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 Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 9:33 pm
Ho'kay, so, this is the Good role play. The one that doesn't have to have anything to do with Inuyasha, as long as it's interesting and stay's alive than whoopdie-Doo. Anyway, just to clear the air, I am Tiger. Or Katie to close friends. Tiger is my RPC in which is very literate and quite the b***h when called for. I am actually rather nice when it comes down to it and my mood always affects Tiger's. So chyeah, deal wiff it. I don't feel like making some huge entry because it's 12:30 in the morning and I do not have the patience D< And truthfully ya'll, I'm not always this crabby, I just really want to rp. So yeah, GET YOUR BUTT'S IN HERE AND RP.
Key:
Rules
Character Listing
White List/Black List
Art
Setting
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 9:38 pm
RULES
Follow 'um D<
1. I 'R GOD. So whatever I say goes.
2. Don't be an idiot. Be nice to other people even if they are very illiterate or just plain stupid. We all gots our problems people.
3. When I said literate, I mean at least three sentances a post. And that's putting it mildly people, don't complain.
4. No God modding.
5. PM me your profiles titled "The Good Thread Profile" so I know. After you've sent it, feel free to post. No need to wait on my word.
6. Whoever is placed as a Moderator is basically the second God. So when I'm not around, they're in charge. SO DON'T MESS WITH THEM.
7. Please make sure to seperate your IC from your OOC. MY IC is (). This. .() You can use whatever you like. (( This. )) ~. This. .~ .: This. :. I don't care, just pick whatever you like. Make something up, I don't know.
8. Enjoy ;D
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 9:50 pm
Character Listing
Do it well D<
Username:
Name:
Age:
Sex:
Orientation(Straight/Gay/Bi):
Personality:
Class(Demon/Human/Angel/Whatever-That's not an option, stupid):
Signature(Signature moves and stuff like that):
Weapons:
Abilities:
Bio:
Appearance:
Other:
Do not include the things in parenthesis. Example (And this is really my profile ;B )
Username: Can-O-Tiger
Name: Tiger
Nick Name: Unknown.
Age: Appears to be around twenty, true age is far beyond.
Race: Royal Demonic Lycanthrope
Sex: Female
Sexual Identity: Straight
Personality: She is usually a very laid back, easy going person. She will do anything for friends, but will kill a stranger on contact if the matter calls for it. Her mood can usually be known by the color of her hues(eyes)which will in fact change with her mood.
Class: Blood thristy human slayer
Clan/Nobility: She is a loner, often traveling on her own and never truely getting close to anyone. She only sticks with those who she trusts, who are a narrowed few.
Weapons: She usually never uses any weapons other then her own body. But if the matter calls for so, she has possesed black chains which intertwine with the interior of her pants, hidden until she engages in battle.
Signature: Her inhuman strength and thousands of different powers.
Specialty: Her lycanthrope forms hold all of her attacks, making her extremely lethal. There are no names for her attacks, she allows her instincts to take over when the time is right.
Abilities: She is able to speak with animals, lull them into trust with her and force them into loyalty for her. That is only one of her many abilities, but one of the most often used. She is also able to give others her powers, for some a short time or for eternity if she chooses it so.
Bio: Tiger, one of the most caring and generous people you could know, but also one of the most threatening and blood thirsty killers at the same time. She was marked as the most ruthless, blood thirsty killer within thousands of states, and has killed more people than her heart has pulsed. She was born to kill, and has been brought up to think only that. Her kindness is only directed to those she cares about and respects, which is hard to come by. She has many odd, unnatural powers that she had gained as a child, thanks to scientists that captured her and forced the DNA of thousands of other demons into her. She was born a demonic lycanthrope, rare to come by now a days due to their intense need for blood. They must feed every day, must have at least one pint of blood or they would become over come by their own power and forced into a fit of rage. Luckily, Tiger only needs to feed every other day due to the many powers she was combined with. Her life was spent mostly by herself, teaching herself how to control her powers and how to fight by challenging wild animals and what not when much younger. She had broken off from her family when she was very young, having been kidnapped by a society of pshycotic human scientists who tried to make her a weapon. She was ment to kill her own race, to save them all. When she had mastered all of her powers and gained their trust, she killed them all. All at the age of 12. She was a very cold being, only finding love within her new-found pack of wolf-like bretheran. She had been free for countless years within a pack of semi-wolf like humans. They weren't wolfs but they were humans, but still not lycans. She had become their leader after a while, many of them dying out but being replaced by others quickly. To her despair, a group of military soldiers had found their safe haven and killed every last one of them, Tiger having escaped with only a few bumps and bruises and having killed majority of the group. Depression sweeped over her, only making her more blood thirsty and cold. She was created to kill, and to only do so. And until her dying day, she has sworn continue this.
