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Firebright

I'm mad. Aren't You?
[SIZE=30.666666666666664px]Lana Muir:[/SIZE]



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Appearance: long lavender hair, violet eyes, silver freckles on her cheeks. 5'1, with cute dimples.
[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Age:18[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Race: Fairy of Lightwood[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Personality: Curious, loving, bright and fierce. Has leader type tendencies. Jumps into things without thinking them through. She doesnt have filter on her mouth either and says mostly what comes to mind. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Weapons: Twin sabers of light[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Theme: [/SIZE]
 

Necromantic

You faker than some Sweet 'N Low
[SIZE= 30.6667px]Bowyn of Darkhold[/SIZE]



[SIZE= 30.6667px]"Nice to meet you, I suppose."[/SIZE]




 




Appearance:


"I hear I'd be really handsome if I were taller. Oh well."


Bowyn is short for his age, standing at about 5'3 inches; when he hits his next growth spurt, he'll end up about 5'5" tall, which isn't actually a big change when you think about it. This, coupled with his androgynous facial features, and long, blond hair makes him easy to mistake as a girl. He uses this to his advantage, occasionally dressing in female clothes when he doesn't want to be recognized as the Queen's son. Most of the time, he keeps his hair pulled back so that it won't get in his eyes. Speaking of his eyes, those are blue.Age:


"I'll be an adult in precisely three months."


17


Race:


"I'm a fairy, of course."


Fairy of Darkhold


Personality:


"This entire questionnaire thing is really... tiring."


My computer is having some sort of heart attack don't mind the strange formating


Bowyn could be described as, first and foremost, very lethargic. He's pretty constantly tired, and would much rather be napping than doing something that's actually important. In fact, it's not unknown for him to decide to take a nap while he's doing something of importance. 


Weapons:





Theme:


The personality is a WIP
 
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Firebright

I'm mad. Aren't You?
[SIZE=30.6667px]Bowyn ???DoIneedalastname???[/SIZE]



[SIZE=30.6667px]"Nice to meet you, I suppose."[/SIZE]




 




Appearance:


"I hear I'd be really handsome if I were taller. Oh well."


Bowyn is short for his age, standing at about 5'3 inches; when he hits his next growth spurt, he'll end up about 5'5" tall, which isn't actually a big change when you think about it. This, coupled with his androgynous facial features, and long, blond hair makes him easy to mistake as a girl. He uses this to his advantage, occasionally dressing in female clothes when he doesn't want to be recognized as the Queen's son. Most of the time, he keeps his hair pulled back so that it won't get in his eyes. Speaking of his eyes, those are blue.
[SIZE=14.6667px]Age:[/SIZE]


"I'll be an adult in precisely three months."


[SIZE=14.6667px]17[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.6667px]Race: [/SIZE]


"I'm a fairy, of course."


[SIZE=14.6667px]Fairy of Darkhold[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.6667px]Personality:[/SIZE]


"This entire questionnaire thing is really... tiring."


My computer is having some sort of heart attack don't mind the strange formating


Bowyn could be described as, first and foremost, very lethargic. He's pretty constantly tired.


[SIZE=14.6667px]Weapons:[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.6667px]Theme: [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.6667px]The personality is a WIP[/SIZE]

Nice, no he doesnt need a last name unless you wanna give him one.
 

amxlia

barmherzigkeit





 


Name: Muriel Ophelia Muir


Nickname/s: Ellie


[SIZE= 12px](Her nickname is taken from the last half of her name, as she has always been a bit self-conscious of how different it is from "normal" names)[/SIZE]


Age: 20


Gender: Female


[SIZE= 12px]Sexuality: Heterosexual Bi-curious[/SIZE]


Race: Human?


(Since you were thinking of giving her powers, what race would she be?)


