[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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