Appearance: Human apperance: Her toned, slender femanine structure is fabricated in a pair of baggy blood red jean-like pants. Holding her pants upon her thin waist is a black leather belt, the buckle having been engraved with the names of her family members and deceased friend who would never be forgotten. On her upper body is a snuggly fit black tank top, which shows of her muscular, beautiful physique. She has silky jet black hair which is usually pulled back into a messy bun, her hair only being down on occasion or when she is in a rather comfortable mood. She usually allows her thick, silky tail to poke through the back of her pants to be seen by all, but can force it into her spinal cord to hide when trying to blend in with the humans. Her skin is a creamy, light tan, feeling like velvet to the touch. Her hues are a deep, entrancing gold, which change with her emotions. When she is deeply sad, they turn a crystal blue, when she is mildly irritated/angry they turn a slight crimson. Within the different stages of anger it shifts between crimson, to blood red, to blackish blood red to an intense black that wont even reflect the slightest bit of light. Her pupils slit in the stage of the shade of blood red, showing she is obviously outraged. Her feet sport a pair of black leather combat boots which reach a little bit above her shin. They are laced tightly with a thick black lacing, which is usually hidden by her pants. Now, onto her tattoo's. Upon her left bicep is black barbed wire, its tips dipped in blood with three drops above and below it. Upon her lower back is a four tiped star, every other half of its angles shaded black which gives it a slightly three-dimentional look. In-between each point are small points, giving it more detail. On the back of her neck is a bar-code, the numbers 4 2 1 1 8 6 9 3 2 underneath which gives it that authentic sense. Upon her shoulder blades are tattooed a pair of black, angelic wings, blood coating the ends of the feathers and dripping slightly from the feathers. Peircings. All together, she has about eight peicings. In her right cartledge is peirced a silver hoop, one to remind her how she had over come the strong burning pain it used to cause her when she was so much younger. In her lobe are two studs and one hoop, her left ear mirroring this action. Pericing her belly button is a thin curved bar with a demonic stud holding the top, the bottom holding a small lycanthrope symbol upon it, which she had crafted herself.
Lycan Form: Among many, she has various lycanthrope forms. One for hunting, mating, elemental, easy combat, and intense combat. Her largest and strongest form is her instense combat form, which is covered in a thick jagged jet black fur. Its ears are long and pointed, three gold hoops peircing each cartledge. They lean back slightly, giving them the appearance of slender, demonic horns. In this form, her eyes are the deadly black, in which case she tends to lose control of her actions and will attack anybody and anything within her grasp. Around her wrists and ankles are rings of black flames, blood red embers flowing from them. Her saliva is highly venomous, acidic as well which is strong enough to melt through metal. Her tail is coated with a strong fiber like fur, straight and powerful spikes sticking from the tip like a mace. In her elemental forms she becomes coated in either a layer of ice, flames, earth, or is constructed of blue and white wind. In her hunting form she becomes a much less threatening version of her intense combat form, much thinner and less masculan as her strength is mearly set on devouring creatures. In her easy combat form she looks much like her intense combat form but lacks the flames and has almost the same body structure as her hunting form, except a bit stronger and stealthier. In her mating form she looks more femanine, her breasts still visable but covered by a layer of auburn fur. Her fur is silky and beautiful unlike any of her fighting forms. Her eyes turn a gentle mauve, her pupils only slitting slightly as her human and lycanthrope features meld perfectly.
Human Height and Weight: She stands at a height of 5'9, her weight around 140-150 lbs.
Lycan Height and Weight: In her hunting and mating forms she stands at about 6'5, in a weight range of 200-300 lbs. In her easy combat form she is about 7 feet tall, at a weight of around 400 lbs. In her climate changed and intense combat forms she is at her largest, around 800-950 lbs at a height of 7'9 to 8'2.
Other: Rawr <3
No, your's does not need to be nearly as long as mine, I'm just supa literate. Feel free to do so though ;3 The longer the profile, the higher your chances of being a moderator.
