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 Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 8:09 pm
You Are Here.
1. Main Banner - You Are Here
2. Semi-Bi-Monthly Spotlight
3. We Three Kings - Males
4. Ladies' Choice - Females
5. Reserved
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 10:50 pm
Semi-Bi-Monthly Spotlight.  Ename
The Carver. The Mask Maker.
A silent bird, little-known beyond her calling. She is older than most in the clan, though not so much as many. Silent and serious, she rarely ventures beyond her range, both happy and willing to linger in her own haunts. She is passionate about her work, as only one truly dedicated can be. Her sense of timing and decor are esoteric, old, and far flung from the more youthful ideas of the day. Regardless, she is not a harsh judge, and caters to all sorts. Rumors spread now and again that had she lived during the war, her business would have reached customers on all sides. She seems to have only the vaguest concerns over the encroachment of other birds, but oddly enough her nest--and all it's wares and business--will vanish now and again, to crop up months later in another empty patch of forest. She takes to the dark and silent as a fish to water, and is not to be seen out of her home until the deepest hours of the night. She is not fond of the light, or overly bright patterns or colors, or any noise louder than a Sentinel's whisper, unless it is that of a beak or talon across wood, or the rattle of dried leaves.
Years past she was a fine, chattery thing. Young and willful, it is said she took a mate, settling down to play the part of Watcher and mother. The tales go that through some fault, hers or that of some other errant Watcher, some creature (varying in size and menace from Bard to Bard) slipped past their guard, slaying several Sentinels before being stopped. Her mate is said to be one of them. In sadness or disgrace, she took wing that very moment, tearing through the forest in a blur of soundless wings. She flew on for days, finally coming to rest in an old soft-wood tree. As if to dispel her sorrows at her lost life, she began to scratch and peck at the poor tree. In her grief, she did not stop for days or nights. Finally exhaustion brought her low, and she toppled from her tree into a thicket of berry bushes below. There she rested for a day and a night, careless to any stalking beasts. When she awoke, not only was she unharmed, but she felt most of her sorrows lifted. She rose again to the tree, and peered at the gash she had made in the bark. The groove was round, and almost face-like in it's figure. Noting a last bit of juice on her claws, she dribbled it over the wood, as if to make the wooden bird cry her tears for her. The effect was so profound on her that she took up the task of Artisan/Crafter then and there, building a nest in the very tree she had decorated. Some stories say she has never been officially trained in her craft, and has never returned to the area near the accident. Others say she returns now and then to sit staring into the ground where her fallen mate is said to last have lain. Other stories say it's all a myth, and she never had a mate to begin with.
Territory: It moves now and again. Each time it is far out from other birds, silent and full of trees. Her roost is always in the softest tree to be found, and relatively close to a bush or plant which gives a dye-like juice. Travelers will always know when they have found one of the 'Ruins of Ename'...the entire tree is carved, base to branch, with the faces of a thousand Sentinels.
Looking for: An apprentice, RP with some fledgies, general RP.
Not looking for: Suitors, troublemakers (unless she's making the trouble!)
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 10:54 pm
We Three Kings - Males.  Edelweiss
If one expects Edelweiss to adhere to the stereotypical combatant persona- commanding, brash and arrogant- one will be sadly mistaken. He is, in fact, quite the opposite- a shy, thoughtful, introspective male more concerned with the wellbeing of his friends and family than with his appearance or his rank. This being said, Edelweiss is well-aware of his position, and the possibility of changes being made to it. He refuses to tolerate insubordination or dissension in the ranks, and will deal with any rebels in the least pleasant way he is allowed to. He will take no guff from anyone or anything, though he does highly respect the opinions and emotions of the males and females who fly alongside him. Outside his inner circle of trust- a place occupied only by his friends, fellow scouts, and his one-day mate- he is a quiet individual, rarely speaking and even more rarely stating his opinion on controversial subjects. He is more the type to sit back and watch a situation than to plunge heedlessly in. He relies more on logic and facts than on emotions to make his decisions; he is quite the analytical thinker and has been known to sit in silence for hours, thinking up ways out of every situation likely or unlikely to occur. For most of his life, he has been leery of females- not so much 'afraid' of them as 'careful around them'- and this unease shows no signs of letting up in the near future barring drastic change.
Looking for: General RP, some new acquaintances and friends, maybe looking into getting companion or some very minor feather dye.
Not looking for: Nothing really.
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 11:08 pm
Ladies' Choice - Females.  Hazel
A newly-mated, so to speak. While she and her dearest Liam have finally gone from childhood friends to sweethearts to mates, the relationship is still new to her, thanks to her job keeping her quite busy. She's recently returned home, and may possibly be sticking around for some time for once. She dearly loves hatchlings, and with her mate being a Minder her life could not be better. Well, it could, and will be, once she has her own eggs in the nest. Her wild temper has cooled much since becoming mated, though she still delights in little pranks and some good fun. It is still a distant dream of hers to one day join the ranks of the elite, to better serve her all-time hero, the Brigadier. She loves storms, though the recent one was large enough to unsettle her slightly, and when it comes right down to it she's, well...tiny. Even for a deepwoods, she is easily dwarfed by her wildtype mate. Obviously she doesn't mind aberrant types at all, as her own children will be aberrants.
Looking for: Family RP, RP with friends to 'reminisce' about childhood, possibly getting a pair of matching companions with Liam, RP with the others in the enclave, possibly meeting a family who are at the enclave to leave their eggs or hatchlings.
Not looking for: Nothing really.  Cloverfield
Clover. Pipes.
Generally cheerful, but serious about her work. She likes hatchlings only as long as they behave, and it isn't a far stretch to think she likes her Parus more. She's sociable by nature, and after living with so many companions for so long she's used to constant babbling. She loves large events, and really doesn't like Sentinels that eat companions. Her young life was a bit of same old same old...not a lot can be unusual in the clan these days. Her parents were both keepers, and her fledging gift was a parus. It was her dream to follow her parents, and she's had no trouble at all, seeing as she was being trained from birth. Her parents live in another part of the forest, really no odd history at all. She was injured during The Great Storm, and suffers from Tinnitus, meaning her ears ring from time to time.
Looking for: RP with Sly and/or his mother, together or apart, an apprentice, RP with sentinels looking to obtain companions, RP with other friends, RP with new people, possibly visiting a medic to get her ears checked.
Not looking for: Nothing really.
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 11:09 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 11:10 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 11:11 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 11:31 am
I might have an apprentice for Ename. <3
Highwind wants to become a crafter of wood once he graduates. He's going to find that he is particularly drawn to it and his will is actually pretty good for a fledgling once he and his sister go to train under Breeze.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 4:12 pm
Shino, I be making an official return to the world of Noctua RP, so if you wanna get started on Liam x Hazel goodness, I am ready!
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