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Date Posted: 21:22:26 02/07/03 Fri
Author: MacKenzie
Subject: Jolceamaillee

Name:Jolceamaillee (ancient irish.. means:light on rough seas)
Nickname: Jacea
Age:4
Type:watershifter, main form: mare
Color(s):rosetip, pearly white...sometimes..
Gender:female
Picture (if you have one):im new here... im not quite sure how to post this.... if anyone can give me some advice i would be very grateful
Personality: My player is a published poet and short story author who will be very descriptive and mature, not to metion loyal to the game.
Description: Distubed by some misty sense of foreboding, sleep didnt find you last night.You stumble into the lonely woods, and you are almost drowned by the stong morning mist. Wondering if you are still in a dream, you stare blankly down at your feet which are going foward on their own, in a strage sleepy pace. You emerge from the wood to a lake, where the cool, uneasy breeze cradles your face, and yet, you will not sleep. The gold thread of daybreak has barely inched its way up the horizon, as if it has paused to observe the meditianal mood of the morning. The sea is unusually restless, pregnant with confusion.A rush of whispers surround you in a beautiful song... the tide suddenly pludges foward in a body of its own, and a warm breath, smelling of sweet beach grass touches your back, you arent scared. You normally would be scared, but something about this dreamlike, hazy morning makes you unusally comforable. You are dimly aware of someone behind your shoulder and you turn around, drawn, transfixed to the something behind you.... you find yourself looking into the ocean blue eyes of a seafoam white colored mare.. something about how she stand makes you think of how graceful she is.. her rose petal white body is fluid.... like she was born from the waves at your feet. --Im new to this rpg, any direction you can give me to where i should live, what i should do, etc. would be overwhelmingly appreciated!

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