------------------------------------------------------------------- Username: Ameko no Mori Name: Haukea Age: 19 Sex: Female Orientation: Straight (though she would say assexual, since she is so adament on not devoting herself to a man) Personality: She's incredibly obstinate and stubborn, and has a rashness which she is only lucky to be able to back up with her abilities. Being very easily angered, she has the tendency to get into fights often, and or to be foolhardy. However, when she isn't angered, she can be very good-mannered about things, even verging on friendly. After all, there isn't any point in being unkind to someone who has done nothing to offend you. Class: Human (with magic) Signature: Her strange magic lies in the roots of the earth, and if she is in mortal danger, she has been known to draw up tree roots, or even to grow plants from nothing, using her subconcious mind. She does not know how to harness these powers on a small scale, however. Weapons: She carries daggers in various discreet locations around her body, tucked beneath a layer or two. Aside from her slight abilities with daggers (enough to stay alive, as she always says), she has strong capability with her spear, which she uses both for hunting and for fighting. For smaller game, she is also rather good with crossbow. However, she isn't able to reload it fast enough for effective use in battle. Abilities: She has exceeding talent in music, which she was taught by her fellow villagers. Her ability to lull creatures to sleep with her flute is something which has been handed down over the generations. Another ability which she was endowed with by her people is her ability to communicate with animals, almost as if they were humans. She never uses these abilities to hunt, however, as she prefers not to have an unfair advantage. She can speak to all animals, but has the strongest connection with mammals. Bio: She was born in a small village high in the mountain peeks, and has lived there all of her life. Her people helped to train her in some of their arts and skills, but after some time, it was evident that the mountains were not where she belonged. She descended to the world below, abandoning her former life. For, once she left, she was automatically shunned from the tribe; there was no home for her now. She began her journey about a week ago and seeks a goal for her training. Appearance: She isn't all that tall. In fact, she's hardly above five feet tall. However, she is quite muscular and makes up for her lack of height with that. Her face is round, with a pointed chin, and she has a sharp nose which, although not large, looks capable of slicing through rock. Beneath thin brows are her hazel eyes which have traces of green flecked near the iris. Her hair is a rusty brown which falls just past her shoulders and, since it is quite messy and unkempt, is drawn into a ponytail at the nape of her neck. Overall, she has a kind of charming appearance, if she isn't beautiful. Coming from the mountains, she dresses in layers. On the bottom, she wears form-fitting clothing which is of solid, comfortable material, and great for any battle. On top of this she wears warm wool, which is died with interesting patterns. Over this, on her chest, is an animal fur, most likely arctic fox or wolf. She wears the same fur at her ankles, and on her feet, as well as down her arms. Her hands are covered by thick, black gloves of some animal hide. She often wears snowshoes as well, but not if they aren't needed. If they aren't in use, she keeps them slung over her shoulder with her weapons. Other: I like bananas coconuts and grapes, that's why they call me tarzan of the apes.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 9:52 pm
White List
Good peoples ;D
Black list
Bad peoples D:<
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 9:56 pm
ART Gimmeh arts peoples! I am willing to pay if it ish neccesary ;]
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 10:11 pm
Setting
A large Timberland forest carries out for miles, Mountains lineing the perimeter. Snow coats the mountain tops which occasionally carries down into the forest, only on strong gusts of winds which only occur around night fall. Many animals dwell here such as Fox, bears, rabbits, wolves, weasels, owls, raven, wild cats, mountain lions, horses(rare), mice, squirrels, chipmonks, ect. The usual woodland creatures. But not only do these small, seemingly harmless creatures roam these wooded lands. Odd, mishapen terrors haunt the tree tops. They hunt the animals on foot and wing, many different kinds about. Some like birds, others like wolves and large cats. All thirsty for blood, no matter who it may come from. In the center of these woods lie a safe haven. Made of brick and straw, holding steadily and proudly is an Inn. Holding up to thirty rooms for travelers or those who are wounded by the creatures. Inside is a bar that seats about ten with practically every liquor known to man. There is a large bathing room in the basment that holds a large bathing tub and three large showers. A training room made of cement is down the hall of the bathing room, made completely of cement and almost sound proof. It contains a large black punching bag along with mats, lined up in the corner, dumb bells and training dummies. The main floor contains the bar along with a sitting area with one long L shaped couch and two lounge chairs. In the center of the sitting arrangement is a long rectangular coffee table, a fire place completeing the setting in front of them. Beside this is the stair case which leads upstairs to the sleeping quarters, all the rooms are there.
You must ask for a room either in the RP or through PM. Preferabley through an rp.
