entrails roasting over an open fire. But times have changed, and wanting to see what else lay in the world beyond their camp, she would have set out on her own, leaving the tribe in the care of her aging but sturdy mother for the time begin.

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- Is respectful of the elders although she doesn't always agree with their opinions.
- Enjoys running on all fours despite how primitive it would seem.
- The large claws attatched to her gloves are actually her fathers. Her mother had extracted and given them to her after his death to remember him.
- Yol'Kah or Yol's Pride is a tribe dedicated to the worship of Yol, and is almost completely made up of Raan-Diin.

I will be participating in the main plot!

 

[CrimsonEclipse]

Sherza Kalinor

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• Basic Information
• Beast Form
• Assets
• Personal
• OOC

• Basic InformationTitle: Laughing Death, Exiled Matriarch, Bloody Maw
  Age: 33
  Gender: Female
  Race: Hyena Raan-Diin-Fel
  Occupation: Mercenary
• Beast FormApparance:
  
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  Height: 5'11"
  Weight: 168 lbs
  Eyes: Golden Yellow (Ignore the Picture)
  Build: Lean and lithe frame with firm and compact muscles.
  Complexion: Rough dark grey fur speckled with dark dots. Sherza's snout, feet, and hands are covered in black fur.
  Body Modifications: Sherza's long and messy hair is adorned with golden ringlets, some are hers and others are acquired from others.
  Clothing: A coarse and tough piece of cloth covers her chest, covering up her breasts. She wears a loose and comfortable trousers with a cloth sash wrapped around her waist. A couple of pouches, satchel, and little bags are attached to the sash.
  Other:
• AssetsAbilities:
  Crushing Maw: The jaws of the Hyenas have a far stronger force than most creatures. They could crush bones and horns with ease and could even leave bite marks on steel.
  
  Iron Stomach: Hyena's can consume and digest all parts of a prey, horns, hooves, bones, and teeth included. They are also less prone to food poisoning and can even resist weak poisons.
  
  Enhanced Senses: Their eyes can see in the dark and they also have acute sense of hearing. Their noses are also quite sensitive in detective scents of prey such as blood, droppings, and urine.
  
  Enhanced Speed: Hyena's can run at a fast speed, their muscles working at a faster rate to produce more speeds. Though this leads to Sherza becoming severely exhausted after a full sprint.
  
  Manic Glee: Sherza can be affected by bloodlust quite easily. While it gives her no superhuman capabilities, it gives her an almost singleminded drive to slaughter her enemies. She can shrug off minor blows while in this state, but the accumulated damage will still affect her body, she can just ignore them for a while.
  
  Weapons: Sherza wields a pair of wide bearded axes. The axes are nothing fancy and has been chipped and dulled a bit, but they can still serve their purpose. It complements Sherza's rapid and manic style of fighting.
• PersonalPersonality: While Hyenas certainly don't have the greatest of reputations, Sherza is definitely one of the bad eggs. Sherza cares for no one but herself and will always be looking out for herself. She won't hesitate to kill if the need calls for it, hell, she would love to kill every chance she gets. She would crush those who seeks her harm, both literally and figuratively.
  
  She can be foul mouthed and hot tempered, especially when the subject of her past is involved. She's not really nosy and would, at the very least, not inquire about another's past lest it directly involves her or is necessary for her survival.
  
  If there's any good thing about her, it's that Sherza keeps her word and would never betray anyone unless they show signs of betraying her first. Her past experiences had completely made the concept of betrayal a taboo for her and she absolutely loathes traitors and cheaters.
  
  Biography: Sherza had once been a valued member in their clan. In fact, she was the matriarch's daughter and was the most likely person to become the next matriarch once her mother stepped down. Of course not everyone was happy about this fact.
  
  When her mother eventually passed away, instead of Sherza claiming the title of matriarch, the title was stolen from her through manuevering behind the scenes. Sherza had almost zero supporters and had no one backing her other than her mother's most loyal of supporters. As if this wasn't enough, she was driven out by the current matriarch to ensure that no one disturbs her reign.
  
  Betrayed and exiled, Sherza was turned into a bitter and angry creature twisted by malice and grief. Sherza, having once been a hunter in their clan, decided to become a mercenary to survive. She let out all her pent up anger and rage, quickly earning her a fearsome reputation as a loyal yet bloodthirsty mercenary.
• OOCPlot Participation: Main plot is possible.
  Post Frequency: At least twice a day, maybe more depending on my schedule.
  Commitment Agreement: Yes, I Understand

 

[PanOtterPus]

Tokala Balgair

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• Basic Information
• Jul Form
• Beast Form
• Assets
• Personal
• OOC

• Basic InformationAge: 28
  Gender: Male
  Race: Fox Raan-Kiir-Fel
  Occupation: Hunter
• Jul Form
  Height: 5"9.
  Weight: 11st 6lb
  Hair: Dirty Blonde
  Eyes: Green
  Build: Lean & muscular
  Complexion: Slight tan
  Clothing: Tends to stick to simple trousers for easier movement, with his clan's armlet on his upper left arm and a piece of cloth tied around his waist.
  
• Beast Form
  Height: 5"9
  Weight: 10st8lb
  Eyes: Grey
  Build: Lean, though loses the muscular tone of his human form
  Complexion: Dense but silky red fur with a lighter colour chest.
  Body Modifications: None
  Clothing: Wears a basic pair of light material shorts. His forearms are covered with leather vambraces.
  
• AssetsAbilities: Senses - Tokala's beast form comes with a few perks. His hearing and smell are heightened, as well as keen sight in the dark. These perks are transferred to his Jul form, however they become dampened somewhat.
  Agility - Tokala is pretty agile, able to jump great heights in beast form. This also allows him to move fairly swiftly in his Jul form.
  Weapons: In both forms, Tokala carries a recurve bow, a quiver with arrows and has a dagger attached to his hip.
• PersonalPersonality: Tokala is a fidgety individual, always curious about the world around him. He is more intelligent than he lets on, aiding him in his hunting. He believes himself to be an outgoing being, though he has little experience making friends.
  Biography: Tokala was raised in the forest by his small clan of fellow foxes. As a young lad he found himself constantly in trouble, coming up with more plans to break rules while being told of for the last one. Clan members grew tired of his boisterous nature and began to look down on him. His father put him forward to become a hunter for the clan when he realised that his curious, energy filled mind needed a better outlet than being cooped up in their village. He also saw it as an opportunity for him to prove he was an asset to the clan rather than a hindrance. His father even bought him the bow he now carries.
  Tokala loved the freedom of the forest, with something new to see every day, and the constant need to plan ahead for a hunt. He became apt with his bow, preferring the form of a fox, only using his Jul form when he was asked to escort his kin to the nearby town to sell their extra meat - which, for him, didn't happen often. However, he still has the need to know more - about his people, his forest, and the world he very seldom got to visit outside of the woods.
• OOCPlot Participation: Main plot please~
  Post Frequency: I'll be able to post at least twice a week. More once I've settled into a routine at my new job.
  Commitment Agreement: Yes, I understand!.

 

[Raku]

Mariq Zemaat

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• Basic Information
• Jul Form
• Beast Form
• Assets
• Personal
• OOC

• Basic InformationAge: 27
  Gender: Male
  Race: Cheetah Raan-Kiir-Sul
  Occupation: He's a contractor. He does assassinations, bounty hunts, and other combative jobs.
• Jul Form
  Height: 6'0"
  Weight: 187 lbs
  Hair: Long, dirty blonde hair that is typically tied back in a ponytail.
  Eyes: Cold, icy blue
  Build: Athletic
  Complexion: Slightly Tanned
  Body Modifications: None
  Clothing: What you'd expect from a typical rouge. Black clothing optimized for mobility.
  Other:
• Beast Form
  Height: 5'10"
  Weight: 158 lbs
  Eyes: Deep brown
  Build: Slim as he loses some of the muscle from his human form as well as becoming shorter
  Complexion: Light gold fur with black spots all over his body.
  Body Modifications: None
  Clothing: Usually the same clothes he wears in Jul form
  Other:
• AssetsAbilities:
  
  Speed - As the fastest animal on land, Mariq is capable at running up to 70 miles an hour. At short bursts of course because the higher the speed he runs the more it tires him out.
  