Personality: Kind and Caring, Protective and Loyal, Cautious, Calm and Quiet-natured, Tends to Overthink things, Trustworthy, Somewhat Sarcastic, Afraid of Trying New Things, Self-Conscious and Insecure, Shy


Appearance: Ellie feels very bland-looking compared to her adoptive sister, however her looks are considered rather striking and attractive to others. She has dark, naturally curly hair the shade of chocolate that falls just below her collar bones and tan skin than turns an olive hue during the warm months of summer. Her eyes are a bright blue-grey framed by long lashes and strongly shaped eyebrows that add to her mature-looking features. She is rather tall, standing much above Lana at 5'10", and has a slim, boyish figure with very minimal curves. 


Weapons: One to believe that issues should be solved with words instead of weapons, she carries only a pocket knife for self defense. It is also known commonly as a Swiss Army Knife.



Theme:


 








[SIZE= 12px]Other: Has powers that she does not know of... yet[/SIZE]
 
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JustAlexandra

Mother of Tiny Lions
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Cora Of Darkwood


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Blonde, 5'6, baby blue eyes, small build, slender


History & Personality


Cora, daughter of Ordred, is heir to the guardian of darkwood. She has been trained her whole life to embrace the powers guardians hold, so that one day she can live up to her purpose of being the guardian. While she hasn't always wanted to be the guardian, she has accepted that this is the life she is destined to lead. When she was a young girl she didn't get much of a childhood, forced to trade playing and making friends for her studies and practices. Because of this her people skills are poor, which is common among guardians.


Cora's mother died when she was young, leaving her without a huge female influence besides the nannies who took care of her, but their relationships were not close because they were not allowed to be. She had developed more of a tom-boyish personality, but despite this she still prefers more feminine outfits. 


Weapon


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(Sword on the left) 


(I didn't do a race b/c idk what race she would be, and I didn't do a theme because I don't really like picking themes) 
 
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Ironrot

Let's see where this leads...

Alistair Roux


Guardian of Lightwood


 


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63 | Fairy of Lightwood




Personality and Bio


When Alistair was a younger man he was a caring husband to a loving wife. As renowned as any guardian of Lightwood Alistar was a good friend to the royal family and a frequent guest in court. In his early thirties he lost his wife to the increasingly frequent  conflicts between Lightwood and Darkhold. Alistair did not cope with the loss and became withdrawn, living by himself in the woods and devoting himself to his duties. However, without a partner and thus unable to raise an heir, Alistair was made to adopt a child.


Initially Alistair resented the task of raising an infant, seeing it as a distraction of his duties as a Guardian but fatherhood grew on him. Having someone to care for again brought him back to reality, right util the day she Disappeared.


Once more alone, Alistair is bitter and resentful. He has taken to wearing a mask made of bark and stopped grooming himself, allowing his one bright green hair to become knotted and woven with leaves. His behaviour has become almost animalistic, going as far as to growl at his enemies and exchanging his weapon, an elegant rapier for a pair of crudely formed claws.


Weapons


Once a gifted fencer, now Alistair fights using a pair of large claws made of light lining the flesh of his palms and extending beyond his fingers.


Alistair in his prime


Alistair was once a handsome man, standing at almost 7ft tall and often dress in elegant dress fitting of the court.

 

Solaire_

Sun Praiser

Ordred


 


Appearance: Ordred's facial features give off an extremely feminine impression; he has a soft, delicate complexion and pale skin, and thick eyelashes. His long, dark hair does nothing to oppose the impression that he may be female at first glance, either. However, under the cloak he constantly wears outside of battle, and covers the rest of his body, is a physique that is quite contrary, as he is fairly muscled and toweringly big. In battle or when not in a space he is completely comfortable with, such as his home, he wears a hulking suit of armour meant mostly for intimidation; however, it serves its protective purpose almost just as well, especially for his beloved face, which is both obscured and protected by the armor. He is actually 51, despite his extremely youthful appearance. 


Personality: Ordred is most noticeably vain, being incredibly strict about his maintenance of his feminine face. He is cunning and depends majorly on deception and other underhanded tactics in battle, and even in social interactions; he even hides knives within his cloak.  His behaviour outside of that is erratic and unpredictable, toward his daughter particularly; he can go from oozing with almost embarrassingly exaggerated adoration for her to treating her extremely coldly. He can change his behaviour on little more than a whim, using this to manipulate others emotionally. He is actually quite neutral toward the tension between the two sides, and fights fiercely for Darkhold if only for his deceased wife and Cora's sake. 