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Ect...(Will be added when occupation is needed)
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 10:12 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 10:51 pm
The forest stirred lightly as a black silhouette of some sort of wolf like creature feasted upon the inerds of what used to be a horse. With it's gut ripped open, the creatures long, tooth lined muzzled shredded it apart, grunting every so often so clear its large nostrils of blood. It was about the size of an elephant, in height anyway as it's body resembled something between a wolf and a bat. It's back arched as it lapped at the horses blood, hardly enough to satisfy such a beast although it would have to do for now. It was the reason why horses were so rare around these woods lately, having eaten about 60% of the population within that week. Within minutes it finished off the last of the horse, leaving a bloody skeleton and a few entrails which it obviously found undesireable.
Soft foot steps could be heard from behind the creature as it groomed its upper body, it's black empty eye sockets facing away and towards the ground as it apparently did not detect the new presence. A large wolf like creature bolted silently behind it. The creature held the resemblance of a wolf and human combined, thus creating the lycanthrope. Which is what it was, deep crimson eye's filled with blood lust and vengance as it watched the God-forsaken creature. Its muscular body was croutched low to the ground, long pointed ears bent back against it's head as the gold hoops that peirced the tips swayed softly with it's movements. Its long thick black tail flowed gracefully behind it, seeming to flow with the wind in a hypnotic rhythum. The moonlight cast eerie shadows down upon the forest, the hazy rays catching the lycanthropes jet black coat every so often and causing a glint to reflect off of it. The lycan was large and powerful, yet graceful and careful with it's every move. It slowly edged closer to the grooming creature, which still unbeleiveable did not detect the lycan's presence. Even though the lycan was barely half the size of this being, it still showed absolutely no fear.
Black venomous claws dug into the earth like butter, giving it traction as it flung itself into the air above the being. At that very instant did it realize it was being hunted. It lifted it's large muscular arms, which caused it's bat-like wings to open. It attempted to lift itself off the ground, it's large bloody muzzle opening to release a horrid screetch. The lycan winced at the noise but answered it with a blood thirsty, rumbling and raspy roar. The roar was that of a tiger's, but a wolfs snarl was some how mixed within it as well. With that the lycanthrope landed upon the creatures back, it's hand like claws digging into it's neck while it's back claws dug deeply into it's back. Ripping open it's back almost completely, the lycanthrope managed to tear apart most of the creatures wing muscles, causing them to go limp and become completely useless. With the less than three feet the creature had managed to gain, it dropped back to the earth with a loud 'thud' releasing an odd howl of pain. The lycanthrope, almost smirking now, crawled over the creatures shoulder as it fell to get out of the way of impact, now upon it's chest. The creature snarled and snapped the lycan, the lycanthrope dodging it easily. With frustration the creature growled, the lycanthrope opening it's massive jaws before the creature and rearing it's head back to gather strength for the attack. The creatures empty eye socket's widened some what, surprised by the massive jaws and now growing terrified of what was to come. With one last roar the lycanthrope thrust it's head forward and dug it's three inch long canines into the creatures windpipe, thrashing it's head back and forth forcefully until it completely tore out the being throat. The creature released one last yelp of pain and a gasp of worthless breath before falling limply back, the life vanishing from within it. The lycanthrope nawed upon the windpipe for a few moment before thrashing it's head once more and tossing the fleshy bits into the forest.
Now the lycanthrope was without a doubtedly smirking, rolling off of the carcass and licking it's long muzzle of the blood. It allowed it's arms to go limp at it's sides as it closed it's eyes, the smirk fading as suddenly a black mist began to lift from it's chest. Soon the mist emitted from every pore of it's body, surrounding it in a blinding smog before lifting and vanishing into the night sky. In the lycanthropes place stood a young women of what looked to be the age of 20. Silky jet black locks caressed her fair face, her now deep golden hues opening and looking out upon the forest. Her upper body sported a black tank top, her lower half having a pair of blood red jean-like baggy pants. A black leather belt held them up upon her trimmed waist. Her feet sported a pair of knee high black army boots, looking rather heavy but quite the contrary to the wearer. An oddity hung on her backside though, a thick black wolf tail hanging down behind her. It calmly brushed the forest floor with a gentley sway, the women seeming completely content with it. With somewhat of a sigh she turned on her heals and looked over the creature, crossing her arms across her chest and smirking at the dead being.
"Damn demons. Killing all the horses."