  Senses - Mariq has enhanced sense of smell, hearing, and sight. He also can see much better in the dark than others. This is also seen in his Jul form, but they are not as sensitive.
  
  Agile - This is shared by both his Jul and Beast form, but it's amplified in Beast form. With the ability to jump higher and is very light on his feet, well, paws.
  
  Weapons: Mariq possess a modified staff with blades at both ends facing opposite directions
• PersonalPersonality: Some may say he is noble, he says he just has standards. Mariq is respectful and we'll mannered through a cold exterior. He does have a moral code when it comes down to combat though. He won't fight people while they are down. In fact, he'll help them up just to continue a fair fight. He is intelligent and puts it to good use as a tactician and a planner for several things. He is usually pretty calm, but does have a slight temper. Despite not sounding like it, Mariq is a loyal and defensive man towards his allies and friends. He'll put there safety in front of his own most of the time.
  Biography: Born to a well off family as Karai Xeniith, he is known as the child who took the wrong path. He lived a semi-luxurious life, which he did not like. He said he'd rather have a more difficult childhood than one where he was pampered. He'd often reject some of the things his parents would try to teach him and his siblings. Most of it was lessons that would help lead them to a life in riches. This of course lead to a rocky relationship between him and his parents. Alongside academics, he was trained in combat as well by his father and other trainers. Why? Because Mariq looked like more he'd be a soldier than the others. His father saw potential in Mariq, thinking that some day he may be a legendary general. Out of all the weapons in his family's armory, Mariq chose something that confused his father. It was a staff with blades at its ends. Although his father didn't agree with his weapon choice, it seemed to be the one he was most skilled with. In the long run, his training is own of the few things he thanks his parents for.
  
  When he was 13, his parents decided it was time to induce Mariq's transformation. His father was a Wolf Raan while his mother was a Cheetah Raan. The bought the needed herbs to do it and he underwent his transformation. For him, it was the best 12 hours of his life despite the pain of the initial transformation. He found out he was a cheetah like his mother. His brother and sister were wolves like their father. He seemed to be the one who enjoyed it the most out of all of them. He would continue to go back and forth between his Jul and Beast forms much more often than the others.
  
  When he was around 18, his parents tried to put him into a military officer academy. That was when he left. Fleeing home, he took his weapon with him and ran away. He changed his name to Mariq Zemaat so he couldn't be linked to the rest of his family. For the next few years he lived off of hunting and whatever he could scrape together. This was the life he'd rather live, because the hardships are what makes someone stronger. Eventually, around the age of 22, he found a man in a tavern who had a job. It was a bounty hunt. Now, Mariq didn't have much experience in this field, but the man wasn't asking for skill, he just wanted his target dead. The prize was too large for Mariq to resist. He took up the contract and went to work. After a few days of searching around areas where his target has been seen, he finally found them. It was this successful job that started it all. As time went on he became more known through his works as a swift and deadly striker. He opened up to more jobs like assassinations and military assignments. So far, he hasn't failed one contract.
• OOCPlot Participation: Definitely will.
  Post Frequency: You can expect a few posts a day, but on some weekends I will have to go out of town on visitation with my father.
  Commitment Agreement: Yes, I understand

 

[Brejvarr Ulfhedne]

Brejvarr Ulfhedne

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• Basic Information
• Beast Form
• Assets
• Personal
• OOC

• Basic InformationAge: 26
  Gender: Male
  Race: Grey Wolf Raan-Diir-Fel
  Occupation: Berserker (Mercenary)
  Title: Fury of the North
• Beast FormHeight: 2.1m / 6'10"
  Weight: 156kg / 344lbs
  Eyes: Dark Yellow
  Build: Very Muscular
  Complexion: Grey fur with a dark grey patch on his face
  Body Modifications: None
  Clothing: Thick and lightly armored fur pants (brown). Bare upper body.
• AssetsAbilities:
  
  • Extremely strong
  • Enters a "Berserk" state when in battle, increasing his speed and strength massively. He needs time to recover afterwards and might even faint from exhaustion in some cases.
  • Though he can take a lot of physical punishment, he doesn't wear much armor, making him quite vulnerable.
  Weapons: Two one-handed axes, wich he has named "Sigbjörn" and "Ragnvald".
• PersonalPersonality: Pretty aggressive and unfriendly towards people he doesn't know. He's very quiet and speaks only when spoken to or when the situation requires it. When angry, however, he's the complete opposite of quiet, usually growling and shouting at whoever angered him and may become violent at times.
  ...In other words he's probably not someone you'd want to meet and talk to.
  Biography: Born and raised way up north in Fo'Sahsun, he quickly adapted to the cold climate and harsh enviroment. As a kid, Brejvarr always fantasized about joining the military. And when he became old enough he signed up for military service. He quickly rose in the ranks and soon enough he became a highly respected warrior. It was clear from the beginning that Brejvarr favoured melee combat over ranged warfare and so he was given the title of Berserker for his skill in melee combat and his ability to become completely absorbed in rage when fighting his foes.
  
  After 7 years in the military he decided to quit because of the low income. He started working as a lumberjack briefly, but the lack of action quickly drove him to the edge of depression as he missed the thrill of combat too much. So he decided to pick up mercenary work instead, earning him way more money than he ever did in the military. He slowly started gaining reputation and soon enough he earned the nickname of "Fury of the North" by his enemies. He was only ever known in the north as there was no reason to know about him if you lived down south. He never accepted contracts that required him to go there. This proved to be his downfall however and after some time there was no one who would hire him anymore. There was simply no jobs left, they had either been done by fellow mercenaries or payed too little. Brejvarr became desperate for money and started accepting contracts from down south, even though he hated the warm climate. And that is where his story begins, a desperate mercenary looking for someone to hire him.
• OOCPlot Participation: Main Plot
  Post Frequency: Every day after work, though there might be some exceptions.
  Commitment Agreement: Yes, I understand.

 

[doneanddusted]

Mireille (mee-RAY) Smith

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• Basic Information
• Jul Form
• Beast Form
• Assets
• Personal
• OOC

• Basic InformationAge: 25
  Gender: Female
  Race: Komodo Dragon Raan-Kiir-Sul
  Occupation: Merchant (a day job)/Your typical hitman
  She tends to stay in one area for a while, usually to gather more materials and to sell all her old stuff.
• Jul Form
  
  
  Height: 5' 2" (159 cm)
  Weight: 105 lbs
  Hair: Pale brown, medium long length
  Eyes: Green
  Build: Petite (and very flat), but surprisingly muscular and toned.
  Complexion: Fair
  Body Modifications: None
  Clothing: Simple, comfy dresses. She likes to look cute. But only when she's sure that she'll stay in Jul form.
  
  
  
  Sometimes (when she's not on her day job or when she's unsure if she'll remain in her Jul form or not) she'll be wearing too-big-for-her but cozy and convenient clothing.
  Other:
• Beast Form
  
  
  casually scrolling through furry art
  it's really hard to find anthropomorphic lizards that look decent
  note that her tail reaches the floor and curves up (her legs are like 3' 4")
  Height: 6' plus a 4' tail (komodo dragons are looooong)
  Weight: 140 lbs
  Eyes: Dull yellow (NOT RED)
  Build: Still kinda lean but much more muscular
  Complexion: Grayish greenish scales (durable skin)
  Body Modifications: None
  Clothing:
  
  
  
  I mean either that or whatever she's currently wearing in her Jul form.
  Other: Her tail's quite strong.
• AssetsAbilities:
  - crazy good tongue smelling
  - powerful jaws (that can also open wider than normal)
  - powerful sharp claws (in her jul form, it's just strong nails)
  - poisonous saliva and venomous bites (in Jul form, she just retains poisonous saliva)
  - Can see objects as far as 300 m (985 ft) away. It's not as far in Jul form. Her vision during the night is very human.
  - Can run for up to 13 mph (brief, though)
  - She can eat. A lot. This translates to a hearty appetite in her Jul form.
  - good swimmer
  Weapons: Bow and arrow, daggers/knives. She's also trained in physical combat.
• PersonalPersonality: Mireille's a generally charismatic and nice person, acting friendly and nice mainly to appeal to customers. She's normally pretty cool and chill with things, and doesn't get upset too often. She tends to act younger than she actually is, and could probably pass as someone younger than 25 given her appearance.
  
