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 Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2014 10:16 pm
gaia_angelleft Welcome to my Log gaia_angelright
gaia_angelleft There is a character description/art area (I'll eventually draw some art of my character) and journal entries below. gaia_angelright
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2014 9:31 am
Character Description:
A full character sheet is available here.
Hydro is a mage, drifter, part aquatic and is constantly accompanied by Yin, her Dragon familiar. Used to live in the seas as a child, with kin on her mother's side. Left ten years ago and mainly drifted around the area Durem until recently moving to Barton. Not prone to violence, and although somewhat of an optimist, can be cynical on certain topics. Friendly, considered to be somewhat air-headed by some, bright and well-read.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2014 9:41 am
Journal Entries
Late May -- "Past"
(The following is a Role Play fiction piece.)
Trying to clear my mind before my magic studies, again. It is not as easy as usual. My mind runs over everything, like peering into a deep well my thoughts plunge to the worst. Sometimes I have to travel through them as I cannot always turn back once my mind pulls back the protective layers.
I have no master, so I have taught myself most of my magic. Though I've heard she's quite the magician, but I have yet to meet my mother properly. I am told she is a powerful sea denizen, even daring to say demi-goddess, but how am I to know for sure? I don't even know if she has legs or a tail. To my elder sisters, my half-sisters as they pointedly remind me, I apparently was no longer tolerable after the age of seven, and made my life miserable. Before then, I learned to create and find the things I need to survive, and I left.
Feeling bitter, I no longer lived in the seas, leaving my mermaid half-kin behind. Once I am pulled along the stream of these past events, I find some clarity. I recall how I found the ground and sky preferable to the seas, and how my half-water nature was a source of mockery. "Hydro" being a name I thought was given to me by my sisters in love and not in spite. Knowing no other, I decided living in a different place on my own terms and my name would become my own.
First I'd thought Durem would be that place. I tried to settle there, but mainly wondered the streets, in awe of busy city, the architecture and a certain shopkeeper. I avoided anyone knowing I was alone, fearing being thrown in an orphanage. I didn't want another place were I would be ostracized. Outside of the libraries, fine fabrics, fine people, and many things piqued my curiosity. I couldn't take on the lascivious lifestyle, and lived in the streets by day and often near the water by night. I grew up there, played with other children in the streets, but it never felt like home.
Reading magic books, I quietly practiced, feeling my strengths were not in combat, so I never sought battle. Days at the beach, I moved water and practiced healing. Still, the bright, open sky called to me, like a part of me I knew but didn't understand about myself. One day I followed an airship, curious about the sky contraption, and found myself in Barton. I'd heard plenty about Barton and the Isle of Gambino, and though I was still something of a child living on the streets, I felt something different here. On the cusp of seventeen, I heard rumors of strife and made my way to the Alliance. Too long I'd walked alone and avoided the world around me. Perhaps I was strong enough to face the problems ahead, but for once I felt as though I was not completely alone.
With that thought of strength, perhaps today I would find my way to the clouds.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2014 9:53 am
Journal Entries
Late May -- "Meeting Charm and Yin"
(The following is a Role Play fiction piece.)
I held my staff in front of me and willed the angelic properties to permit me flight. With a woosh, I was airborne, blue feathers arcing out from my back. In glee, I rose higher and higher, until I nearly ran into a little white blip that was not clouds but a living, breathing, panicked creature. It darted in front of me until I halted, then it flew against my shoulder, desperately. I looked ahead, wondering what freighted the creature so, then I saw it.
I'd only seen them in books, but most people would recognize a fight between a light and dark dragon even without literary introduction. The alarmed fluff on my shoulder was an angel imp, who would later introduce itself as Charm, who was trying to lead me away from the battle. Before I could pull my eyes away, a gust of wind courtesy of a dragon wing threw me and I lost consciousness.
With my wings, apparently I was light enough to float upon the clouds, and this is were I found myself, unscathed but quite dizzy. I didn't see the imp, but I heard a something of a squeak-squeak noise, and something nudging my cheek. *squeak squeak* Someone was nudging my cheek, a tiny silver creature whose tear-filled eyes broke my heart. My focus finally cleared and I realized my crash landing was on a cloud, but one that appeared to be a dragon's nest. A hollow egg shell meer inches away, I looked about for an angry dragon mother. Fluttering above was my imp friend. "You were trying to save me?" I asked Charm as I sat up. *Squeak squeak* The little infant dragon pushed against my hand.
"Caught on, did you?" Charm responded. "What are you going to do about that hatchling?"
"Thank you." I responded. "I don't know. Where is it's mother?"
"Gone." Charm said sadly. "I think those two wanted to try to take the egg as their own, but they won't now that the child has imprinted."
"Imprinted?"
"Can't you tell it's saying "mama mama" to you?"
"WHAT?!"
*squeak squeak*
I really should've questioned it, but my immediate reaction was to scoop up the little dragon, squealing.
"You're so adorable. I'll take care of you!"
A little time on the clouds, and I played with Charm and my new dragon ...child. "I still think I"m a bit young to care for a baby, dragon or not."
"Can't back out of it now," Charm chided me. "I'll check in on you both from time to time, it seems like you'll need it."
"You're so nice, Charm!"
Charm sighed, "You're a little bit of an airhead, aren't you?"
"I bet I could find a book on how to take care of a dragon." I said, holding the little one close.
After picking up such a book, I wondered off back to the mansion party I had stopped in the day before. Things were exciting there, perhaps too exciting for my poor dragon. After calming my new friend down, I finally selected a name for him or her, since it was a little soon to tell which. Either way, it'll be the same. Yin. While Yin barely ever left my side, Charm fluttered off telling me she'd check in on me soon.
She's right, though. I am a bit of an airhead. I never even asked why Charm tried to save me in the first place.
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