NeonRain
Galactic Princess
Here we will list our Heroes to be!
This is the layout I’m using;
Full Birth Name
Nicknames/Current Name
Title/s
Age | Species&SubSpecies | Gender | Height | Weight
Hair Color | Eye Color
Birthday
Occupation/s;
Mental Conditions;
Markings/Piercings/Blemishes/Scars;
Personality
Biography
Class
Current Magical Abilities;
Non-magic Abilities;
Weaknesses;
Current Inventory:
My Characters Below
The pictures for both characters are a bit old so I’ll update them later. Please don’t steal, it’s my own art ^^’
This is the layout I’m using;
Full Birth Name
Nicknames/Current Name
Title/s
Age | Species&SubSpecies | Gender | Height | Weight
Hair Color | Eye Color
Birthday
Occupation/s;
Mental Conditions;
Markings/Piercings/Blemishes/Scars;
Personality
Biography
Class
Current Magical Abilities;
Non-magic Abilities;
Weaknesses;
Current Inventory:
My Characters Below
Olen Loniar (Lon-ear)
“Ollie”
Title/s: “Ser Loniar”
20yrs | Heffling / Rabbit | Male | 4’6” | 140lbs
Purple and Orange Hair | Blue eyes
22nd of Yiiths
Occupation/s;
Apprentice Wizard
Draken Breeder
Mental Conditions;
None
Markings/Piercings/Blemishes/Scars;
Freckles on shoulders, cheeks, and back
Personality
Olen is and will always be a trouble maker. He’s rambunctious, and despite his birthright he is always looking for a way outside of the kingdom. He takes every chance he can to leave to far away places. Despite his age he is still a boy at heart, one with a need for adventure and exploration. He’s easily trusting and has a fierce loyalty to those he feels deserves it. He isn’t easily swayed, he can be stubborn and will actually scream to get someone’s attention to hear him out.
Olen has a heart of gold despite his stubborn flaws, he loves to help others and has a need to do so. If you convinced him you needed his clothing he’d likely give it to you. He’s got a strong emotional drive, and a very strong parental drive too. He will act however his heart tells him to, and he wears it on his sleeve. He cares for children deeply, and will protect them to his dying breath if need be. Olen can be easily swooned if done correctly, but he will be stubborn to the idea at first. He has a rough idea of the kind of person he wants to be with, someone taller for sure, and a warrior maybe. He knows when he finds them he’ll know right away. Or at least, his mother told him that’s how it works when he finds the one. He doesn’t even care who they are, he just hopes they’re everything he’s dreamed of.
Biography
Once upon a time a little Heffling rabbit was born. Olen Loniar was born to two loving Heffling parents. His mother a rabbit Heffling with golden curls and glasses, she’s a lovely mother. His father, a canine Heffling, he had purple colors and browns, with spiky hair he styled often. Olen never did meet his father, he was told the man left with a company of other Hefflings to barter a treaty with the kingdom of Egemoyasu to the north, his father was ever adventurous like he. But, his father caught a terrible sickness while passing through the mountains, and died after arriving. Olen was born an hour before his father’s death, and his father died holding his newborn son. Every year on his birthday he visits his father’s grave, and every time he goes to leave the kingdom walls he tells his father all about what he’s going to do.
Olen was raised by his mother and her father because of the death of his father. Due to his death his grandfather was unable to step down as High Wizard of the central tower, and so Olen has been being trained since the moment he could stand to take his grandfather’s place instead. Olen has taken incredible strides as a Apprentice, and excelled much faster than his grandfather expected. The boy also helps his mother breed Drakens, the fierce beasts are loyal to he and his mother. He owns two of his own, and his mother owns four, his grandfather owns one rather old one.
This rabbit boy had left the kingdom for one reason, he was to find a specific herb for his grandfather. It was needed for a potion to heal the ill Empress of the kingdom. So, here he stands, on the edge of an opening, staring at a statue with runes that guard a tomb long forgotten. Olen doesn’t know who this man is or what he’s casting, but it makes his fur bristle in unease. Little does he know, he isn’t the only one watching this display.