  Mireille likes to play harmless pranks on her friends, though sometimes she takes it too far (ex: Locking someone in a room and hiding the key somewhere very hard to reach). She can act a bit too impulsive and tends to do a lot of impulse slapping when annoyed. She's kinda rebellious and likes to annoy her friends sometimes, but it's all in good fun. When it comes to the people close to her, she'll defend them with her life.
  
  You may want to note, though, that she hasn't had an actual friend in a while due to her constant traveling.
  
  Oh yes, and she smiles while assassinating.
  Fun Fact: She's not a picky eater and has a rather large appetite. She's a foodie.
  Biography (except more of her personality is explained here): Mireille was born in a quiet, cozy suburban home in Sizzan, and grew up generally sheltered and naive. Her family was well off, but not rich, which gave her a comfortable but not pampered life. From a young age, Mireille was taught (not by her parents) how to fight. Her parents traveled around the world for various reasons, and hardly spent time at home, so Mireille had quite a bit of freedom.
  
  M's parents induced her transformation when she was around 14. It was abnormally painful for Mireille, but she eventually got over it. Mireille took after her father, who was a komodo dragon. Her mother was an otter. She enjoyed being a lizard girl, and found that her enhanced strength was kinda cool!
  
  Our lizard girl's moral compass is very much intact. It's just that she had always just been kinda... sadistic? She does a lot of foul play and manipulation, and had always been a mischievous one. It comes from a good place, though. She had once brutally beat up two kids, but only because they were bullying a freshmen. That wasn't bad, right? Mireille had always been one to do whatever she wanted, regardless of the rules. Mireille had to be sneaky and cunning to get away with the things she did. Most of the times, she did. Sometimes, she didn't.
  
  Mireille moved out when she was an adult, in search for adventure. She started collecting/buying various things and selling them, effectively becoming a travelling merchant (the food she sells is all made by her though ). It was a nice job, and she liked travelling to various places to sell and meet all types of people. Mireille continued living as a well like merchant for a while, until she got kind of bored.
  "Hmm," she thought. "I wish I could do something cool with the combat abilities I have!"
  Cue a wanted poster of a criminal with a high bounty on it.
  "AHA!"
  When Mireille closed shop, she went out to do some good ol' murder, and walked out with quite a bit of money. Mireille kind of enjoyed this. She was technically doing good, because she had gotten rid of a criminal... plus fighting was kind of fun! So M got herself into the hitman/assassination/contract business, and hasn't stopped since.
  
  She only takes offers to kill/capture those she sees as bad, though, and more than often she takes capturing jobs.
• OOCPlot Participation: I'd like to be in the main plot
  Post Frequency: At least once a day. Maybe more.
  Commitment Agreement: Yes, I understand.

 

[Maxilgal]

Skosgar Axehide

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• Jul Form
• Beast Form
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• Personal
• OOC

• Basic InformationAge: 23
  Gender: Female
  Race: Bear Raan-Kiir-Fel
  Occupation: Dock Worker/Fishing-ship Sailor
• Jul Form
  
  
  Height: 6'1"
  Weight: 165 lbs.
  Hair: Brown
  Eyes: Hazel
  Build: Strong, and very athletic looking. While she isn't mountains of muscle, she does look like she could take on most strength-needing tasks
  Complexion: Bronze/Dark tan
  Body Modifications: None
  Clothing:
  
  
  
  Other: She often changes unexpectedly, meaning her clothes need to stretch to meet her larger size. She's made sure to tailor them accordingly to avoid the issue of public nudity. She also wears a necklace containing beads and a totem from her home village.
• Beast Form
  
  
  Height: 7'1" on hind legs, 4 '6" on all fours
  Weight: 400 lbs.
  Eyes: Hazel
  Build: Similar to her jul form, Skos' beast form is unsually large for a female.
  Complexion: Brown fur, with pattern typical to that of a grizzly, with lighter fur on the ears.
  Body Modifications:
  Clothing: Skos wears the same clothes, given her tendency to shift suddenly and without prior thought. She's gotten clothes that, while they appear baggy on her jul form, will not burst open when she turns into her beast from.
  Other:
• AssetsAbilities:
  Keen smell - In her beast form, Skos has an impeccable sense of smell.
  Speed - She can easily reach the speed of a horse in a few bounds. Stopping is more the issue.
  Strength - Even among other bear Raan, Skos has worked hard to be exceptionally strong. Even her jul form can keep up with a few other beasts.
  Teeth and Claws - Sharp fangs and deadly, knife-like claws are useful in a fight, or digging up a root
  Weapons:
  Teeth and Claws - While other Raan carry weapons, it is very uncommon to find one on Skos. She prefers the intensity of fighting with her long claws and teeth and brute strength rather than the finesse of a weapon.
• PersonalPersonality: When she was born, her father declared Skosgar had the fire of a furnace in her heart. To this day, it still seems to be burning, maybe even more intensely. Skos is hot-headed, hungry for a fight and blood, and brutal in a scuffle. She has a tendency to spend her nights drinking mead and beer and proving her strength to any who dare question it. Anyone lucky enough to call her a friend can be sure to feel safe within the Harbor district.
  
  Biography: Born to a blacksmithing father and stay home mother, with 7 other siblings in a fishing village, Skos found herself well adapted to fighting. She could pull her own with the older boys in the village, and could keep off bullying attacks from her younger brothers and sisters. When she turned twelve, her father decided to help her shift. He had been saving for each of the children since they were born to buy their own herbs. On Skos' turn, she took her beast shift like a fish to water. Off course it was a grueling and painful ordeal, but afterwards they found her shifting at the drop of a hat, often when she was angry. It was difficicult to maintain her temper after the shift. No longer taking a part in children's scuffles, she would often fight drunks at the village tavern. After one too many fights, Skos decided she needed to leave, maybe cool off and mature. Its been 5 years and she still hasn't calmed down. She occasionally hires herself aboard local fishing boats that head North for the cod harvest. Every so often she goes and visits her family, but not for long. After a few years, she met a family friend, and Herbalist named Mika. Since then, Skos has sort of pushed herself into the calmer Raan's life.
• OOCPlot Participation: Main plot, since everyone else seems to be a part of it.
  Post Frequency: Every day to every two days if things get really busy.
  Commitment Agreement: Yes, I understand

 

[Galaxy Bear]

Eirawen "Farren" Ninovan

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• Assets
• Personal
• OOC

• Basic InformationAge: 26
  Gender: Female
  Race: Snow Leopard Raan-Kiir-Mun
  Occupation: Currently a cook in a local tavern but eventually goal is to open up her own dress shop.
  Other: Even though she kept her birth name (Eirawen Ninovann) she gave herself the nickname "Farren" to blend in better with the city and is what everyone knows her by and what she calls herself
• Jul FormHeight: Smol (4'10")
  Weight: 136lbs
  Hair: Red
  Eyes: Green
  Build: Curvy, petite, but not weak
  Complexion: Pale even though she loves the sun (blessing/curse of not being able to tan or burn)
  Body Modifications: A tribal tattoo on her chest and one running down her right thigh
  Clothing: Pretty simple dresses though she sews them herself so that they are a lighter material and easier to move in. Usually her favorite colors are red, black, and red. Usually has a brown/tan cloak to blend in better in the forest.
  Other: Has ears and tail (white with black spots) which gives her heightened hearing and balance
  
  Spoiler

  Face claim: Ginny Weasley(Actress- not good with names)

  
• Beast FormHeight: 4'10"
  Weight: 105 lbs
  Eyes: Green
  Build: Muscular and lean
  Complexion: Soft dense white fur with black ringed spots
  Body Modifications: None
  Clothing: A plain tunic with a cloak
  Other: Only goes into her beast form if she finds it more beneficial to do so
• AssetsAbilities: Habitat: Has advantage in cold climate since her large paws keep her from sinking into the snow (natural snow shoes) as well as her pelt keeps her warm. Is better camouflaged as well. Is at a disadvantage when in warm/dry climates
  Senses: Heightened hearing, smell, and eyesight
  Agility: Is able to climb and jump in greater heights and has better balance with her tail
  
  Weapons: Owns a small dagger in both forms.
• PersonalPersonality: She is bubbly, fun-loving, and has a lot of spirit, energy, and passion. Though she is happy in the city for now, she is constantly looking for things to do and loves to go on adventures. Eventually when she has more money saved up she plans on exploring the rest of the world. For now is she is content and happy. She stayed positive throughout her hard times and makes a decent wage (enough to live plus a little extra). Leaving her tribe at a young age, almost nothing scares her. She hates violence though and doesn't like bullies. She loves meeting new people, is a good listener, and tries to help out anybody she can. If she finds that something is wrong or doesn't feel right, she lives by her moral code, even if it means breaking the law. She has even made her home a safe haven for criminals if she feels like they were wrongly imprisoned. Sometimes this doesn't end up well for her and risked her life plenty of times. Nothing is ever as it seems though and she often struggles with depression, loneliness, and heartache. Often times she is stressed and worried if she made the right decision to leave. Her desire to help out everyone makes her stubborn and determined naturally though. She has a sharp tongue though and isn't afraid to speak her mind if someone was mistreated.
  
