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...x...character actions...x...
...x...lone maiden enters the unfamiliar lands.Gaze directed forwards, yet senses alert and keen for possible danger.Sitting side-saddle upon the lovely mount she rode with ease.Beside her and the horse two dogs padded along.What a sight to look upon was she.Pleasing to the eye.But within she held such sorrow.And her bitterness cannot be denied.Thoughts drifted into her minds and many were blockedd out.An air of cockiness and mischeif was about her.Her tongue was always quick to lash out at any who dared to approach her.Many stories of heartache, pain and agony this young woman could tell you.If one but would listen to her bleeding and crying heart...x...
...x...and so the foursome continued on, on towards the inn.Hopefully there would be a room and stable available.They each were famished from the long journey.But truly their journey was just beginning.For now she had her freedom which she so passionantly fought for.But now that she had it, how did she manage it? She had been bound by chains all her life.Forced into a society which she hated.True, it wasn't your typical chains and prisons.In fact, many would call it a pleasing and comfortable lifestyle.But to Shyanne it was truly worse than physical torture could ever be...x...
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...x...psalm...x...
Remember my child,
First looks can be deceiving...
First impressions can be intriguing...
But a snake is always a snake...
And a bite always a bite...
Remember my child,
This warning I tried to give to thee...
Beware this ones presences...
And from her thoughts ever flee...
For she is the deceiver...
Don't you be the believer...
Remember my child,
Quick to anger, she shows no mercy...
Her judgement is hasty to fall...
And her trust is never earned...
Her compassion is merely imagined...
She will be your downfall...
So, remember my child this,
Don't fall into her trap...
Don't become hypnotized...
Don't become mesmerized...
Only to be sacrificed...
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...x...traits...x...
.title:Shyanne Baggins
.age:merely nineteen
.stance:5'5
.race:humankind
.foreigner am I.
.hair:see picture
.gender:should be obvious
.persona:you shall see...
.history:if you make the effort to ask perhaps it will be told...
.occupation:undecided...
.creatures brought:horse and two dogs.
...x...equine's stats...x...
.title:bitter-sweetness
.gender:mare
.age:four years
.heritage:Lusitano
.stance:17 hands
.painted:Chocolate
...x...first canine's stats...x...
.title:Ibliis
.gender:male
.age:two years
.heritage:Italian greyhound
.painted:blue/grey
...x...second canine's stats...x...
.title:Mukhamal
.gender:male
.age:two years
.heritage:Italian greyhound
.painted:black
...x...note...x...
.both dogs are brothers from the same litter.
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mare -- unknamed, 21:55:55 01/20/03 Mon
She stands still, looking about the city, she is afraid, but stands still the only sighn of her fear is her tightened muscles. She waits wondering what will happen next, and if anyone would take the saddle and briddle off of her.
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{ enters } -- Alaina, 17:02:28 01/19/03 Sun
{ Elven maiden advanced into the broken city. Crumbled pillars and ruined buildings lay before her, yet elegant one continued further into the city's soul. As she walked, her emerald ensemble transformed into a silken gown, the hue of roses which surrounded her. Locks converted from ebony to auburn as slender figure sustained her step. She hoped to find transportation and provisions before continuing her journey to Sylvanestri. }
http://www.jonathonart.com/guin-x.jpg
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Enters -- Aust, 16:13:25 01/04/03 Sat
You see a dark figure stride forth from the shadows. He is an Elvish drow in a hooded cloak of great value, Clasped by a design of two hawk intertwined by a gold inlay. His boots are of elvish design and soft leather. His pants are almost skin tight also leather .Through his cloak his armor is visible, it is very generic studded leather . He has no visible weapons. He pulls back the hood of his cloak, revealing his long White hair, and pointed ears. He surveys the area, returns his hood, and heads into An'kor city.
Race: Elf (Drow)
Height: 6'4"
Age: 145
Weight: 132
Personality: Dark, and Quiet, keeps to him self.
History: unknown
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*Enters* -- Eldric Hollimion, 23:29:48 01/02/03 Thu
You see a strangly acting man walk into an'kor, he is clothed in a normal travelers outfit(A shirt, a pair of worn pants, a heavy belt with various pouches, a jacket, a robe, and hiking boots), he has a lute straped on his back and a longsword in his belt. All that he owns looks cheap exept for his lute, and his ale that takes up more than half of his belt, and maybe half of his backpack. His sword looks like a normal longsword, and his pouches that are not filled with ale are filled with trail rations, gold coins, tent spikes, flint and steel, and other various items.
This young half-elven bard falls to the ground, he looks like he is out cold. those who walk near him smell a strong smell of alchohol.