Class
Apprentice Wizard
Current Magical Abilities;
Ice/Water manipulation
Fire manipulation
Light summon/banish
Summon Steed
Learn Language
Scroll casting
Rune reading
Telekinesis
Basic healing
Non-magic Abilities;
Jumping long distances
Jumping high
Digging
Hearing Faint Noises
Strategic and Logical thinking
Weaknesses;
Small Children
Pets behind the ears
Sweets
Easily Intimidated
Faints Easily
Known Languages;
Heffin
Common
Elvehann
Very limited Orcish
Current Inventory:
- Purple and Green Undershirt
- Black Spandex Halter Top(?)
- Black Spandex (Booty?) Shorts
- 2 Enchanted Purple Silk Sashes
* Enchanted with protection
- Enchanted Green Silk Sash
* Enchanted with Protection
- Enchanted Leather Gloves
* Enchanted with Magic Enhancement
- Communication Amulet
* Enchanted to be tied with his mother's
- Loaf of Flax Bread
“Ollie”
Title/s: “Ser Loniar”
20yrs | Heffling / Rabbit | Male | 4’6” | 140lbs
Purple and Orange Hair | Blue eyes
22nd of Yiiths
Occupation/s;
Apprentice Wizard
Draken Breeder
Mental Conditions;
None
Markings/Piercings/Blemishes/Scars;
Freckles on shoulders, cheeks, and back
Personality
Olen is and will always be a trouble maker. He’s rambunctious, and despite his birthright he is always looking for a way outside of the kingdom. He takes every chance he can to leave to far away places. Despite his age he is still a boy at heart, one with a need for adventure and exploration. He’s easily trusting and has a fierce loyalty to those he feels deserves it. He isn’t easily swayed, he can be stubborn and will actually scream to get someone’s attention to hear him out.
Olen has a heart of gold despite his stubborn flaws, he loves to help others and has a need to do so. If you convinced him you needed his clothing he’d likely give it to you. He’s got a strong emotional drive, and a very strong parental drive too. He will act however his heart tells him to, and he wears it on his sleeve. He cares for children deeply, and will protect them to his dying breath if need be. Olen can be easily swooned if done correctly, but he will be stubborn to the idea at first. He has a rough idea of the kind of person he wants to be with, someone taller for sure, and a warrior maybe. He knows when he finds them he’ll know right away. Or at least, his mother told him that’s how it works when he finds the one. He doesn’t even care who they are, he just hopes they’re everything he’s dreamed of.
Biography
Once upon a time a little Heffling rabbit was born. Olen Loniar was born to two loving Heffling parents. His mother a rabbit Heffling with golden curls and glasses, she’s a lovely mother. His father, a canine Heffling, he had purple colors and browns, with spiky hair he styled often. Olen never did meet his father, he was told the man left with a company of other Hefflings to barter a treaty with the kingdom of Egemoyasu to the north, his father was ever adventurous like he. But, his father caught a terrible sickness while passing through the mountains, and died after arriving. Olen was born an hour before his father’s death, and his father died holding his newborn son. Every year on his birthday he visits his father’s grave, and every time he goes to leave the kingdom walls he tells his father all about what he’s going to do.
Olen was raised by his mother and her father because of the death of his father. Due to his death his grandfather was unable to step down as High Wizard of the central tower, and so Olen has been being trained since the moment he could stand to take his grandfather’s place instead. Olen has taken incredible strides as a Apprentice, and excelled much faster than his grandfather expected. The boy also helps his mother breed Drakens, the fierce beasts are loyal to he and his mother. He owns two of his own, and his mother owns four, his grandfather owns one rather old one.
This rabbit boy had left the kingdom for one reason, he was to find a specific herb for his grandfather. It was needed for a potion to heal the ill Empress of the kingdom. So, here he stands, on the edge of an opening, staring at a statue with runes that guard a tomb long forgotten. Olen doesn’t know who this man is or what he’s casting, but it makes his fur bristle in unease. Little does he know, he isn’t the only one watching this display.
Class
Apprentice Wizard
Current Magical Abilities;
Ice/Water manipulation
Fire manipulation
Light summon/banish
Summon Steed
Learn Language
Scroll casting
Rune reading
Telekinesis
Basic healing
Non-magic Abilities;
Jumping long distances
Jumping high
Digging
Hearing Faint Noises
Strategic and Logical thinking
Weaknesses;
Small Children
Pets behind the ears
Sweets
Easily Intimidated
Faints Easily
Known Languages;
Heffin
Common
Elvehann
Very limited Orcish
Current Inventory:
- Purple and Green Undershirt
- Black Spandex Halter Top(?)