  Biography: She grew up and was raised in a tribe in Fo'Sahsun, the tribe was all snow leopards and they did not tolerate strangers that often and wanted to keep pure bloodlines with snow leopards. The tribe were kind to their own but she found it to be hypocritical. Once they were old enough, they were told to stay in their beast forms always. She found it suffocating and though she loved her tribe and family, she preferred her Jul form. She was an only child and her father was often times away since he was a hunter. Her mother would often catch her in it and she would get in trouble. Her mother was an understanding women though and never told the tribal elders. Her mother taught her how to sew and she made her own clothes. She dreamed of a different way of life and wanted to mingle with other species. Eventually, when she was old enough, she left her tribe and family. She left in the middle of the night and left her parents a note as to why she was leaving. Her mother caught her and gave her a dagger as a promise to take care of herself. She holds onto the dagger ever since and moved away.
  
  She has moved to Yuvona and lives within a city one of the most diverse it is. Though it was a long and hard journey, she eventually made it there. She was a stranger to their customs though slowly she has adjusted to city life and prefers it a lot better. Since she moved there eight years ago, she rarely goes into her beast form anymore. Though she misses her family, she doesn't regret leaving and doesn't plan on going back. She still sews her own clothes but mostly does that as a hobby and sells dresses occasionally on the side. She's gotten a few piercings and even tattoos (the tattoos are to honor her family and tribe). Currently works as cook in a small local tavern though is thinking about eventually saving up to open her own dress shop one day. One day she hopes to visit her family.
• OOCPlot Participation: Main Plot, I don't want to be left behind :c
  Post Frequency: At least once a day, sometimes more. There are rare occasions where I won't post (vacation/emergency). If I don't post within three days, contact me, something big probably happened
  Commitment Agreement: Yes, I understand. Unless something serious happens, then I might have to drop it (I don't see this happening at all in the future though)

 

[DergTheDergon]

Ssa'Neya "Neya" Yovassa

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• Jul Form
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• Personal
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• Basic InformationAge: 23
  
  Gender: Female
  
  Race: Serpent Raan-Kiir-Mun
  
  Occupation: Apothecary shop owner, Alchemist
  
• Jul Form
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  Height: 5'6"
  
  Weight: 134 lbs
  
  Hair: Brown
  
  Eyes: Green
  
  Build: Slim, moderately athleic, yet slightly delicate
  
  Complexion: Very, very pale
  
  Body Modifications: Snake Tribe tattoos upon her face (instead of the markings in the image, imagine something akin to this:
  Spoiler: Le tattoo

  
  
  Clothing: Various furs, different types of cloth, animal teeth and leathers arranged in the traditional garb of her wild Snake tribe, including a headdress that both genders commonly wear among said tribe. Example in the picture above
  
  Other:
• Beast Form
  
  Height: 6’5” (including tail)
  
  Weight: 145 lbs
  
  Eyes: Deep jade
  
  Build: Slim, musclar, etc. Bascially, snakelike
  
  Complexion: Alternating bands of green and gold skin, smoothly textured, that give way in the front to pale skin.
  
  Body Modifications: le none
  
  Clothing: The chestpiece and bracers she wears in Juul form under her clothing (She purchased the armor for protection with money she earned while selling potions outside of the capital).
  
  
• AssetsAbilities:
  
  Ambush Predator: naturally excels at creating and capitalizing on an element of surprise against most foes.
  
  Poison Fangs: When biting an opponent, she can choose to inject a poison into their body that weakens them over a short period of time, a few minutes or so.
  
  Hardy lungs: Naturally resistant to poisons and and airborne disease.
  
  Strong grip: when coiled around a single foe, she can constrict them until they pass out in just a minute or so, and is difficult, yet not impossible, to break free from.
  
  Slither Slither: Can deftly slither up and down trees and other structures within seconds.
  
  Weapons:A bow with bone-tipped arrows and a bostaff.
• PersonalPersonality: She is rather quiet and secretive, often keeping to herself more often than not. Her demeanor when she does speak is an odd mix of abrasive, sultry and kind, almost motherly; essentially, whichever she feels most like conveying at any given time. She is not one for commitments, truth be told, and thus, (as our story begins at least) has few friends and has never had any sort of romantic relationship. She will always flee or attack when she feels threatened in any way at all, whether the threat be to her life or simply to her free-spirited nature, her ideals, or anything else that helps her define her sense of self. Despite this, she finds herself loyal to the very few people who have earned her trust.
  
  Biography: Ssa'Neya was born during great turmoil within her tribe, two split factions of it warring between each other over whether worship of the gods or alchemy should be the focus of their people, and if indeed one of the two should be abolished. Her parents, neither religious nor alchemists, just simple hunters for their people who'd shunned the teachings of either practice, fled during the battle that ended up reducing the tribe to a handful of battered snake-people on either side, Neya still in her mother’s womb.
  
  A few years into her early life, her parents were still out on their own, traveling amongst the wild by themselves, hoping to find somewhere nice to settle, so that they could give her the life they felt she deserved. They searched for 4 long years, but thankfully found a home before she was much more than a babe. It was a small village settled by a melting pot of different Raan species from all over the region, naturally amiable to outsiders. They set up shop there, and during that time tried to keep their daughter away from all traces of alchemy and religion. However, one of them ended up influencing her before much longer.
  
  As she grew, her first few years in this new town were blissful and happy. She met a few good friends, had fun every day, and was comfortable and well-cared for. However, she found herself wanting something more out of life. She wanted to do something that was remarkable, amazing, something that could impact the world given enough time. She eventually, around the age of 14, found the inspiration for those previously quite vague dreams of hers in the form of a traveling cart selling all sorts of potions and alchemical paraphernalia. She’d been out experiencing the festival while her parents had to work their stall, and she had just enough money to give into her curiosity. She ended up buying an alchemy book and practicing the recipes inside secretly after the cart owner’s breathtaking pitch, explaining some of the amazing things an Alchemist could create. This was it, she felt she’d found her calling.
  
  It was inevitable that said calling was discovered by the very parents who cautioned her all her life never to go anywhere near alchemy. This girl being their first child, they hadn’t realised that by telling her no, they’d made her curious more than anything. She was 18 by the time they found out; however, they scolded her like a small child, attempting to throw away every trace of the practice she’d worked so hard at. She found herself taking her supplies and leaving. Her parents didn’t know how many kids she’d helped with her concoctions. She’d never give it up.
  
  And so, after a rather lonely journey, she now has a stable gig selling potions in the capital city where the king resides. She spends her life there throwing herself into her passion for alchemy. She thankfully has a reputation for running a clean business and having helped a lot of folks for free every now and then, so those with a less biased disposition aren’t suspicious of her being involved with Transcedence. Unfortunately, however, many others are.
  
  
• OOCPlot Participation: YAAAS DD :333
  
  Post Frequency: Once a day and possibly more, as Teh Stenwelf knows :333
  
  Commitment Agreement: Yeee, Teh Dergon agrees of course :3333

 

[Vampunk]

Sif Lumen

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• Personal
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• Basic InformationAge: 27
  Gender:female
  Race: Owl Raan-Kiir-Sul
  Occupation: Scout, Trailblazer and occasional Guide for hire
• Jul Form
  
  
  Height: 6'
  Weight: 145 lbs
  Hair: pale Blonde
  Eyes: dark chestnut brown, her right one being a milky color
  Build:lean, yet rather athletic
  Complexion: pale skin
  Body Modifications: none
  Clothing:Simple blouses and trousers with padded jackets made of cloth and leather
  
• Beast Form
  
  
  Height: 6"3
  Weight: 165 lbs
  Eyes: Black, with her right eye mirroring the one in her human form
  Build: Lean with long limbs and no excessive bulk
  Complexion: Short, soft plumage with bright brown and white hues
  Clothing: Same as her human form except her leather vest, ditching it for a leather breastplate with open back
  
• AssetsAbilities:
  Vision:
  Despite her damaged eye Sif's Owl form has greatly increased vision, allowing her to spot things that any other Raan would miss. This also comes with the added benefit of night-vision that allows her to be active both during day and the darker hours.
  