You take one last glance at this drunken bard. His face is more slender than a human but not of an elf, like any other half-elf. His long brown hair in a mess all over his face.
After long time you see his semi-almond shaped eyes suddenly open. He gets up and looks around bluntly, then shrugges and takes out a small flask and stares in amazement.
Name: Eldric Hollimion
Age: 30 for a human
Race: Half-elf
Height: 6'
Weight: 130 lbs.
Personality: He loves to have fun and tries to make everything fun. He loves a good song and a mug(or a keg) of good ale. He tries not to get drunk often but sometimes likes ale a bit to much.(he is the fool)
History: He had a hard life as a child. He worked on a poor farm with a sister, mother , and father, always striving for even a copper piece. Later he came back to his home from a time spent with his realatives and found his farm (and the rest of the small villige) pilleged by a band of orcs. This started his drinking which grew a little as he aged. He neaded money so he started adventuring and found himself here.
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Enters -- Faralos, 13:57:38 12/18/02 Wed
A young man walks into the streets, his green metal platemail glistening is the bright sun above the city. His platemail is died a suttle greenish tent and has leaves of metal for the plates. This platemail has purely silver glistening chainmail under it made of, what looks like mythril. This man has no helm so you see his brownish blond hair. His sleek, young, elven face turns slowly as his glistening, brown, almond shaped eyes look at his surroundings. You see at his side is an elven sheath with a sword inside. It's hilt has a handgard that is tented the same green as his plate armor. It is also in the same leaf-lke shape as his armor. Even though he has a sword and plate mail you can tell this elf is also magelike. He has a mage staff he is leaning on. It is a long pole with srings of leaves, acorns, and the ocaional symbol of his goddess, goddess of the forest,carved into it. It also has a stone for each element embeded in it.
He walks up to the one calling for help in building houses.
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* entrance * -- Sara Rose, 17:27:54 12/17/02 Tue
She entered the premise of An'Kor city. Her first stop was at small shop. It was here that she purchased a new garment to wear...a short, white dress, decorated with tiny flowers. Blonde tendrils let down to rest on her shoulders; she advanced slowly towards the stable. She was in need of a new mount.
http://www.geocities.com/luna-goddess/character.html
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* entrance * -- Sara Rose, 17:24:34 12/17/02 Tue
She entered the premise of An'Kor city. Her first stop was at small shop. It was here that she purchased a new garment to wear...a short, white dress, decorated with tiny flowers. Blonde tendrils let down to rest on her shoulders; she advanced slowly towards the stable. She was in need of a new mount.
http://www.geocities.com/luna-goddess/character.html
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Running away from the healer with the blind fear of a long gone event.. -- Abused warstallion without a name, 15:44:10 12/17/02 Tue
he runs stubbling and in pains from the wounds he reopened in his blind flight. the pain increase his panicand his speed. As he flow away he tripped over a low fence and went down hard. He groaned in pain as he tried to right himself. but his legs got tangled in to fence and he paniced once more...
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*Dark devil enters* -- Arsinoe, 20:55:52 12/06/02 Fri
~The dark woman enters. She's been considered a changeling all her life but didn't fit in with any of the clans here. The feathers on her arms prevented that but she had taken on many qualitys of an eagle or hawk. It didn't matter, clip her wings and she was just a human. She considers her roads and sets off.~
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*Enters* -- Aristophana, 20:31:41 12/06/02 Fri
~A slim shadow in the dark she enters proudly. She chooses her path carefully looking to no one for help.~
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Paws ground -- no name, 14:26:11 12/05/02 Thu
She paws the ground, wanting to move, to run. She waits to see if anyone would claim her, if she could find anyone who would not hurt her.
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Walks in and pulls her heavy green velvet cloak about her tighly... -- Raven, 12:39:00 11/30/02 Sat
Pulling her cloak to her slim body she walks on not knowly where to go...was there no one about? She looks hugerly around and sniffs down a tear. She had been in worst predictaments before why cry now? pulling up her hood she leans on a large rock. and rests.
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travel -- Corwyn Firebird, 14:26:40 11/28/02 Thu
The young woman reaches An'kor City, and pauses in front of the stables, debating whether or not to go in. Deciding against it, she starts off along the NOrthern Road.
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|| Stalker || -- 'BlackBird', 12:04:54 11/28/02 Thu
...Cloaked femme shifts silently unto town, jet black tresses hastely brushes back, silent footing masks she, emerald eyes dart round, bow slung o'er slim shoulder she makes her way through the heartland seeking company...
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--------- -- Nirvelli, 10:12:37 11/18/02 Mon
ooc: war stallion, reply up at the top 'cos it's getting harder and harder down the bottom!