She muttered coldly. Her voice held somewhat of a musical tone to it, coldness coating it as well. She cleared her throat before turning from the beast and walking into the dark forest, pulling her thick locks into a messy bun as she did so.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 11:18 pm
The crisp leaves on the ground gave way under Haukea's feet in a pleasing way. It had been so long since she'd had the chance to feel her feet on anything but snow, that it was now a near joy to find something more welcoming and green. However, there was no smile on the young woman's face. Instead, she bore a look of concentration, her strong jawline set since she had clenched her mouth shut tight. Although the feeling of leaves was welcoming, it's sound was not. She was deep in the middle of a hunt for some food, and any noise she created could detract her prey.
Walking through the forest as carefully as possibly, she suddenly stopped. A terrible sound was carried to her on the wind which she found to be quite unsettling. Something had recently died, but she couldn't tell what. Her nose was not as keen as her animal friends'. Creeping forward, ever silent as possible, she finally came upon a small parting of trees, perhaps less than a square yard, and was apalled by what she saw.
Drawing a fur-clad arm across her grimacing face, she stepped further forward to determine what had happened here. The skeleton she saw was hardly determinable as that of a horse, since its owner had obviously been thoroughly devoured by some creature. The creature she assumed had done it was that which lay just a foot or so away from that poor, dead animal. For a moment, she drew her spear, thinking it might be alive. However, the iron stench of blood drifted into her nostrils and made her cringe. What being had been feirce enough to destroy something so stronge as this creature? Haukea was sure she could not have succeeded in such a feat if she'd come across it alone in this forest. A part of her was intrigued, but most of her knew that it would not be wise to stay and find out what creature had done the deed, as it could easily do it again to her.
Shaking her head, she left the site, not turning her back to it until she could no longer see it between the trees. Walking the dark path, she was unaware that she was following that very creature she had just decided against ever encountering, taking the same path that it had mere moments before.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 11:35 pm
She had been in the middle of cleaning herself of the remaining blood, her long slick tounge sliding up her wrist and up to the tip of her middle finger. A low murr escaped her throat as the taste of blood seemed to sooth her, her eyes closing momentarily to savor the relaxation. At that very moment the fur on the tip of her tail bristled gentely, time seeming to stop completely as her vision left her and bolted back up the path. It surrounded the frozen picture of the girl who was not to far behind her. In the middle of the vision, she opened her eyes, now bleach white thanks to her empathy. She took in a sharp breath and her vision returned along with her pupils and the deep golden color of her hues. She turned her head only slightly, taking a quick sniff and taking in the scent of the girl behind her. Her jaw clentched out of curiousity, her back arching and her legs bending only slightly. Within an instant she pushed off the ground with great forced and lifted into the tree's beside her, nimble feet carrying her over the branches and back towards the girl. Remarkabley almost no sound at all resulted in her movements, her weight being shifted with every step to make her ware about unknown.
With one last push off the ball of her foot she landed on a thick branch, hidden by the thick leaves of the tree. She slipped around the tree trunk and cocked her head to the side, examining the girl with keen eyes. She took in her every detail, noting the spear in her hand and the fur upon her body. The aoura she gave off was clearly human, with just a hint of something else. She wasn't weak, but she was not very strong. Tiger blinked once and crouched down a little farther, hoping to try and tap into her mind to try and detect what she was. Without even considering it, she realized it must be magic. She held no signs of being a demon, she was not pale like a vampire, she was simply human. Tiger smirked a bit, oddly having no desire to hurt the girl but merely to study her, test her scenses in a way she supposed. She wondered how long it would take for her to realize she was being watched.
Tiger did not need blood, she was set for the night, so instead of harming the girl she would only watch her, greet her if the time came to pass. She wondered if that would even happen, her knowledge on humans making her wonder. She shifted a bit on the branch and slipped to a lower one, making sure that she did not brush against any of the other branches so she would not draw attention to herself.
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 11:44 pm
The forest being eerily silent, she opened her mind to the animals so she might have some companionship. Something was making her hair stand on end, but she couldn't quite place what. Asking with her mind, she found that the owls and the hawks did not know what it could be, so she tried to convince herself it was not real. After all, if hawks and owls could not see it, how could it be there, whatever it was that made her feel so uneasy.
Continuing along the path, she still felt that haunting sense that someone was watching her, and she thought if she didn't find out what it was, she might go mad. Finally, she stopped herself in her tracks and steeled herself for a look to her left. Nothing there. What would she have done if there had been something? Carefully turning her head to the right, she caught sight of the golden eyes in the hear darkness. Her own hazel eyes shot open wide for a moment, her heart racing.