  Flight:
  Thanks to her set of avian wings Sif is able to fly, preferring short bursts over long flights. Due to her owl-like plumage she's able to fly without a sound, allowing her to not draw any attention when scouting ahead.
  
  Talons:
  Both her feet and hands are adorned by curved talons that can be deadly close-combat weapons if she has to get down and dirty and fight for her survival.
  
  Weapons: Sif prefers polearms and javelins over any other kind of weapon, valuing balance and reach over raw poper. It also gives her the edge when paired with her ability to fly and her nigh-perfect eyesight
• PersonalPersonality:
  Sif isn't exactly the definition of an outgoing person, usually just keeping to herself and not really looking to make any new acquaintances. Her gruff and somewhat grumpy appearance does give way for a rather snarky attitude lurking below that scarred face of hers, not hesitating to speak her mind and cracking the occasional inappropriate joke.
  She's not really a talker and rarely starts conversations on her own but she's far from being shy, nor meek by any stretch of the imagination. She's tough and knows that most people just need her for her skills and not because they enjoy her company, which she doesn't take personal anyways. People help people and they help others in return, it's just how the world works.
  
  Biography:
  Sif grew up with her mother and sisters, living in a small hunting village at the border of the wilderness, sustaining themselves by trade, hunting and being guides to those wanting to traverse the perilous lands Sif called her home.
  Her father had never returned after being contracted to accompany a trading caravan through the treacherous swamplands that lay to the east and her mother was adamant about her not taking up a similar occupation as her father.
  
  But living at the edge of civilization, away from the cities or major villages didn't allow her to be picky about what jobs she took and, making Sif start to offer her skills as a tracker and guide for hire. Earning her quite a bit of money in the progress due to the sheer lack of people willing to venture through the dangerous lands that surrounded her homeland, or rather not stupid enough to do so. Yet Sif had a knack for finding new routes and ways to get through treacherous surrondings and avoid bandits, giving her quite the reputation...and inflating her ego.
  
  Which would lead to her losing her right eye when taking on a particularly tricky job, one she would not talk about openly due to the weight of what she had lost during that day still weighing heavily on her conscience.
  Yet it did not stop her from branching out with her trade, now with even more reasons to stay at the top and truly show that even against all odds she would prevail. Be it as scout, ranger or guide!
• OOCPlot Participation: Main plot!
  Post Frequency: At least once a day, maybe more depending on what I'm given to work with.
  Commitment Agreement: yes, I understand.

 

[Kingsley]

Lunaris Eclipson

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• Basic InformationAge: 30
  Gender: Male
  Race: Bat-ran Kiir-Sul
  Occupation: Ambassador to those who live in Lot’Reyth to the outside world.
• Jul FormIf they don't have this form feel free to delete this section.
  Height: 5'8''
  Weight: 157lbs.
  Hair: Light Brow, tints of hazle.
  Eyes: Hazel/Brown
  Build: Lean/toned
  Complexion: Light Almond
  Body Modifications: Sharpened teeth
  Clothing: Tight fitted pants and loose fitting shirt with large v-necks, wears a lot of hand-made jewlery (i.e. arm bands, necklaces, ankle bracelets, earrings ect.)
  Other:
  
• Beast FormHeight: 6'7
  Weight: 210lbs
  Eyes: Brown
  Build: slim/ toned[ He has tall inn his beast form and his torso is covered in a mutli-colored (red-brown/blonde) fur, the rest of his body has a thin layer of black fur except for his wings.
  Complexion: Fur is a brownish red blonde color like that of a flying-fox. The leather like skin is the darkest shade of black.
  Body Modifications: He has exaggerated features such as large ears. Large claws on both hands and feet and very large wings.
  Clothing: Fitted leggings adorned with skulls of small one-formed rodents and other small creatures like a belt.
  Other:
• AssetsAbilities: He has acute hearing, he is able to hear most things up to a whisper from a 50ft radius. He use echo-location to find things others may not be able to such as items that have no smell or any other trace and he can fly at high speeds without making any sounds unless intended.
  Weapons: Twin daggers, made form obsidian. (Given to him from a wandering old man who came to the forest kingdom to die.)
• PersonalPersonality: Was raised in Lot’Reyth where he spent a lot of time in his bat form, flying among the giant trees. He is oddly very sociable so he quickly climbed the ranks of his society and became the Ambassador for his kingdom. He tends to listen before he speaks and waste words on meaningless conversation Best believe if he is speaking its something important. He's really good with words and conversationally getting all the information he needs.
  Biography: Lunaris grew up in Lot’Reyth and as with a lot f Bat-raan he was raised by a multitude of female elders of the kingdom. Their, he is generally well liked and has a way of attracting people to him wit out trying. Well, more so in his Jul form. People are just drawn to him. He has always had a high level of intelligence and was taught the ways of the outside world by those who often wandered into the forest kingdom. Which is also how he obtained his twin daggers which he received from an old man who had come to die among the trees of Lot’Reyth. A few years after his 21st birthday he was called by the high counsel to be an Ambassador -in-trainning( By the age of 30 he became the youngest in recorded history), the kingdom had remained apart for far to long and it was overdue for news to be brought back and forth between the outside world and they're magnificent forest.
• OOCPlot Participation: Id like to join the main plot.
  Post Frequency: Almost daily, as my work schedule allows. Mostly off on weekends and I live in the Mid-west. So Im tern standard time.
  Commitment Agreement: Yes, I understand..

 

[EveningWillow]

Kanthi Fisean Gyssendare

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• Personal
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• Basic InformationAge: 28
  Gender: Male
  Race: Jaguar Raan-Kiir-Sul
  Occupation: Investigator/Huntsmen
• Jul FormHeight: 6'4
  Weight: 200 lbs
  Hair: Black
  Eyes: Green
  Build: Muscular on the lean side
  Complexion: Dark, clear complexion
  Body Modifications: N/A
  Clothing:
  
  Spoiler: Normal Clothing

  
  Other: Has multiple scars all over his back
  
  Spoiler: Human Form Image

  
• Beast FormHeight: 3 ft on four legs, 6'4 on hind legs
  Weight: 220 lbs
  Eyes: Green
  Build: Extremely muscled
  Complexion: Soft, dense but short black hair covering his entire stature
  Body Modifications: Canines, claws, enhanced senses
  Clothing: Just the pants usually stay on from the photo above
  Other:
  
  Spoiler: Beast Image

  
• AssetsAbilities:
  Extremely enhanced senses - Thi (his preferred nickname) has extremely enhanced senses all of the time, he can smell a rat out in the woods for a two mile radius, and every other sense is as strong.
  
  Tracking prowess - Due to his enhanced senses, his ability to track others or actual animals is above average.
  
  Combat abilities: Hunting extremely well has taught him a few things when it comes to fighting against others, he has an upper hand from years of training and real life experience. His fighting style is different though, creative.
  
  Survival Skills - Thi has the ability to survive out in the wild for a very long time. He has a good knowledge of all things poisonous and edible. He is great at hunting and good at building shelters.
  
  Weapons:
  
  Daggers - He has a pair of daggers that he keeps on him at all times, even when he shifts.
  
  Bow and Arrows - His preferred weapon is his bows and arrows, which he mainly uses to hunt but also has killed with them on multiple occasions.
  
• PersonalPersonality: Thi is a quiet, brutish man to say the least, he much prefers to not speak, although that doesn't mean that he doesn't like people. He rather likes being in crowds sometimes and finds amusement in people watching. He is extremely empathic of others - not really a super power or anything but more of a result of body language reading practice and people watching for years. He has an ability of talking to people, when he wants to anyways since he prefers not to talk. Whenever he does say anything, it is usually shockingly intelligent or completely random - there is no inbetween for him. There is a melancholy feel to his persona, something dark happened to him in his past and it lingers around him. He is severely protective, possible because of the thing that happened in his past. His protectiveness is always over children, family and the very few friends that he has.
  
