[ A second take at this, since no one joined the first time, but with a few changes. 'Tis a simple fantasy rp, anyone may join. And please do this time. (: My character for this can be seen here --> http://arwen-undomiel.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=4701 second to the last one.]



[font=Arial, sans-serif] Not a faint sound could be heard in that desolate grove, save for the soft hum of early summer, and the soft trickling of the creek that trailed in and out of trees, those few having been naturally formed into a spacy archway at the base, seeming to give the look of legs. It was mystifying.

The earth seemed to be blanketed with sheets of fallen flower petals, all of different color, and of leaves. The cherry blossoms had past their season of bloom, but seemed more beautiful than ever. A haze had taken over the grounds, not a sticky wet mist, but a odorless condensed smoke, only showing when the shafts of sunlight poured through the tree's intricate canopy of branches and leaves. And what a sight it was, to look upon the underbelly of those trees...

It was the perfect place.

Celeste notched an arrow to her bow, her whole form completely hidden amongst the tall green undergrowth and branches of low trees. Yards away, her target drank from the creek, it's graceful neck bowed at such an angle the beauty of the scene was made timeless. She waited with much patience, her mind fixed on the deer and nothing else...
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Name: Rhavaniel
Race: High Elf
Age: N/A
Gender: Female
Hair: raven black
Eyes: shimmering green
Occupation : High Archress of the realm, princess (sounds awfull^^)
Weapons: A bow, arrows with green and gold feathers, and the sword of her father
Looks:
Tall with long raven hair. She has sea-green eyes and a pale complexion. Rhavaniel wears mostly green tunics and lofty white shirts, offten with a short white skirt

Personality: Hot tempered, protective, loyal, helpfull, secretive, arrogant

History : Her father was a ruler of the dark elves and had very straight forward ideas to her upbringing, he was assasinated though, and her mother ruled alone, teaching her daughter how to become a lady. Her twin brothers Megli and Orodreth secretly taught her swordsplay and archery. Soon after, her mother was called away to a distant land, and never returned. Megli became ruler, and made her high archress.

Other : A knack for wandering off, and getting he4rself into trouble.
Pic : http://www.keirapictures.com/albums/Cap ... VD_175.jpg

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

Rhan's horse burst into the clearing, and arropw piercing the deer's heart. It crumpeld and fell. it would not have felt a thing. She dismounted, and slung her bow over her back. The black stallion reared its shaggy neck, and snorted loudly, amber eyes flicked around the scenery. A change from riding a dragon the elf thought, gently dislodging the arrow. But this should keep the great lizard happy. She smiled to herself. the drgon was about as tall as a horse, and twice as long. His name was Cayo, and he was off practising fling at the moment, his grey scales being mistaken for clouds everywhere.

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Name: Vharia Darkmantle
Gender: female
Age: appears 25
Race: succubus

Appearance: lithe, slim; long black curls; full crimson lips; black leather bodice and tight black pants; black wings

Personality: seductive and manipulative when she needs to be; secretive and can be haughty

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[ Forgive my ignorance, LDM, but what the heck is a succubus?]


[font=Arial, sans-serif] Halfly out of aggrivation, halfly out of shock, she released the arrow after the woman made her presence. It narrowly missed the Elf's head as it flew passed her ear and embedded itself in the tree behind her. Cursing inwardly, Celeste stepped forth into the clearing, a shaft of light cascading down 'pon her whole form, seeming to give her a heavenly glow.

Another arrow was immediately notched to her bow and she leveled it with precise aim the Elf's neck. Holding it steady, the centaur peered down at her through narrowed eyes.

" What are you doing in my forest?"[/font]

Rhan looked at the centaur calmly "Since when is it your forest? When last I looked, this was free land."

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Succubus is a female demon.... that I at least know.. hmh..

might I join too?

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

( can i join?

Name: iruna
age: unknown, rather old, btu appears to be 15 or so
gender: female
race: fairy

appearance: pale skin, black hair/eyes. she's abotu 4'5" and her wings are tranlucent black and have silver liens runnign through them. she wears a typical fairy dress (short that's torn(sorta) at the bottom and no shoes)

personality: she's usually quiet, beign what is called a 'shadow fairy' however she can call up on any of teh elements if she wants, but prefers not to be violent, which si odd for a shadow fairy.

this ok?)

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Vharia hunched down against the cold, her black wings furling and enfolding her. The ropes that bound her were strong, and even her demon magic could not pull them loose. She sighed and peered at her centaur captors from beneath her long lashes. It had been days since they had caught her in their forests, and so far all her guards had been impervious to her charm. They shifted regularly, and no doubt this one would be no different.