Bio: Ordred was the child of the previous Guardian of Darkwood, and was brought up under an extremely harsh childhood, being constantly pressured due to being the next Guardian and being punished harshly for any mistake he ever made during his training or studies. However, as he grew older, he began to rebel in secret against his cold parents, sneaking out at a gradually increasing frequency to interact with others and do things outside of his parents' wishes. As he interacted with others and even made friends, he realized that the way his parents treated him were not normal, and swore to not treat his own inevitable Heir similarly in the future. 


However, soon after his own Heir was born decades later after he had become a successful Guardian, his beloved wife passed away, leaving him with only his daughter. Up until then, he had been raising her with as much care as he could with his wife's guidance; yet, with her loss, he was extremely emotionally damaged and eventually began to revert to a milder version of his own parents' parenting with his own child, forbidding her from doing any social activities and forcing her to train almost endlessly instead, unable to see past his own hypocrisy. He gradually shallowed, paying even less attention to his surroundings and becoming incredibly vain when it came to the appearance of his face, maintaining it constantly; he also became incredibly obsessive over his occupation as Guardian. 


Weapon: Uses a slim, long sword made out of darkness, along with small knives of varying sizes. 
 
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Khadame

thugdere

Moralee of Darkhold


"Looks can be deceiving."


The Fairy Queen of Darkhold


 




 


Long blonde hair, though usually neatly tied into a bun - murky green eyes and fair features, almost deathly pale. Tall for a woman, standing at 6'4 - yet seemingly frail, this effect only enchanced by her unusually bony build.  


 


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The people of Darkhold are fond of her - as are even some select few of the Light. Her rule is fair and firm, and her appearances in public barely suggest she would


be the Queen of the Night. Gentle, calm and friendly from the outside, but what lies beneath is far more sinister - a queen worth her title as the bringer of nightmares.


A traitorous woman, who holds no love for anyone but her son, whom she cares for greatly, and perhaps is the only one . Moralee lies and threatens her way to the goals and wishes, and isn't beyond killing, either. Yet that side


is carefully hidden underneath sunny smiles and a charming personality - and she won't let anyone find it, either.


 


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The King of Darkhold was a man to behold. A pillar of strength, though somewhat cruel and brutish, a good leader of his people. His wife - Moralee, a beautiful woman from one of the richer


parts of Darkhold - and him were in a pinch, however. She could bear him no children. The King loved her deeply, and wouldn't let her go for the world. Moralee suggested letting another


woman bear a child - adoption was too risky, and going without a heir would be an absolute disaster - one similar to her and someone who would know to keep quiet about this affair.


Not two days had gone by when a woman offered herself. She bore a striking similarity to the Queen, down to almost every feature. The couple were quickly charmed by the mystery


woman who made them irresistable promises. The deal was made and not nine months later the heir was born.


 


The woman had insisted the birth to happen in her home, no matter how hard they protested - the royal couple stood outside nervously, disguised as travellers, as the boy was brought to life.


Yet they would never see his face, as the water they drank was laced with lethal poison. Exhausted from birth, yet detemined to finally achieve her goal, she arranged the scene to look like the


King had tried to murder his own wife. Moralee's body was disposed of, of course - thrown in a nearby river along with the poison. With the child in hand, she ran back to the castle, teary-eyed


and feigning shock. The news of the birth had spread among the people as far as the Queen's story of her maniac husband who had tried to kill her over the assumption the child had not been his.


Easy to believe, like predicted; the old fool always had a temper.


 


Moralee simply thought the crown suited her much better than the other Queen, anyway.


 


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Weapon: Scythe


 


The weapon of the late King. Rumoured to hoard souls inside of it's skull, but that might just be a silly, old tale.


 


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Lost

Elder Member
Soryn Of Lightwood


"I daresay we all must be a little mad, lest we not have the courage to believe."