  Biography:
  Kanthi was born to a Jaguar shifter couple who roamed Lot'Reyth, never really staying in one place for a long time but not leaving the kingdom, considering not many people ever leave the forest. His family, including his parents parents who lived in a small village that they occasionally visited - usually around three times a year - were extremely prejudiced against anyone who wasn't a Jaguar Raan, and they weren't very open to Thi either considering that he was a Kiir while everyone else in his family were Diin and celebrated their beast form. His mother, Ruae, was closer to him than his father, Koremar whom showed absolutely no affection towards him at all. Throughout the entirety of his childhood, his father merely treated him like a neighbor or a stranger that disappointed him by existing.
  This would continue on, the moving around with a semi loving mother and mentally abusive father until he was twelve years old. His father taught him how to hunt and fight, and although some could call the training a form of physical abuse, Thi has always thought that it was the one thing that he was actually thankful for learning from his father. A year after he transformed for the first time and was revealed to be a Kiir, his father was out hunting and got into a dispute with a Bear Kaan who was wild and feral - even by his parents and grandparents standards - and it ended up costing his father his life. The moment that his father passed away, his life changed completely. His mother moved quickly, getting out of Lot'Reyth and into Yuvona and into a permanent living situation. One day, a half a year later, Thi's uncle on his father side appeared out of the blue and Ruae seemed panic.
  That night, Kanthi awoke to the sound of a struggle and he was forced to defend his mother - and in the process killed his uncle. He was only thirteen. His mother finally revealed the truth to him about her history. Her parents were extremely prejudiced against all non-Jaguars but not her, she escaped to one of the main cities in Lot'Reyth and met a Hawk Raan named Thodre and the two of them fell in love. However, her grandparents learned of them being 'friends' and demanded that the two never speak again. Her father nearly killed Thodre, who then disappeared from her life. During this time, she had been friends with Koremar, whose family was friends with her. The two got together immediately after that, not because she suddenly discovered feelings for him while he was there for her - but because she was pregnant and was too young and scared to go on her own. Months later, she gave birth - but not just to Thi, he had had a twin sister.
  Koremar was away at the time and Ruae had an agreement with her midwife - if one or both of the twins did not look like Koremar, they would be declared dead and given to a family in need. This was due to the fact that Thodre was white, pale in complexion, while both Ruae and Koremar were dark in complexion. There was a possibility that her children would be lighter in skin tone, and therefore Koremar's lack of paternity would be revealed and someone would get hurt. Thi's sister was first born, privately named Fisaela, but she was a lot alike to her father and was declared dead. Thi however, had his mother's exact complexion, and Ruae got lucky in Thi ending up being a Jaguar as well. Fisaela ended up with a family of Dolphin Raan in Sizzan, but after that - everything was cut off and nothing is known.
  Thi grew closer to his mother but further from the rest of the world. He stopped speaking so much, although he was never much of a outgoing person anyways. He delved into trying to find his sister, tracking the midwife down slowly until finally he found her when he was sixteen. The midwife knew nothing other than the adoption information and the fact that her name would not be Fisaela anymore, as the name was never passed on to the parents. The midwife was so old that she couldn't remember the names, only the location of where they lived on the island - since they talked a lot about it. Ever since then, Thi has searched high and low for his sister. Something horrible has happened to her, she is no longer in Sizzan and he has continued to live in the wild all over the map searching for her, which is still going on to this day - over a decade of searching.
  
  
• OOCPlot Participation:The main plot I am guessing
  Post Frequency: Once a day at the lease
  Commitment Agreement: Yes, I understand
  Other: May create his sister, if allowed
  

 

[SilverFlight]

Ayize “Life Catcher”

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• Basic Information
• Jul Form
• Beast Form
• Assets
• Personal
• OOC

• Basic Information
  Age: 29
  
  Gender: Male
  
  Race: African wild dog-Raan-Kir-Fel
  
  Occupation: Healer, gatherer, tracker, traveler.
• Jul Form
  Ayi’s human form is well-built from a life on the plains, his coffee-coloured skin is smooth and unmarred save for a glyph seared onto his left pectoral. The flesh there is pale from the scarring. He wears layers only when he needs to, instead preferring to wear his tribe’s traditional red cloth, slung over one shoulder and wrapped about his waist. His face is rounded and friendly and he radiates a calm strength.
  
  Height: 5’11”
  
  Weight: 168lbs
  
  Hair: Black, wiry and cropped close to his head
  
  Eyes: Deep brown
  
  Build: Slender and well-muscled, built for distance running.
  
  Complexion: Deep brown
  
  Body Modifications: Scarred glyph on left pectoral.
  
  Clothing: Red cloth covering one shoulder and his lower body, decorative pendants of bone, tooth and feather.
  
  Other: A warthog tusk sharpened at one edge that acts as his herb-gathering knife.
• 
  Beast Form
  
  
  Height: 5’11”
  
  Weight: 168lbs
  
  Eyes: Gold
  
  Build: Lean with strong legs and thick muscles about chest and neck.
  
  Complexion: He cuts a striking figure with his painted fur, a riot of white, black and tan that tempers to symmetry on his head. His hind paws up to the first joint are dark, coffee-brown.
  
  Body Modifications: None that can be seen easily, the scar is covered with his mottled fur.
  
  Clothing: The red cloth covering, sometimes he will shed this and go about in his lion cloth if he does not wish to be seen. He continues to wear the bone and tooth pendants, a signature of his station.
  
  Other: A warthog tusk sharpened at one edge that acts as his herb-gathering knife.
• Assets
  Abilities:
  Low-light vision: Ayi has no trouble seeing through moonless night on the plains.
  Sense of smell: He can sent a hare on the wind more than a league away and if his eyes fail him, his nose can lead.
  Charm: Ayi can read others well and this gives him an advantage when asking, persuading, threatening or taunting.
  Healer’s skill: He has been ruthlessly trained as a healer in his tribe and was then forced by oath to travel and learn the healing secrets of other lands. His knowledge of plants and techniques is extensive.
  
  Weapons: Ayi carries a long Stonewood staff, a carved ball of stone embedded in its top. The back of the weapon curving around this stone has been sharpened to a knife-edge blade, so the staff can either be a cutting or a bludgeoning force. He also carried a hunting bow with red-fletched arrows.
• Personal
  Personality: Time and experience has tempered Ayize from a boisterous youth to a level-headed warrior. Ayize learned the hard way what a hot temper earns a man and has worked hard to cultivate a deep control over his emotions. He is very hard to upset, however he also allows his wit a long lead and tends to be a smart-mouth entirely for his own amusement. His initial disposition is one of adept charm and politeness and he waits until he knows where he stands in one’s eyes before revealing the sometimes opinionated sharpness of his nature and his humour. Even though he can be abrasive to the more self-oriented beast his demeanor changes at once if one in his acquaintance should receive an injury. Ayi believes his skills are not for him to withhold. The oath he swore upon leaving his tribe was that he could not refuse aid to any who asked. His powers were god-given and the gods would be well-within their rights to punish him should be break from his vow. On darker nights one can find Ayi slipping into the regret of his history. It is a source of great pain for him, a blade in his side that if tugged will open his wound fresh. He does not speak of it.
  
  
  Biography: Ayize was born first in the year’s blessing of children and from as soon as he could walk he was fighting. He picked fights and bullied or beat the other children into following him, even some of the older children avoided his fierceness. The wise woman of the tribe told his mother he had been born with his soul on fire, and if they didn’t put it out one day it would burn the plains.
  
  He grew and remained the leader of his year, through his leadership the band of youths accomplished many things surprisingly early. Ayi broke tradition and lead them on a hunt before their coming-of-age and they had made a kill, though at the expense of a broken limb from one of the other youths. Ayi was always testing, challenging and defying. He was well-favoured among those of his age, even as their elders shook their heads and frowned. Upon his test of manhood he thought himself nearly a god among his people, and so, he set a test for himself worthy of his believed glory: A neighboring tribe had raided their farmland not a moon before, it was a harmless posture and they had taken nothing, still Ayi planned revenge. He took with him Zana, a young woman he would ask to be his mate when he had passed his test and become a full adult. Together they took torches into the night and set fire to the grass about their enemy’s village. The dry season did their work for them, but what Ayi did not count on was the angry winds that blew up always when the dry season was at its peak. The flames spread too quickly and what was supposed to be a fire to scare them, perhaps destroy a field or an old home had consumed lives. Women, children and warriors died screaming in that fire, but once it was beyond control the flames turned, as if in them lived a pulsing soul and roared up to take him. Ayi and Zana fled for their lives, but only Ayi escaped.
  