"Who goes there?" she asked, sounding more confident than she was. She'd somehow managed to change her expression from one of fear to one of nonchalance. It was a difficult task she had mastered after years of decieving her elders. "Are you friend? Or are you foe?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 12:03 am
The smirk upon her face grew wider, reveiling the jagged molars that dwelled within. They were inhumanly, but not so inhuman that they did not match the rest of her teeth, which were rather straight.
She was proud of this human, she was almost positive she wasn't as stupid as most of their kind. Out of habit she lifted her clawed hand and ran it down the side of the tree trunk, causing an ear splitting scrapping to sound from beneath her nails. A low, provokative chuckle escaped her throat, Tiger standing up on the branch and walking along it with silent steps. She was still hidden within the shadows, her eyes the only thing visable.
"It depends on what you make of me, mortal."
She hissed slyly, obviously trying to provoke the girl. She had no intentions on fighting her, but her golden hues remained glued to the girls eyes, showing no vulnerability. Without a sound she jumped from the tree and landed not six feet from the girl, landing in a crouch before rising to full height. She stood at about five feet nine inches, not including the boots of course. She looked down upon the girl with souless golden hues, observing her with curiousity while stepping closer. Her thick black tail caused dust to stir in it's wake, all the while Tiger approaching the girl with silent steps.
"What buisness to do you have being in my forest?"
She asked, her voice stern with a mystic jump to it. It was almost seductive, her voice, lulling almost anyone that heard it into a state of calmness. The mystic touch faded gradually as she spoke, Tiger wanting to test the girls patience before gaining her trust.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 7:14 pm
Haukea watched the shadows, and was apalled to see that she could see nothing moving but the eyes. If she hadn't been able to see those golden glimmers, she would have easily lost track of the being amongst the shadows. This was a thought which slightly unnerved her, but no moreso than the corpse and the skeleton in the clearing had. Listening to the statement, she thought for a brief moment before responding, since she did not know who or what she spoke to.
"I would certainly not make an enemy of you," she finally said in a very calculated voice. When the tall young woman appeared, she seemed a bit confused, but remained calm and collected. She wasn't about to lose her cool just yet and get herself into anything. Although this looked like an average human, Haukea could sense that this was certainly not the case. There was a great amount of power radiating from her.
"I'm merely a traveler," she said in response to the question. There was sweat trickling down her back, even though she felt so calm when the woman had spoken. "I come from the mountains and I've brought no ill with me, only my person, my magic, and my weapons for food. I'm passing through on my journey, is all." Although she would have liked to stay in the forest for the night, it seemed obvious that this was no longer a good idea. She did not like to think of what had created the mess further up the path.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 7:44 pm
Her hightened empathy picked up the girls hidden fear, the coy smile fading a bit as she could smell the sweat slipping down her back. With easy steps she circled the girl, looking her from head to toe and noting her height. The girl reminded her of herself, before she was 'captured' that is. Strong willed when faced with danger but always aware of the tiny bit of fear that hid within. Tiger smirked a bit, her slow steps and keen eyes looking as if they had sharpened within those quick seconds.
"Rather small aren't we. But you are not as you appear, are you human?"
She said with an easy tone. She rolled her shoulders out of habit and listened to her joints crack, the tip of her thick black tail flicking ever so slightly as she did so. She listened to the girls statement, finding she was truthful in her word and everting her eyes towards the Inn. It's thick straw roof poked out above the trees, it was about half a mile off. The light it radiated was heavenly, a welcome mat for any weary travel. She smiled lightly, proud of the comfortable establishment, before turning her attention back to the girl, her deep golden hues glinting sinisterly in the musty moonlight as she stoped to the left of the girl. She was no more than two feet away, looking down on her with subconsious intensity, waiting for her reply as she quietly wondered what the girls magic beheld.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 8:00 pm
Haukea noted the small twitch, and her keen eyes flicked to the tail and then back at the woman's face. So she wasn't human after all; that was an interesting development. Seeing the being's eyes flick towards something in the distance, she stole a brief glance, without the movement of her head. An inn rested in the distance. Perhaps she would be able to stay for the night, with such an establishment nearby. However, she would first have to make it through this situation alive, without angering whatever creature she spoke to. For someone who is easily angered themselves, this was certainly a difficult task.
"I am small, but I am not weak," she said, still sounding calm, despite the slight anger which welled in the back of her throat. Why did everyone seem to want to point out that she was short? She had made sure not to sound as though she thought herself stronger than this being, since she wasn't all that sure she was. "And I am human. I am as I am. All that I have which is not human is my magic, which is earned from my great ancestors."
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