A white unicorn enters, her eyes a reflective silver, shifting with different levels of intensity reagarding her moods. Presently they remain a slightly-glassy grey.> -- The Mist

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Date Posted: 14:30:30 06/06/01 Wed
Author: Lyrina
Subject: A white unicorn enters, her eyes a reflective silver, shifting with different levels of intensity reagarding her moods. Presently they remain a slightly-glassy grey.>

Her pace slackens as she nears a small brook, babbling with the froth of life. She drops her finely-taperd nose to the cool water and takes a deep gulp, her horn gleaming very brightly. Hello. Her voice is light and tinkling, like the far-off melodies of the faerie people. I would like to stay here, for a while.
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Name: Lyrina
Nickname: She doesn't have one
Age: Very old, maybe 816, but her immortality keeps her youthful appearance strong.
Appearance: She is a slight mare, about 14 hands in height, with a glistening, diamondish horn protruding from her small forehead. One distinctive feature is, however, is that her hooves are not cloven, but solid like a horse's. They are as white as her ice-snow coat and very light.
Personality: Lyrina prefers to shroud herself in the utmost mystery, preventing emotion from leaking through her otherwise rather closed-off face. The simple response to any questions are often a sensual, mysteriously subtle smile that lingers lightly on her lips before fading away gradually. She rarely speaks, and when she does, it is only in the rarest of occurances. She dislikes fighting and bloodshed for she thinks it is for the weak and simple-minded. She prefers intellectual challenges that strengthen the mind and cleanse the soul, rather than one that chalks up on the sin. She will fight, however, if it is a desperate situation, or to uphold the honor of any loved ones. She is quite indifferent to arguments and tries to avoid them.

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*Raises an eyebrow & snorts in annoyance* I'll try & be nice, but I'm very pissed at all this right now. -- Jakyra, 14:55:10 06/06/01 Wed
- "Bows to Lyrina" Hello Lyrina. (OCC: Jakyra, I asked the owner and she said she gave her permission to make the uni) "He faces Jakyra" My upmost apoligies m'lady. "He trots away to get a drink from the cool water" (NT) -- Blue Star, 15:14:07 06/06/01 Wed
  - OOC:1-DON'T EVER CALL ME M'LADY! U HAVE NO IDEA HOW PRISSY THAT SOUNDS TO ME!BIC: What ever. I'm just going to check since, you do have to join on the joining board, not just in the TT. (NT) -- Jakyra, 19:18:28 06/06/01 Wed
- Hello Lyrina.Did you ask the owner for permission to make a unicorn?You must have permsiion first. -- Snow Star, 17:11:27 06/06/01 Wed