  Ayi returned to his tribe, his spirit broken. Some cruel humour of the gods had left him completely unharmed. He walked straight to the hut of the wise-woman and threw himself at her feet, asking for a punishment that fit his terrible crime. He had expected death, even welcomed it, but their healer was wiser than that. She named him then, his true title: “Life-Catcher” that had both a light and a dark meaning. The healer told him they if he was to rub out the shadow on his name he would dedicate the rest of his life to repaying the debt he had incurred in the gods’ eyes. Fifty lives had been lost, and fifty he would save before he died. The tribe debated night and day on the healer’s words and whether or not Ayi should be turned over to the kingdom authorities of the Golden Hill, with no survivors there was no one without his own tribe that knew what he had done. Ultimately they decided that they would deal with him. He was branded an exile, and when he had done what he needed in his own tribe, he would never be allowed to return. Ayi threw himself into the school of healing. He learned for years all of what the wise-woman could teach and when she could offer him no more she bid him go out into the world, see every part of it and learn. Take all the healing knowledge of the world and use it and spread it. Ayize has been doing this ever since, he can never return home, and has many more lives to save before his debt is repaid.
• OOCPlot Participation: Main plot
  
  Post Frequency: Daily
  
  Commitment Agreement: Yes, I understand

 

[NekoQueen49]

Nihear Yhri

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• Basic Information
• Jul Form
• Beast Form
• Assets
• Personal
• OOC

• Basic InformationAge: 23
  Gender: Female
  Race: Panther Raan-Kiir-Sul
  Occupation: Works at the Kynear Inn
• Jul Form
  
  Height: 5'4
  Weight: 162
  Hair: Black
  Eyes: Blue
  Build: Soft, but somewhat thin with feminine curves
  Complexion: Ivory
  Body Modifications: N/a
  Clothing: Often seen wearing dark, floor length dresses
  
  Spoiler: Sample

  
  Other: Likes to wear excessive jewelry
• Beast FormHeight: 5'8 on hind legs, 2'0 on all fours
  Weight: 190
  Eyes: Amber
  Build: Thin but with little muscle definition
  Complexion: Short black fur
  Body Modifications: N/a
  Clothing: Switches the black dress for a white one for a better contrast
  Other: N/a
• AssetsAbilities:
  
  • Faster in beast form
  • Keen intellect
  • Large amount of charisma
  Weapons: N/a
• PersonalPersonality: Nihear is an easy going person and a free spirit. She's friendly to everyone that she meets, which helps her in her occupation. She's very open and accepting of everyone and anyone, except those who would see others harmed. Being so easygoing leaves her a little bit of trouble as Nihear doesn't do very well with violence until she has been shoved into it. She's more the type to run away than jump into the fray. Even so, Nihear has a very active mind and can read people very well. Her sense of humor could use some work as she finds random things humorous in a very random sense.
  Biography: For a long time, Nihear has lived what she thought a normal life thanks to the peace that seemed to surround her. She was wrapped up in that life that she hadn't seen the tension building. It was her older brother that saw it and wanted to fight against it. It was her brother that opened her eyes to what was happening beneath the surface, even Nihear would have rathered to stay blind.
  
  When he gave his life to that cause a month ago trying to fight the group on his own, for a long while Nihear put her head in the sand once again. It was too scary to deal with until the king began hiring people to fight as a group. Perhaps a collective they could stand a chance. That was her thought, at least. While she was unwilling to answer the call, Nihear would do anything she could to help them along their way.
• OOCPlot Participation: The main plot
  Post Frequency: Most of the time, I'll be able to post several times a day but sometimes my work gets in the way of that. I'll let you know beforehand when that happens but it will usually only prevent me from posting that day.
  Commitment Agreement: Yes, I understand.

 

[Dak]

Torck HellickMake it fit with their upbringing. If they grew up in a tribe, then it would sound much more hash than being raised within a large city.

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• Basic Information
• Jul Form
• Beast Form
• Assets
• Personal
• OOC

• Basic InformationAge: 25
  Gender: Male
  Race: Bear Raan-Kir-Sul
  Occupation: Bounty hunter
• Jul FormIf they don't have this form feel free to delete this section.
  
  
  
  Height: 6feet 1 inch
  Weight: 225LB
  Hair: Black
  Eyes: Green
  Build: Tone
  Complexion: Tan
  Body Modifications: None
  Clothing:Leathers and hides from
  Other: None
• Beast FormHeight: On back legs he stands at 6 feet 1 inches on all four 4 feet.11 inches
  Weight: 500ish pounds
  Eyes: green
  Build: Very big. Thick chest and arms and legs.
  Complexion: Black fur
  Body Modifications: N/a
  Clothing:Same as Jul form
  Other:
• AssetsAbilities: Intimidation: His shear size and strength is enough to make his targets quiver in fear.
  bloodlust: when he is angered and enraged nothing can stop him till he has killed his target and then some.
  Weapons:A battle axe that is one foot shorter then he is
• PersonalPersonality: Torck's Jul form is nothing like his beast form. His Jul form is calculated, knowledgeable and informative. He takes his time thinking about his actions, which route to take. His beast form is strong, uncaring, and reckless. If it can take it's target down then that is all it cares about. Being a bounty hunter has helped him to be able to think on his feet, to help predict any obstacle or opposition that stands in his way.
  
  Biography: A pack of wolves run together, but what happens when they adopt a bear into the pack. Tor, as he likes to be called, never knew his parents. It was in the early years of the Transcendence operation that they had decided to kill Tor's parents. It was one of the servant girls that had hidden him away with her when they attacked. She hid with Tor inside one of the broom closets as they killed them. After they had left, the servant girl brought Tor home to live with her husband and young one's. Little did they know that the cub that they had was not a wolf like his father, but a bear like his mother.
  
  Tor grew up in the house of a servant and a bounty hunter with three brothers and two sisters. The brothers were older along with one sister, the other sister was younger. He watched as every one of them had been able to change into their wolf bestial form, thanks to their fathers job they could afford the ingredients to change into their beast forms. His father decided when he was time for him to change into his beast form. It was on this night that they had learned that he was bigger then all of them.
• OOCPlot Participation: Main Plot
  Post Frequency: Stone.... I can post daily, a few times at that, unless something comes up that I can tell you about.
  Commitment Agreement: Yes, I understand.

 

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I'm very sorry but due to unseen circumstances I cannot participate in the rp.

 

[MiraAutumn]

Kali Yentra

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• Basic Information
• Jul Form
• Assets
• Personal
• OOC

• Basic InformationAge: 22
  Gender: Female
  Race: Clownfish Raan-Niin-Fel
  Occupation: Travelling bard, who typically plays music at bars/inns for dancers. But she does randomly do performances on the street if she feels like it.
• Jul Form
  Spoiler: Appearance

  
  Height: 5"5'
  Weight: 125 lbs
  Hair: Wispy black hair, which reaches a little below her shoulders
  Eyes: Light forest green
  Build: Thin and mainly curveless, except for her wide hips
  Complexion: A sickly pale colour
  Body Modifications: Faded scars on her upper back, patches of light-orange scales on her left shoulder which stretches to the upper area of her arm, and on the back of her right thigh, which stretches upwards towards her lower-right back.
  Clothing: Light and flexible garments, with sashes and colourful exotic-looking accessories. She's rather fond of bright orange or green colours for her clothing.
  Other: She likes keeping her hair down, but sometimes has her hair up in uniquely complex buns with shiny accessories. She almost always carries her trusty lute and an old ocarina with her, along with a rather large back pack.
• AssetsAbilities: Can swim slightly more fluidly than most, despite not swimming often. She also loses less stamina when swimming.
  Weapons: None at all, but she can throw some pretty decent punches, and is rather improvisational if she has to fight. She's had a fair few run-ins with drunk people, therefore she's pretty good at knocking people out by using her surroundings, however she isn't a fast runner. She's naturally strong, and can carry her equipment with ease, day in, day out.
• PersonalPersonality: Kali naturally appears to be an excitable and fun woman to be around, doing whatever she feels like with her easygoing yet somewhat reckless personality. Those she enjoys the company of, will find that she's quite fond of skinship, but will respect their wishes if they begin to feel uncomfortable in someway. Her morals fall quite low, and she's personally less effected than most by scenes of violence or unjustice. She dislikes being tied down, and loves exploring and travelling the realm. She's also adored dancing with a passion for a very long time, although she's somewhat abandoned that love. Strangely, she also quite enjoys money and wealth, and can be rather stingy with it. Though she doesn't appear so, she's actually pretty untrustworthy, and may sell out a friend's secret for bribes. Her pessimistic attitude, brought on by her longing to be a true Raan, is not seen that often on the surface, but is perhaps her most predominant personality trait.
  