- Black Spandex (Booty?) Shorts
- 2 Enchanted Purple Silk Sashes
* Enchanted with protection
- Enchanted Green Silk Sash
* Enchanted with Protection
- Enchanted Leather Gloves
* Enchanted with Magic Enhancement
- Communication Amulet
* Enchanted to be tied with his mother's
- Loaf of Flax Bread
Faervel Dath•Vervinna
“Faer” (Fay-eR)
355yrs | Elvehann / Moon Elf | Male | 7’4 | 230lbs
Charcoal Black Hair | Dark Maroon Eyes
5th of Sekahnas
Occupation/s;
Herbal Healer
Mental Conditions;
None
Markings/Piercings/Blemishes/Scars;
•Tongue piercing
•Two hoops on his left ear
•Lines of blue dots under his left eye
•Star near the corner of his left eye
•Markings that lead over his bottom lips and down his chin
•Right ear has several swirls and dots
•Several body markings hidden from view
•A old scar runs over his left eye, through his brow, and all the way down his face
•Right ear has a chunk missing
Personality
Faervel is a reserved man, he is silent and clings to the darkness around him. He doesn’t often speak, he prefers to observe rather than make idle conversation. He finds little interest in things foreign to him, and favors familiarity. He dislikes talking in anything but the Elvehann tongue, but will do so if absolutely necessary.
Like most, if not all, Moon Elves Faer dislikes the light. The world above is foreign and the change in pressure, the smell of the air, the noises, and so much more. It’s all nauseating and gives him a headache. Faer has a deep rooted hate for Sun Elves, their teachings of the religion are very different than the Moon Elves, and Faer is very set in his beliefs as many of his kind are. He refuses to waver from his beliefs any. But, one thing he will agree with, like many other of his kin, is that Sun Elves also hate Wood Elves. The dirty Woodland runners have bred with humans and tainted their blood. It bothers him. The Moon Elves and their religious teachings have taught Faer that breeding with another species is blasphemy and should never be done. So, he is not seeking romantic entanglements of any kind.
However, when Faer is interested in someone, he is a sweet talker. He likes to carve gifts and speak gentle whispers of nonsense to them. He has only felt love once, but his heart was broken when she chose another over him. He has since then decided to never trust another with his heart, least not so easily. They will have to fight him for attention, but once they’ve got it, they will never need to gain it again, for they will be the center of his whole world. The man elf cares deeply for people, but also for animals. He adores animals, and he’s learning slowly to love the above ground animals.
Biography
Like all of the other Moon Elves Faervel was born to the Dath•Vervinna family. A semi-wealthy family with no nobility rights. His family owns and operates a mining company, one that competes with the neighboring Dwarven kingdom of Aylesrye. Due to his family’s company he has met many dwarves and goblins, and worked beside plenty of the first. They trade ores to the Dwarves and crafted items to the goblins, and in turn of trading with the goblins, Faer has been able to successfully strike a deal with them and they help him grow rare healing herbs. The goblins really do make the best fertilizer. Because of he grows healing herbs he has set up a clinic of his own, he heals people for a living.
Now, Faervel wasn’t born an only child, oh no. He was born to a fully functioning family. Faer has two older sisters and an older brother. His eldest sister will no doubt take over the mining company, and his second eldest sister and her twin are going into a trading business with the other underground kingdoms. And then there’s Faer, the healer, and he youngest of the bunch. His siblings all went through their right of passage, as did he. However, he did something no one else had in centuries. He went into a Itgers nest, and managed to slip past without dying. He retrieved old relics of his kin from the nest, and the recovery of these relics acted as his right of passage, just forty years before he was to partake in it.
He has found that he needs to travel to the surface regularly to retrieve herbs he cannot grow underground. He often scouts the forest for herbs, searching carefully. What he has found, however, was very strange to him. There are few moon elves with magic, and so these arts are foreign to him. This ritual makes his stomach knot in a way he can’t quite place. There is something extremely unsettling about all of this.