Pouting inwardly, she smiled. What else did she have to occupy her? It always helped to indulge in a little fun now and then....

"What do you plan to do to me?" she asked her sentry.

The centaur turned towards her and quickly turned away.

Couldn't a girl get any respite around here? She stretched languidly. "What? Frightened?"

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[ Eh..I was going to be the 'lone centaur,' but I suppose I can be somewhat affiliated with a kinship. Anyone can join, yes.]


[font=Arial, sans-serif] Her hand did not flinch from the arrow, instead she raised the aim slowly between the Elf's eyes. Celeste answered darkly," You must be blind, Elf. This grove and the forest it's in belongs to me. What's your business?" [/font]

The centaur flicked an irritated glance at her but kept his mouth shut.

Vharia threw back her head prettily. "What do you do for fun around here? Stargazing is such a bore."

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Rhan laughed lazily "Why do you demand answers from me? It's not your place. But I will leave 'your' forest then, miss. I had only need for food for Cayo." she bit her lip hard, and wished she had stayed silent.

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Iruna flew through the forest, and stopped when she came upon a centuar and an elf. Iruna landed lightly on a branch, then used her pwoers to make herself a little taller, about 5 feet tall. the branch could still her her slight weight. She looked between the two silently, as they seeemd to be angry with each other.

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[font=Arial, sans-serif] Her clench tightened around the bow as the Elf replied, but her attention was diverted when she caught the glance of a flying figure land on a branch from the corner of her eyes.

Realizing it was nothing other than a mere fairy, Celeste's obsidian optics darted back to the Elf dangerously. She knew that the other's would no more tolerate an arrogant Elf in her woods as much as herself, and she wasted no time calling for them.

Keeping her aim steady on the She-Elf, she called out calmly.

" Syrin!"

A male centaur stepped forth from the trees with jaw-length chester brown hair, and an eight-foot spear in one hand. Nodding to the female in the white buckskin vest, he soundlessly advanced forward towards the Elf and in one fluid-like motion, he raised the opposite end of his spear and hit her sqaure in the head with one swift solid blow; knocking her unconcious. Syrin quickly tossed his spear to Celeste behind him, and caught the Elf before she could fall.

Slinging the bow back over her shoulder, she gazed at the stream absently, speaking to Syrin. " Take her to the rest.."

Every year it was the same thing. Wanderers would travel into the forest. Get lost. Others knew where they were, and were guilty of their actions. Every year a new addition would be added to the growing congregation of captives, and once a year they'd all be led out safely, depending on their visit. If it was your first time, you'd be taken out, no harm done. However the same could not be said for those who repeated their offenses. Penalties were harsh for hunters and frequent travelers. Nevertheless, that day to unload the captive was today.

Celeste took one last look up at the fairy, and nodded in simple greeting. She then followed Syrin back to the rest of the group, using his spear as a walking stick.[/font]

Name: Armansûl
Age: Unknown
Race: Human/Lich

Appreance: His flesh has a slight green on it and it looks diseased, he has green eyes with a small glow in them and his hair long and grey that reach his shoulders, but they are usually within his hood.

Equipment: Cloths himself in black and wears his tight hood on at all times, he has a scraf in front of his mouth only showing his eyes and their surroundings from the cover of the hood. Has a staff with a crystal on top of ot held by 4 small things that remind of roots and has a dagger on his belt, the dagger is almost like a short sword and has a red ruby on the handle.

Skills/ History: Once in life he was a powerful sorcerer, but he began studying the black arts and was seen as a threat by many mages, he was defeated with the help of many mages, but what they couldn`t predict was that he continued living a cursed life later on since they had kept his body intact and his magical powers were still strong in him. Arman(as he is always called) wasn`t rash and never wanted to choose that path of revenge so he hid away into the forests of the world disappearing to study and develop his skills of nercomancy....

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Armansûl walked past the tree`s as he walways did, with the cover of his spell he was invisible and always followed the movement of the othercreatures of the forest. He himself had found a suitable cave near the moutain roots, which were covered with forest and there he had practised his skills for many tormented years. He didn`t need food or drink, only his power kept his tormented body and soul going on.

Normally he walked around, but this time he stopped to inspect a rather interesting look. A demon, a succubus to be exact. He had read about demons on numerous occasions, but wasn`t really up to summoning them nor serving such creatures. He walked about 6 feet away from the chained creature and sat down to inspect the situation out of curiosity.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Iruna's curiousity went up, as the Centaurs left. she shrunk down to about half a foot and began to follow the female Centuar.

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