[Prince of Lightwood]


Appearance:


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Age:


19


Race:


Fairy of Lightwood


Personality:


Soryn is typically light-hearted and relaxed, often downplaying the seriousness of situations. He prefers to explore the kingdom and meet people rather than perform his duties, only completing them at his mother's behest. Though his nature makes him appear immature, he steps up to the plate as crown prince, and is wiser beyond his years.


Bio:


[WIP]


Weapon(s):


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-His sword, Belviik, was gifted to him at birth by a strange cloaked man.
 
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Haven

Demon Lord of the Diabolic Spuds
[COLOR= rgb(128, 0, 128)][SIZE= 36px]Faust Windfallow[/COLOR][/SIZE]


'Darkhold will be restored. That I oath upon my life.'


Name: Faust Windfallow


Alias: Nightmare's Reaper


Age: Unknown, looks 20


Height: 6'4


Weight: 177 lbs


Race: (Former) Fairy of Darkhold


Appearance:


Masked:


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Unmasked: 


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Personality:


Faust is a very easygoing person, and can often be described as 'moronic'. He is what you'd call lazy, and always tries to find a loophole to things. He's fine with being the odd one out as well, since he's practically the only Faerie who originates from Darkhold who actually lives in Lightwood, and he doesn't mind that most people are distrustful of him. He doesn't really have tendencies to get into fights, but when he does get in a fight, his opponent is 75% screwed, 20% not dead and 5% unlucky. 


HOWEVER, if a situation should be grave, he's very quick to react, and will tolerate 0 nonsense, should any lives be at risk. But after that situation is over, he's back to being a lazy sloth in an instant.


Magic Affinity: Darkness,


-He cannot utilize the darkness as a weapon though. He can, however, cause the shadows to dance and writhe around him, forming a blanket to hide him. He's virtually undetectable while cloaked, with the exception of a few with exceptional eyesight, or just shine a flashlight on him. He can also hide in he shadows of another creature.


Fighting Style:


-One Handed Sword-- He does not follow any 'fighting form' but he prefers to use Era's Doom's hooked guard to disarm his opponent, then incapacitate then incapacitate then by bashing the hilt of the blade into his opponent's leg. (or just beat them up enough for them to fall the the ground.) If he HAS to kill his opponent, however, he will go for a fatal blow to the head with the hilt of his blade. Or slit their throat. However, he himself admits that he would never be able to defeat Alistair when his weapon of choice was still the rapier.


-Heavy Weapon-- He extremely skilled with heavier weapons, especially scythes. His weapon of choice is the Guillotine Scythe. The Guillotine Scythe is capable of shattering most weapons with ease. His main strategy would to be disarm his opponent by breaking their weapon, and then knock them out with the skull on the end of the scythe. However, if he must kill his opponent, he will use his scythe's length to his advantage, and bring it behind his opponent's neck, then pull it back, decapitating most opponents with ease.


Bio:


Branded a traitor by his own people, Faust now resides in Lightwood. He had visited Lightwood a few times before, and was there at the birth of Lightwood's Prince. He also personally gifted the newborn prince the sword that is named Belviik. He then returned to Darkhold, after an imposter had taken the queen's place and murdered the king and former queen. (however, he was unaware of these events.) He settled down for a while and didn't really do anything crazy until the war began. He was summoned to the court and his assistance was requested. As a Faerie of Darkhold, he felt it was his duty to stand by his people's side...


...


...


Until he learned of the Queen's intentions... To expand their rule to Lightwood as well...


" Where there is light, there will be darkness, and darkness, light. One cannot exist without the other. Light and Dark is two sides of a coin. What's a coin without the heads or tails? If you wish to conquer Lightwood, be my guest. But I will not be by your side, even if it means betraying my own people."


He took his important belongings and left Darkhold and consequently branded a traitor by his people. His former home was raided, but luckily, he had taken anything of use and he had neither a wife nor children. It was rumored that he had found the secret to immortality, but that's just a children's fairy tail, right?


He eventually ended up in Lightwood, and decided to stay there, although most Lightwood Faeries are very distrustful of him. However, it is unknown what the consequences is for a Darkhold Faerie to have prolonged exposure to amounts of light that is unfamiliar to residents of Darkhold.


...


...


...