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silent -- Belle, 15:20:03 11/14/02 Thu
she sat silent for a little while the spoke quietly..."Dru?"
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Turns around... -- Elliot, 13:20:29 11/13/02 Wed
...from fastening the bag on his saddle. He steps towards Kate.
"And if someone was to ask you?"
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exits the inn -- El, 00:15:06 11/11/02 Mon
And waits for Kate.
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entrance -- Akari, 07:12:14 11/08/02 Fri
Striding softly into An'kor City, she looks around, a pleased rumble coming from her throat when she sees the armory. Dark furred limbs carry her there swiftly, and she enters the building.
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....DARK.... -- Sar'moran, 18:46:44 11/06/02 Wed
Heads to the Western Road.
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Belle -- Dru, 20:58:12 11/04/02 Mon
He smiled and kissed the tip of her ear "Don't worry" he said and smiled
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{STRIDE} -- Vanolimel, 15:31:12 11/04/02 Mon
Comes out of the Healers and heads for the Clothe Shoppe, she looks down at her riped cloths and she had seemed to of lost her cloak.
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Destination -- Guin, 12:00:42 11/03/02 Sun
Exiting the blacksmith's, purchases in hand, she made her way to the Dark Moon Academy...
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Enters.. -- re'an, 16:25:32 11/02/02 Sat
Re-enters on her snow coloured mare. Her head down, shadowed with her cloak. She continues down the Western Road.
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{STRIDE} -- Vanolimel, 00:27:03 11/02/02 Sat
She stumbled, the cloak on her shouldersfalling as she falls to the ground, holding her side, blood staining her white dress. How she wishs to be with her cousin now. But she was strong enough and had come far. He saw the healer house through blured vision and made her way towards it.
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{hiss} -- Cameo, 13:40:48 10/31/02 Thu
{the black clad Jadu Mage prowled through the area, his only intention to travel. perhaps later he'd return to the An'kor City area, but at the moment his only desire was to reach his destination, and so he started off along the Western Road}
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Enters the City -- Elliot, 20:59:35 10/29/02 Tue
Behind him the five horsedrawn carts come to a halt. He dismounts his steed, his cloths are of perfect white linnen. In is terban is a crisp red feather. He looks around, where can he set up his shop?
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Exits... -- re'an, 20:20:46 10/29/02 Tue
...the stables sitting upon a pure white mare. Her elven cloak still hiding her identity. She has one desire. She travels the Northen Road.
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Enters.. -- re'an, 23:27:50 10/28/02 Mon
Enters from a land unknown, this place is unfamiler to her. She stands searching the land with her elven eyes for something that could make her feel more alive. She needs a horse for her travels, so she enters the stables...numb.
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Enters -- Illyana, 22:09:39 10/28/02 Mon
Over her is draped a dark cloak. She looks around, where has she been? Underneath her all seeing eyes search. She enters the Healers, escaping from the dark and tormented weather
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Brief -- Guin, 17:30:18 10/28/02 Mon
The assassin quickly strides through town, departing the horse traders and entering the blacksmith's...
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Walks out of Traven with Belle -- Dru, 22:48:14 10/26/02 Sat
He walks out of the Traven with Belle hand-in-hand,and looks around for his steed
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enter -- Beau, Blake, and Veleria, 13:18:32 10/26/02 Sat
Blue eyes darted back to his brother, he lifted a hand that signaled for the group to follow, as he headed to the Souther Road.. He ran a tanned hand through his raven hair, sighing in relief. They had made it...at last.
Blake....the youngest male of the family glanced ahead of his sister to the area beyond he clutched the dagger in his free hand who knos when he'f have to use it. His sense were aware of everything...noting every sound ...accept some..
The youngest of the sibling..the only female glanced at the horses they were riding...they were getting tired...She hoped they would reach their destination soon. Her eyes were eager to end this journey..following her brother..Beau..why Blake followed behind..though one was missing of these three..never to be seen again.
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Mare enters wild-eyed -- no name, 18:21:51 10/22/02 Tue
Black frieshian mare gallops up to the city then stops and rears screaming her warning to any who would dare to come up to her. She lands and you notice the English-style saddle and bridle that were still on her, though the reins had been torn. She stares around unwilling to turn back, yet afraid to move foward either.
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bells -- Sabriel, 14:50:08 10/22/02 Tue
woman exits the tavern, her questions unanswered.
It was good to be away from the hustly, for she was not one to love it. too much.
bobbed black tresses frame pallid face, lips a thin line, full of serious nature.
her purposeful stride carry her to the stables.
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