Class
Rogue, Duel Daggers
Abilities;
Night vision
Pick pocketing
Slight of Hand
Stealth
Lock picking
Silver tongued
Acrobatics
Weaknesses;
Daylight
Light of any Kind
Extreme temperatures
Anything to do with leaving the ground (fear of heights)
Current Inventory:
“Faer” (Fay-eR)
355yrs | Elvehann / Moon Elf | Male | 7’4 | 230lbs
Charcoal Black Hair | Dark Maroon Eyes
5th of Sekahnas
Occupation/s;
Herbal Healer
Mental Conditions;
None
Markings/Piercings/Blemishes/Scars;
•Tongue piercing
•Two hoops on his left ear
•Lines of blue dots under his left eye
•Star near the corner of his left eye
•Markings that lead over his bottom lips and down his chin
•Right ear has several swirls and dots
•Several body markings hidden from view
•A old scar runs over his left eye, through his brow, and all the way down his face
•Right ear has a chunk missing
Personality
Faervel is a reserved man, he is silent and clings to the darkness around him. He doesn’t often speak, he prefers to observe rather than make idle conversation. He finds little interest in things foreign to him, and favors familiarity. He dislikes talking in anything but the Elvehann tongue, but will do so if absolutely necessary.
Like most, if not all, Moon Elves Faer dislikes the light. The world above is foreign and the change in pressure, the smell of the air, the noises, and so much more. It’s all nauseating and gives him a headache. Faer has a deep rooted hate for Sun Elves, their teachings of the religion are very different than the Moon Elves, and Faer is very set in his beliefs as many of his kind are. He refuses to waver from his beliefs any. But, one thing he will agree with, like many other of his kin, is that Sun Elves also hate Wood Elves. The dirty Woodland runners have bred with humans and tainted their blood. It bothers him. The Moon Elves and their religious teachings have taught Faer that breeding with another species is blasphemy and should never be done. So, he is not seeking romantic entanglements of any kind.
However, when Faer is interested in someone, he is a sweet talker. He likes to carve gifts and speak gentle whispers of nonsense to them. He has only felt love once, but his heart was broken when she chose another over him. He has since then decided to never trust another with his heart, least not so easily. They will have to fight him for attention, but once they’ve got it, they will never need to gain it again, for they will be the center of his whole world. The man elf cares deeply for people, but also for animals. He adores animals, and he’s learning slowly to love the above ground animals.
Biography
Like all of the other Moon Elves Faervel was born to the Dath•Vervinna family. A semi-wealthy family with no nobility rights. His family owns and operates a mining company, one that competes with the neighboring Dwarven kingdom of Aylesrye. Due to his family’s company he has met many dwarves and goblins, and worked beside plenty of the first. They trade ores to the Dwarves and crafted items to the goblins, and in turn of trading with the goblins, Faer has been able to successfully strike a deal with them and they help him grow rare healing herbs. The goblins really do make the best fertilizer. Because of he grows healing herbs he has set up a clinic of his own, he heals people for a living.
Now, Faervel wasn’t born an only child, oh no. He was born to a fully functioning family. Faer has two older sisters and an older brother. His eldest sister will no doubt take over the mining company, and his second eldest sister and her twin are going into a trading business with the other underground kingdoms. And then there’s Faer, the healer, and he youngest of the bunch. His siblings all went through their right of passage, as did he. However, he did something no one else had in centuries. He went into a Itgers nest, and managed to slip past without dying. He retrieved old relics of his kin from the nest, and the recovery of these relics acted as his right of passage, just forty years before he was to partake in it.
He has found that he needs to travel to the surface regularly to retrieve herbs he cannot grow underground. He often scouts the forest for herbs, searching carefully. What he has found, however, was very strange to him. There are few moon elves with magic, and so these arts are foreign to him. This ritual makes his stomach knot in a way he can’t quite place. There is something extremely unsettling about all of this.
Class
Rogue, Duel Daggers
Abilities;
Night vision
Pick pocketing
Slight of Hand
Stealth
Lock picking
Silver tongued
Acrobatics
Weaknesses;
Daylight
Light of any Kind
Extreme temperatures
Anything to do with leaving the ground (fear of heights)
Current Inventory:
The pictures for both characters are a bit old so I’ll update them later. Please don’t steal, it’s my own art ^^’
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