[font=Arial, sans-serif]I'm going to try a new RP, since my first one didn't seem to go to well.

No godmoding, powerplaying, or profanity! All else is welcome!

Arigatou Gozaimasu!

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[color=brown]Full Name: DawnHawke "Diavoné" Ranathen

Age: 16 (Appears older)

Race: Ontari with a tinge of elf blood

Guardian: Danikami, an Ice/Earth Wolf

Companion: Iruwei, a small faerie sprite.

Weapons: Four throwing daggers / A bow and arrow

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Appearance: Diavoné was not necessarily well-built nor was she skinny. Around her eyes were circles of sun-kissed skin, standing out against her rather pallid complexion. Her hair was unlike most of her kin, it was long and thick, yet silky smooth and silver. And her most unusual trademark was that resting atop her head were a pair of white fox ears, tinged with a fiery, icy blue along the edges. She wore white, feathered earrings, barely visible against the hue of her hair. Her hair fell all the way down to her midback, tied in a maroon red ribbon at the bottom, a single crystal blue streak on the left side of her head. A black mantle was placed over her shirt, but at the shoulder it was slitted, revealing a bright golden fabric beneath the dark shirt and black pants were tied securely to her waist by a belt, yet it was strange in it's fashion because it almost resembled a piece of rope. And brown sandals scuffed up dirt as she walked against the soft, yet dry earth. Her hands remained clenched at her sides most of the time, hiding her fox-like claws. Her left eye was icy blue and her right eye was a crimson, bloody red.

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Diavoné ambled aimlessly along the forest trail, her eyes remained fixated upon the village that resided at the forest roof, although hidden from sight to the enemy's eye. Danikami gave her master a gentle nudge and then let out a short growl while Iruwei flew to her shoulder.
"What is it, Diavoné?" she asked, but Diavoné never answered. "Why are you so sad?" she asked again.
"It is a shadow of the heart, that you may never understand, my dear Iruwei..." Diavoné smiled beningly at her friend and then was silent once more, her fingers fiddled along the string of her bow, as if anticipating some attack, but Danikami was unmoved, which probably meant she was being paranoid. [/font]

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My fu is better than your fu!
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Jesus: *Pokes Satan* Is it...Alive?

[OOC: Could I ask what the plot and setting are? I would love to join, I just want to know what type of charrie to use. ]

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

(Basically, Diavone's just feeling a bit lonely. Araniel, who is my main charrie is always wandering *hence my name* and is never in one place for too long. And Diavone's just patrolling the border of her home, when creatures come out and attack her... yeah.... *cough* The setting's in a forest)

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My fu is better than your fu!
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Jesus: *Pokes Satan* Is it...Alive?

Okies, ready to join now

Name: Mirima Calaelen(bet ya didn't see that one coming)
Race: Elf
Age: Unknown, but over 1000
Appearance: Blue eyes, long brown hair, fair skin.
Companions: A white horse named Illith.
Powers: Telepathic.
Weapons: Lothlorien bow and quiver of arrows, a short, elegant Elven sword.
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Illith jogged along the trail, leading himself carefully between the trees. His rider, a fair Elf maiden, was immersed in a large map. Looking up, she spotted her destination. She folded the map, drew her hood over her head, and took the reins once more, eager for her long journey to be over.

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

I'll join, too!

Name: Isashaen Varunia
Age: younger than hundred, older than 50
Appearance: dark skin, olive-coloured hair (sounds weird, I know), green eyes
Race: elf (d-uh)
Companions: falcon Mialla, a wolf Esmeralda
Weapons: 6 daggers and two curved swords strapped to her back
Powers: telepathic
Religion: wood-priestess of the Great Mother


Isashaen was lost. She admitted that to herself readily, cursing herself for her lacking concentration. She was on her way to the-Lady-knew-where, sent by her Clan-Eldest and muddy up to her knees. Then she saw the glimmer of metal ahead.

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Mae hen wlad fy nhadau ...

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((Welcome! Araniel seems to have disappeared for a little while, but I don't think she will mind if we keep it up.))

Mirima was rather off her guard for an Elf today, she was feeling somewhat safe after such an uneventful journey. Suddenly, she felt a presence in the woods somewhere nearby, and all of her senses snapped to the alert.

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

Isashaen watched the Elven guard. She had to risk showing herself. It wouldn't do much good if she drowned in some unkown mud-puddle! Slowly she stood up, carefully showing that her hands were empty. "Could you tell me where I am, please?", she asked the tall guard ahead.

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Mae hen wlad fy nhadau ...

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((You do mean me, right? ))

Mirima pulled Illith to a stop and trained her armed bow at the voice before seeing the strange figure in the shadows. An Elf, certainly, but not one from around here. Not releasing her grip or aim on the bow, she answered, "State your name and business here, stranger, and perhaps I will consider assisting you." She inwardly rolled her eyes, Yeah, thats the way, sound all tough.

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

(hee hee, yes you!!)

"I am Isashaen Varunia, priestess of Our Lady of the Woods and on my way to the City of Trees, Xoldrai in our language."

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Mae hen wlad fy nhadau ...

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Mirima studies her for a moment, before lowering her weapon. "Very well, there is no lie in your eyes, I will believe you. Luckily, you are near to your destination, the City is just over this hill. That is the end of my journey as well."

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

"Could you show me the way? If you can speak in your mind I can fix the way inside mine!"

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I may not be perfect but at least I'm Welsh.
Mae hen wlad fy nhadau ...

Pm me for: !~+$?&

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She nodded and transmitted the directions telepathicly, That should be what you need. I hope to see you there soon.

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

Isashaen smiled. "Thank you, warrior. Honour to you and your kindness. But whom have I to thank?"

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I may not be perfect but at least I'm Welsh.
Mae hen wlad fy nhadau ...

Pm me for: !~+$?&

The bookmad A-U Gentlewoman



Formerly Arawn
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Mirima bowed as best you can on a horse. "I am the Lady Mirima Calaelen, daughter of Anarion of the Vadri kingdom. Yet, a mere traveller in these parts."

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

Isashaen bowed again and left the clearing. At least she now knew where she was going. "Come, Esmeralda!" she whispered to the grey wolf at her side. "We seek the village ... and erscue for our people!" The three companions moved noiselessly through the trees.

(OOC: What do we do now we've separated?)

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I may not be perfect but at least I'm Welsh.
Mae hen wlad fy nhadau ...

Pm me for: !~+$?&

The bookmad A-U Gentlewoman



Formerly Arawn
Banner by Elenriel Greenleaf

((Let's make our own way to the village. I really don't know where Araniel was planning to go with this, so we can just meet up again there.))

Mirima watched the strange girl disappear into the trees. For to Mirima, the Elf seemed young, no where near her 100th birthday. Returning her mind to the task at hand, she urged Illith into a lope towards the village.

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."