He DOES have a good relationship with Lightwood's Royal Family... Even though the guards always think he's an assassin.


Armor: Black cloth hood, silver plague mask, leather cloak, gloves and shoes.


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Weapon/s:


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[COLOR= rgb(128, 0, 128)]The Guillotine Scythe[/COLOR]


A black scythe made of an unidentified material. It is quite heavy (11.24 kg) and is around 2 meters high, and the blade being around 1 meter long. The edges of the scythe blade is made of pure darkness. 


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[COLOR= rgb(255, 0, 0)]Era's Doom[/COLOR]


An ornamental sword not dissimilar to that of a British longsword, only much lighter. It measures around 1 meter in length and 2 kg in weight.


Other:


-He decided to assist Lightwood instead of his own people because he believes that Darkhold's victory in this war can potentially severely disrupt the balance between light and dark.


-He has NOT found the secret to immortality.


-The reason to why he still looks twenty...


Darkhold Faeries are almost never exposed to light, therefore lacking a crucial form of nutrition. They however, have adapted to the darkness. However, the reaction caused from sudden exposure to large amounts of light will double, even triple the natural life-span of a Darkhold Faerie, although sudden exposure to a lot of darkness by a lightwood faerie does not have the same effect


-He doesn't kill unless need be
 
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Haven

Demon Lord of the Diabolic Spuds

Ashimar


'I will say this only ONCE. Damage my Ashimar, and I damage you... a thousand times scaled up.' --Faust


 


Name: Ashimar


Alias: Reaper's pet Dwagon


Age: 3


Race: Night Wyrm


Height: 


On hind legs: 30 cm


On all fours: 12 cm


 


Weight: 15 lbs


Appearance:


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Personality:


Ashimar is easily upset, and will give you those irresistible puppy eyes to get what he wants, or cute you to death. He cannot fly as his wings have not matured, and so scurries around at night, stealing food from Faust's neighbors. He also steals or snatches Faust's bacon...


 


When threatened, he will spurt a stream of black fire in your face as self defense. His favourite food is blueberry pie, sweet foods and bacon.


 


Other:


 


-This is what Ashimar would look like in a five-hundred years


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@Firebright Edited!ImageName: StellaAge: 15Race: LightwoodMagic Affinity: Light & NatureMagic Proficiency: She is one of the more stinger fairies of Lightwood. With exceptional abilities in both magic affinities, she is often confronted with the problems faced by the nation of Lightwood and is relied upon quite a bit Personality: Quite Assertive and charming. Always optimistic but always acknowledges the dangers head when needed. Highly dependable but a bit clumsy Equipment: A wand. (Crafted from light)View attachment 241108
 
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Firebright

I'm mad. Aren't You?
ImageName: StellaAge: 15Race: LightwoodMagic Affinity: Light & NatureMagic Proficiency: She is one of the more stinger fairies of Lightwood. With exceptional abilities in both magic affinities, she is often confronted with the problems faced by the nation of Lightwood and is relied upon quite a bit Misc. Skills: Flight (From her Wings.)Personality: Quite Assertive and charming. Always optimistic but always acknowledges the dangers head when needed. Highly dependable but a bit clumsy Equipment: A wand. View attachment 241108

I like her but the Fae in this realm don't have wings, like I said before they can sky walk. She can have a wand as long as it is made out of light. They are more like humans than you might think. Though they can bend an use the light or darkness to their will, and skywalk.
 

Collinbu98

God of 19° Angles

Collin




 


Age:  17


Race: Dark Fae


Primary Magic: Shadow stuff, with an interesting touch of fire.


Weapons:  Though he rarely engages in conflict, when he does he prefers the use of daggers- both they stabby-stabby kind and throwing.


Personality:  Aloof, but begrudgingly loyal if befriended.  Almost always passive.