  Biography: Kali was born in Nahlaas'gol, alongside her older twin brother Natik. She never knew her parents, or what had happened to them, all she knew is that she was born into a life of slavery. A generous woman, known as Yentra, an older Niin slave, gifted them with basic education, and gave them their first names. To her and her brother, she was their mother, and decided together that their surname would be named after her. As a child, Kali had always admired the fierce animal Raan who could lift heavy loads with ease. She couldn't wait to transform for the first time(these paricular slave owners gave Raan the herbs needed for transformation, as they could accomplish more work if they had the strength of an animal.), it was one of the few things she could look forward to, as a mere slave. After excitedly devouring the herb mixture at the age of 12, her body felt ignited, particularly in her shoulders and upper legs. Despite the agonizing pain, Kali was smiling in anticipation.
  
  But, it was simply not to be.
  
  No transformation ocurred, except the appearance of a few flimsy fish scales on her body. She was a Niin, one of those who did not own an animal form. It would be an understatement to say she was devastated. For a long while, she was depressed, and filled with envy for those with their superior animalistic abilities. All she could do was trudge along in her every day duties, and experience the daily whippings just like any other day. Absolutely nothing, had changed. All at once, she was fueled by a sudden hopeless desire to escape. Was this how she wanted to live? Stuck to serve in a tyrannical country with no reward?
  
  Accelerated by her negativity, she consulted her calmer, more intellectual twin brother. Turns out he was one step ahead of her. He had managed to record the guards' scheldule, and draw basic maps of their area, using a sharp stone in a neglected area of concrete, which he had refined over the years. After somehow convincing Yentra to leave her home for the last 20 years(36yr age), they escaped the Living Earth. But not without casualties. Natik lost the use of his left leg from a poisoned arrow, and had to be carried or supported by Kali for the majority of their journey to find a new home.
  
  They drifted between life and death, as they traversed over the towering mountains, towards the golden light on the horizon. Unaccustomed to the outside world, they made many mistakes and discoveries from living in the outdoors. But they had absolute trust in one another, and the entire journey, as short as it was, became a rather fond memory for Kali. When they finally reached the beautiful kingdom that was Yuvona, they were a complete mess. They could feel the stares, but only relief could be felt flooding through their veins.
  
  Together, they settled in a lively town on the outskirts of the kingdom, which had a majority of Niin as it's population. Through the help of a couple generous and friendly citizens, they found a dusty, abandoned cottage to live in, on the very edge of town. Yentra found a humble job as a maid to a local lord, and Natik began experimenting with some jewels he found discarded outside the Lady's window. Kali was entranced, after watching one of the weekly dance performances at the local tavern, and began practicing day in day out. It was a miracle how things ran so smoothly after their escape, they felt it was all just a dream.
  
  But for Kali, a part was just a dream. No matter how much she practiced, she could see no improvement in her dancing. It pained her, but she thought she was just a slow learner. She continued to watch the dance performances at the tavern, but slowly, she could feel a distance forming between them. Years passed, and despair and anguish slowly suffocated her. Was this another setback from not having an animal transformation? Were there some things she just couldn't physically accomplish? She didn't understand what she was doing wrong in her dancing, and felt like she had reached a wall, which she couldn't even crack. Simply, she gave up. Perhaps there were some dreams, that were always meant to be dreams.
  
  However, she still held a longing for that magical world of dance, and decided to keep a connection to it in some way. She began playing the instrument she had heard so many times in the tavern, the lute. Her progress was ironically rapid, she even managed to learn a few tunes on the ocarina gifted by her brother. To her, she felt that this was her role, and that she could just roll with it, despite the slight tinge of uncertaintity and dissatisfaction in her heart. But of course, she couldn't really lie to herself, not for long anyway. Her brother had become a successful jewellry maker, through pursuing an unexpected passion he found in a surprising place. Maybe, just maybe, she could do that too.
  
  Deciding to explore the kingdom that is now her home(mainly for her innate desire to see more of the world, but also to find a new passion), she set off, with more supplies her doting brother bought for her, all stuffed inside a large backpack. She always wanted to go exploring, and she would have eventually, it's just that her new resolution acted as a trigger for it to happen.
  
  She's been far and wide, exploring the most unique of areas within Yuvona's boundaries. And yet, she hasn't changed. But maybe that's fine. She feels pretty content with her current adventurous lifestyle afterall. However, when news of her family's troubles at work arrived, she realized she had to step up her game(Yentra was relieved from her duty as a maid due to the lord's passing, and has been struggling to find a job since. Natik has been having a lack of customers lately, due to a more frivolous jewellery shop opening on the other street). Her family had supported her all this time, and it was finally time to pay them back.
  
  But where could she find enough gold to support her family?
  
• OOCPlot Participation: Yes please :3
  Post Frequency: Anywhere from 1-5 times a week.
  Commitment Agreement: Yes, I understand senpai.

 

[wolfborn4]

DeliaNo last name, she named herself, see Bio

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• Basic Information
• Jul Form
• Beast Form
• Assets
• Personal
• OOC

• Basic InformationAge: 23
  Gender: Female
  Race: Wolf Raan-Kiir-Sul
  Occupation: Peasant
• Jul Form
  Height: 5'2
  Weight: 85 lbs.
  Hair: Ratty and unkept; naturally dull chocolate brown, but almost mouse brown due to the amount of dust covering her; matted
  Eyes: Storm cloud gray
  Build: Scrawny and malnourished from a life of scavenging
  Complexion: Pale and sickly, and as mentioned covered in dust and grime
  Body Modifications: None
  Clothing: Whatever rags she can keep together
  Other: Surprisingly she keeps her hair in a loose ponytail
• Beast Form
  Height: 6'6
  Weight: 118 lbs.
  Eyes: Amber with a green band around her pupil
  Build: Basically the same as her Jul form
  Complexion: light gray fur with a white underside
  Body Modifications: None
  Clothing: Same as Jul form
  Other: None
• AssetsAbilities:
  
  Senses: still true to her wolf nature Delia has a good sense of smell and hearing
  
  Night Vision: an extremely useful trait to see in the dark makes it easy for her to snatch items in a midnight skirmish
  
  Agility: a needed quality when fleeing from guards
  
  Tooth and Claw: dull but still useful when needed
  
  Weapons: a single rusty dagger she's kept with her her whole life, she rarely uses it in battle
• PersonalPersonality:
  Shy and quite skittish, Delia tends to keep to herself having almost no interaction with most passerby's unless on occasion she receives food from those who pity her. Avoiding any negative situations she runs into and mostly ignoring confrontations she mainly leads a boring life.
  Biography:
  Abandoned on the streets as a toddler, Delia was taken in by a local street rat to be raised to fend for herself. Learning how to steal from street side booths and pickpocket anyone she runs into from her cunning mentor a Racoon Raan she called Bag'il.
  
  Not long after Delia hit puberty Bag'il revealed that he had managed to buy a small amount herb mix from a local apothecary which he gladly gave to her. As soon as the two learned she was a wolf Bag'il started giving her increasingly hard tasks and lists of items to acquire as his life deteriorated.
  
  By the time Delia hit twenty her mentor was in such a ruling state she was forced to poison him with a sleep medicine to give him a painless death, after that she started bringing in less and less food til Delia hit a point where she had to beg for scraps... No longer able to support herself due to her such harsh mourning period.
• OOCPlot Participation: Yes, please
  Post Frequency: Possibly everyday after school at least once maybe twice with the exception of homework/projects and more on weekends
  Commitment Agreement: Yes, I understand