( Lightly based off InkHeart)
In the naormal world there was once a man who could 'read' charectors out of books, but he had to put another into the story.
He could bring out Aladin, from Aladdin and the Magical Lamp, Huck from The Adventures of Tom Sawyer,or any other charrector .
The thing was though he didn;t know when or where it would happen.
Our group of charries could have been sucked up into a story that has Faries, elves, trolls, giants, uincorns, and other mystical creatures.
Our groop would have been made up of charries from more classic books, assains, and almost normal people. Romance could happen , action, horror, but most of them are tring to find their way out of the story while others are falling in love with the land.


Ok here I am
Name: Carwyn the Fire Eaters Sucessor
Age: about 17
Hair: bright red ear length shaggy
Eyes: green like a live oaks shallowest leaves
dress: wears a mostly black outfit made out of heavy canvase
Attitude/ History: He is a little nosey. He likes to try and solve others problems and if he can use fire all the better. He was trained by Capricorn ( if you havn't read book its ok) from a young boy since he was brought out of a book about wizardy and nature. He is know to ' talk' to fire
Other:has a clouded leopard cub that is usually in his bag


Looks like this( the leopard): http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Cloudedleopard.jpg

ok so you can join!!

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

((One question - how could he be trained by Basta? Basta's terrified of fire. Anyway, I'll join, just give me time to come up w/ a bio ))

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( ack blak I had a brain fart there! I go fix!....and plus he just has those power thinger mirjigers)

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

Sounds cool! I'd like to join-I'll be thinking of a bio.

Definitely very interesting....... Will have to think of a bio......

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For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have everlasting Life. ~John 3:16~





~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

here's my charrie!

Name: Dreya
Age: 15
Appearance: Tall, very thin with hollow cheeks and a pointed chin. Her eyes sometimes look grey-green, sometimes dark blue. Dark brown hair, shoulder-length and wavy.
Personality: You'll find out!
History: Dreya grew up a peasant, helping her family work a rich landowner's farm.

ok come on people!!!!!

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

My character's gonna be named Lynna Vanderbilt, her hair is waist-length and dark red, and she has pale skin and ice-blue eyes. She comes from the normal world but has otherwordly powers....... There we go....... I'm not gonna set it all up....

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For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have everlasting Life. ~John 3:16~





~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

ok then .. hum if no one else wantsto start I will......))

Carwyn butted his way through the croud to hear Silvertounge read. Joy swept through his head as the words went through his ears. He saw the passages right before his eyes , the bright green trees, the deep blue sky, the creatures that were unlike anything he had ever seen in Italy. The scene became so vivid he felt as if he could touch it.. then ..he di.

All the story book elements fell away and Carwyn sttod in a grove of multi colored trees gaping at what had just happened.
" No!" he let out a strain of curse words .
" Not again!First from my pages of Elengard as a lad now this ! I don't even..." he looked around and fell silent a handful of people were now around him.

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

Dreya crept silently through the forest near her home, stalking a deer. Her bow had an arrow on the string, and her knife was ready in her belt. The deer paused, lifting it's head to sniff the wind. Dreya stopped at a half-crouch, waiting for the animal's next move. It started moving forward again at a slow pace. She followed. Suddenly the forest around her shifted.
She stood up and looked around in confusion, the deer forgotten. The forest was different, more colorful than anything she had seen before. She started as she saw a young man standing near her. She pulled the bowstring and pointed the arrow at him. "Who are you?" she asked.

Carwyn jumped back.
" i..," his voice shook, " I...am Carwyn" he saw her bow and drew his box of matches and a dagger with a cloth attached to its tip.
" Toche." he said as he sheathed the dagger again apparently unaffraid of any danger she presented

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

Dreya didn't lower her bow. "Where is this place, how did I get here?" she said. Her reflexes were tensed by the strange place and people.

Lynna was standing in the middle of a white room, her fists clenched. The walls around her were smoking and covered with a fine silt-like soot. A burned body lies in front of her, and blue flames still flicker in her eyes. The door bursts open to emit several white-coated men and women, when suddenly the world seems to turn upside down and she's standing in the middle of the woods, right between a bow and arrow-wielding woman and a guy with a knife. "Oh crap....." lol

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For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have everlasting Life. ~John 3:16~





~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

Dreya started as a woman appeared between her and the man. She jumped back a step, still holding the bowstring tight.

" Odd.... I thought you came from here...I don;t I just came here....like before.....darn. not again." Carwyn put his hand on his sack that was at his side . The bag stired and he remebered that Estra, his Clouded Leopard cub was in the bag.
He took the small wild cat out of the bag ,put her on a long leash and let her walk around and hunt in the bushes next to them

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

Dreya relaxed the bowstring, but still held on to it. "Where is 'here'?" she asked. "I was hunting near my house, but then was here suddenly."