A Brief History: Collin's father was actually from Lightwood, but after a quaint little series of forbidden love meetings he was forced to stop seeing Collin's Darkhold mother for reasons he never had a chance to explain.  Nonetheless, Collin was raised by a surprisingly kind mother always preaching of the balance between light and dark and the wonderfulness of Collin's father.  Unfortunately, Collin's mother died late into his childhood and all those stories turned resentful.  For a while, he was volatile, stirring up trouble in Lightwood in search of his father, but after quite a while of failure in his search, Collin gave up on the search and buried all his feelings deep inside where they wouldn't bother anybody.  Now he mostly just wanders and skulks about from place to place, secretly hoping something will intervene to give his existence purpose.


 
 

Solaire_

Sun Praiser
Lillina Yunalisse


Appearance: Has a very small, petit physique, and generally has the appearance of a small child. She has very long, feet-length dark violet hair that is usually tied up into a very long triangular ponytail, and often wears silk dresses with extremely long sleeves that drape to the ground. 


Gender: Female


Age: 10


Race: Darkhold Fairy


Personality: Lillina has no sense of morality whatsoever due to not being taught any; therefore, she has no qualms about hurting others or even killing them, as long as her mother orders her to do so. She is extremely quiet and speaks few words.


Bio: The Yunalisse were a family of low-ranking nobles, often ridiculed by other noble families due to their low rank. This infuriated them, soon becoming desperately ruthless after generations of enduring such treatment. With the birth of Lillina, however, her mother had an idea; she saw her newborn child as a weapon, a tool that she could mold and change into whatever she liked. Thusly, Lillina was raised from a young age only to kill. Kill discreetly, secretly, quietly, so that no one would know. She was taught no morals, nor anything else outside of how to kill, and at all costs to only obey her mother, and no one else. Due to this, she became especially efficient and prodigious as an assassin, though she began to severely lack in other areas, such as knowledge and intelligence outside of what she was taught. From the age of seven, she was already being sent out to silence political rivals and other contenders for positions in court her mother desired. When not doing so, she simply sat on her mother's lap, still and as unmoving as a doll, as her mother groomed her like one, or danced for her. Even currently, she does so, as her mother continues to attempt to curry favour with the Queen. 


Weapons: Lillina is efficient with a variety of weapons: polearms, bows and arrows, and knives. However, her "fighting" majorly involves simply finishing an opponent off before her presence is noticed. 
 

Khadame

thugdere

Saralyn of Lightwood



The Fairy Queen of the Light





 




 


Pale skin and very light, brown hair that reaches her shoulders. Saralyn's eyes are a curiously bright rose. The scales on her eyes and cheeks are part.


 


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Vesti of Lightwood, Saralyn's mother, the former queen and a woman like no other - the people loved her unconditionally and saw her as their own beacon of hope in dark times. For Vesti was the one that fended off the King of Darkhold when he reached the castle after he had seemingly won the brutal war; coronation at 20, and her first major victory at the same age, only intensified by the peace treaty she had forced out of the King in the same year. The Woods of Light entered a new period of prosperity, of joy and happyness like no other. Saralyn looked up to her mother. She wanted to be the same fierce warrior, have the same strong personality, and yet she couldn't. The princess was too shy, too soft-spoken, too afraid to ever even touch a weapon. The people loved her still, and looked forward to a reign with her as Queen, but she couldn't imagine ever being as wonderful as Vesti ever was.


Only weeks after Saralyn's fifthteenth birthday, the unthinkable happened. Darkhold had broken it's promise and had built up troops im secret to storm Lightwood Castle - and so they did. The loss both sides suffered was inmeasureable. Thousand of soldiers in a grave of corpses - the Castle was ruined, families torn apart. The King of Darkhold lost his brother, but he hardly cared. The Queen of Lightwood and her husband were in his capture, withering away in the darkest halls of his castle.


Saralyn was crowned a month later. Her mother and father were presumed dead, and there was no other choice than to name her Queen. Her life flashed before her eyes - she got married, she had a child and tried desperately to repair a broken land as her husband defended the country from the frontlines. She was clueless of what her duty even was; they had set her out into the world without any preparation. After some dubious choices Saralyn had completely given up and instead left Lightwood in some select advisors hands, hoping they could fix her mistake and make a better ruler out of her son than she could ever.


And yet she still prays to a simple shrine every year, a painting of her mother surrounded by flowers, and believes that someday, Vesti will lend her the strength to lead.




 


Vesti of Lightwood


 



 


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Aubade


The longbow of Vesti, recovered from the battlefield. Saralyn almost ever uses it, but knows how to shoot the bow.


 


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Nidelia

A Lost Kitty

Name:


Nidelia


 


Age:


20


 


Sex:


Female


 


Race:


Lightwood Fairy


 


Appearance:


Longish brown hair with emerald green eyes.  She wears a purple and electric blue blouse with a purple skirt and electric blue boots.  She stands at 5'7.  (ignore the wings in the pic, I was having fun and being overly creative)


 


Personality:


Sweet, kind, and gentle.  She loves everyone no matter who they are or what they do, or even which faction they belong to.  She believes in helping everyone who needs help.


 


Hobbies:


She loves to go out on walks, sometimes for large amounts of time.  She enjoys playing music on her clarinet she carries around on her person.  Reading while she's out on her walks as well, which is what leads to her being gone for copious amounts of time.


 


Loves:


Furry animals, particularly cats, strawberries in any way, listening to and creating music, and baking.


 


Hates:


Scaly and creepy crawly creatures of any sort, people who are mean just to be mean, arrogant people who think they're gifts to others and are better than them, and the war happening between the Lightwood and Darkhold fairies.


 


Skills:


Playing Clarinet, is a doctor, dancing, and sky walking.


 


Theme Song:


 




















Name:


Julian


 


Age:


22


 


Sex:


Male


 


Race:


Darkhold Fairy


 


Appearance:


His hair is black with a silver stripe through the middle and has purple eyes.  He wears a crimson red shirt and pants with a belt and brown boots.


 


Personality:


He's playful and a prankster.  He enjoys playing pranks on others and cracking jokes, sometimes even if they cause harm, depending on how they go.


 


Hobbies:


Playing pranks, listening and dancing to music, and throwing huge parties.


 


Loves:


Throwing parties, listening and dancing to music, playing pranks, and lounging around.


 


Hates:


People who think he's frivolous and annoying, overly serious people, and party crashers.


 


Skills:


Sky walking, throwing parties, pulling pranks, and coming up with good jokes.


 


Theme Song:


 








 



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Scythio

The Gay

Name: Elmer Merclin
Age: 23


Race: Lightwood Fae


Gender: ?


Picture: (My laptop has glitched and the photo I have of Elmer is corrupted so I will post the photo later)
Appearance: 5'4", 134 pounds (60.8 kilograms). Lean musculature, built like a swimmer. Chestnut brown hair, green eyes, lots of freckles. They have a massive set of scars on the front of their neck. Their clothing is usually a dark green and brown capelet over a set of armor not dissimilar to a coat of jacks. They have leather gloves and boots meant more for flexibility than protection.


Magic: Elmer opts for a more defensive style of magic, preferring to create barriers and illusions out of light rather than spears and spikes. While their light barriers are strong, they have a limit of 2-3 hits before they shatter. The illusions Elmer can make only affect people's sight, not any of their other senses, and it takes a great deal of concentration for Elmer to maintain one. Another utility Elmer has for magic is to speak, they use light spells to create floating words so they can freely communicate with most other people.
Personality: Elmer is shy and jumpy, often easily startled and highly defensive. However, Elmer's an inquisitive and curious person as well as a survivalist, and do not think twice about killing the animals they hunt. While a lone wolf, Elmer can handle conversations with one to two other people, but if there is too many people in the vicinity, Elmer can get overloaded from stimulation.
Backstory: Elmer is a former mercenary, but is now retired due to suffering massive injuries from nearly dying in a security job. One of these injuries was a neck wound, which while they were saved by healers, Elmer can no longer speak, only able to growl, whine, or groan. They live in seclusion by a river, trying to earn enough to repay their debts to healers by selling meats and skins of the animals they hunt and fish.
Weapons: Elmer is proficient with a reinforced shortspear (pole length: 1 meter/3 feet. Spearhead length: 1/3 meter/ 1 foot) and two kukri knives, both averaging out at about 10 inches in length.


Theme: 








 
 
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Firebright

I'm mad. Aren't You?

Name:


Nidelia


 


Age:


20


 


Sex:


Female


 


Race:


Lightwood Fairy


 


Appearance:


Longish brown hair with emerald green eyes.  She wears a purple and electric blue blouse with a purple skirt and electric blue boots.  She stands at 5'7.  (ignore the wings in the pic, I was having fun and being overly creative)


 


Personality:


Sweet, kind, and gentle.  She loves everyone no matter who they are or what they do, or even which faction they belong to.  She believes in helping everyone who needs help.


 


Hobbies:


She loves to go out on walks, sometimes for large amounts of time.  She enjoys playing music on her clarinet she carries around on her person.  Reading while she's out on her walks as well, which is what leads to her being gone for copious amounts of time.


 


Loves:


Furry animals, particularly cats, strawberries in any way, listening to and creating music, and baking.


 


Hates:


Scaly and creepy crawly creatures of any sort, people who are mean just to be mean, arrogant people who think they're gifts to others and are better than them, and the war happening between the Lightwood and Darkhold fairies.


 


Skills:


Playing Clarinet, is a doctor, dancing, and sky walking.


 


Theme Song:


 




















Name:


Julian


 


Age:


22


 


Sex:


Male


 


Race:


Darkhold Fairy


 


Appearance:


His hair is black with a silver stripe through the middle and has purple eyes.  He wears a crimson red shirt and pants with a belt and brown boots.


 


Personality:


He's playful and a prankster.  He enjoys playing pranks on others and cracking jokes, sometimes even if they cause harm, depending on how they go.


 


Hobbies:


Playing pranks, listening and dancing to music, and throwing huge parties.


 


Loves:


Throwing parties, listening and dancing to music, playing pranks, and lounging around.


 


Hates:


People who think he's frivolous and annoying, overly serious people, and party crashers.


 


Skills:


Sky walking, throwing parties, pulling pranks, and coming up with good jokes.


 


Theme Song:


 








 



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Uhhhh, so we have already started. If you are okay with jumping in rightnow you can. 


Name: Elmer Merclin
Age: 23


Race: Lightwood Fae


Gender: ?


Picture: (My laptop has glitched and the photo I have of Elmer is corrupted so I will post the photo later)
Appearance: 5'4", 134 pounds (60.8 kilograms). Lean musculature, built like a swimmer. Chestnut brown hair, green eyes, lots of freckles. They have a massive set of scars on the front of their neck. Their clothing is usually a dark green and brown capelet over a set of armor not dissimilar to a coat of jacks. They have leather gloves and boots meant more for flexibility than protection.


Magic: Elmer opts for a more defensive style of magic, preferring to create barriers and illusions out of light rather than spears and spikes. While their light barriers are strong, they have a limit of 2-3 hits before they shatter. The illusions Elmer can make only affect people's sight, not any of their other senses, and it takes a great deal of concentration for Elmer to maintain one. Another utility Elmer has for magic is to speak, they use light spells to create floating words so they can freely communicate with most other people.
Personality: Elmer is shy and jumpy, often easily startled and highly defensive. However, Elmer's an inquisitive and curious person as well as a survivalist, and do not think twice about killing the animals they hunt. While a lone wolf, Elmer can handle conversations with one to two other people, but if there is too many people in the vicinity, Elmer can get overloaded from stimulation.
Backstory: Elmer is a former mercenary, but is now retired due to suffering massive injuries from nearly dying in a security job. One of these injuries was a neck wound, which while they were saved by healers, Elmer can no longer speak, only able to growl, whine, or groan. They live in seclusion by a river, trying to earn enough to repay their debts to healers by selling meats and skins of the animals they hunt and fish.
Weapons: Elmer is proficient with a reinforced shortspear (pole length: 1 meter/3 feet. Spearhead length: 1/3 meter/ 1 foot) and two kukri knives, both averaging out at about 10 inches in length.


Theme: 








 

Same to you, we already started.
 

Firebright

I'm mad. Aren't You?
I will invited the both of you, you can then figure out where to jump in. If you dont wanna then just dont.
 

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