Ａｒｒｉｖａｌ~ Posting is Welcomed!

[SkieNight]

~The Plot~
You longed for an adventure and your King and Queen longed for gold and riches. It was an agreement meant to be. So you and the others packed your bags and boarded the large ship that was to take you on an adventure of a lifetime. Waving goodbye to your family, the ship set sail off and your name was written down to be remembered through the rest of history. With your homeland behind you and riches beyond your wildest dreams just on the horizon you felt powerful like nothing could touch you. But oh how that feeling did change when a sudden tempest swirled in. The fierce winds blew you and the rest of the crew off course, and the violent ocean waves slaughtered the unbreakable ship, turning it to flimsy boards. When you finally opened your eyes you found yourself on solid ground, washed up and spared by the ocean that moments before had wished for your destruction. Looking around you realized that out of the entire crew it was just you and five other people. The six o you came together and built a small camp at the edge of a forest, just inland of where you crashed. Now the only question is, can the six of you survive in this new and bizarre land full of things you never ever imagined were real?


You were born in this land, the land the natives call Eldemore. Maybe you are a member of the Elvian race that hides in the depth of the forests, or an Avian that rules the sky hidden away in the kingdom of clouds, or maybe even a Wolf-kin that roams the hills. Whoever or whatever you are, you, your family, and your creatures call this land home. You know the way of Eldemore and the way of the creatures that live around you. Everything has its place in the order of life and you know what that order is and how you and everything else fit into that order. But in a single day, the very order of the land was thrown out of whack. A new race emerged on your beaches, made camp in your forest, and sat down laughing under your skies. These new creatures, new people, were nothing this land had ever experienced, they were magic-less. What you decide to do with this new threat is your choice. You could ignore them, and hope the land finds a way to rid itself of this infection, or you could deal with them yourself. The choice is all yours. And maybe their friendly, who knows?

~The Rules~
~All Eldemore rules apply
~As many characters as you can keep track of, for now 2 humans per person
~Feel free to post forms here or on the Discussion Thread, I'll see them either way
~You can play as a creature of Eld, just have one other character be it human, Elvian, Avian, or Wolf-kin
~For now, no Ancients
~Include everyone, always
~Anything that isn't forms/roleplaying on Discussion Thread
~At least five long sentences please **Example is at the bottom of the post
~When Roleplaying, use ((, {{, OOC for chatting.

Discussion Thread

~The Form~

Know that you are always free to use your own form or expand the form I offer you.
Human:

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**Example of some nice & not nice posts:

Erren looked at the elf and glared. "We aren't doing anything to you!" He said. The boy frowned. With a huff he turned and walked away. I can't believe her.

Erren's eyes hardened as he started down the Elvian girl, meeting her frown with a frown of his own. "We haven't done a thing to you." He spoke softly, and bitterly. Letting out a loud huff of air the young man spun his heels, turning his back to the Elvian. I can't believe her. Just the very thought made his blood boil, had his stomach twist. He marched back through the trees towards the camp, his arms balled at his sides in fists and his jaw locked. This was unacceptable.

[SkieNight]

~The Characters~

The Humans
~Amelia Corvyx| ♀ | Scar
~Open| ♀ |
~Hermina Duran | ♀ | Yonaka Kyoki Prince
~Erren Howell | ♂ | SkieNight
~Open ♂
~Open ♂

The Elvians
~Kallian von Klassram | ♂ | Chasing The Calling | Scar
~Ebony Sädi Riala Tinang | ♀ | Asteli | SkieNight
~here
~here

The Avians
~Eroica 'Dreamthief' Gruidae | ♂ | Yonaka Kyoki Prince
~Colombe Sanders | ♀ | frost flower;
~here

The Wolf-kin
~here
~here

Other Natives
~Kahina Amell | ♀ | Dulinth | Anders
~here

The Creatures
~Asteli | ♀Elkrin | Ebony Sädi Riala Tinang | SkieNight
~Chasing The Calling | ♂Elkrin | Kallian von Klassram | Scar
~Dulinth | ♂Rune Drake | Kahina Amell | Anders
~here

~Updates~
~2/4/15 - Skie began this silly project
~2/4/15 - Scar joined this silly project
~2/6/15 - Yonaka Kyoki Prince joined
~2/8/15 - Anders joined
~2/13/15 - frost flower; joined

~Other Info~
Weather: Early Summer/Late Spring | Late Morning
Fog is just clearing | A bit of wind on the plains & the beach
Where everyone is:
Erren Howell- The beach
Ebony Tinang & Asteli- Forrest
Eroica Dreamthief- The Sky
Hermina Duran- Eldemore Shores
Kahina Amell & Dulinth- Flying

[SkieNight]

Name:
Erren Howell
Age:
Nineteen
Gender:
Male
Race:
Human
Short Description:
He’s a shorter boy, only standing at around five feet seven inches (5’7”). His skin is a sun tanned (an occasionally sun burned) color from constantly being out side and moving about. To be honest the kind looks kind of weak, while he isn’t a stick and he doesn’t look scrawny, he doesn’t appear to be someone who can take on another in a fight. In truth, the boy is actually very fit and quite strong from carrying things and working and such, though he is definitely not the strongest person around. His messy brown hair seems to go in every direction, he doesn’t take good care of it, though with enough brushing he can really clean up and look quite dashing. His right eyes is a dark green, while his left eye seems to be almost faded because he is in fact blind in that eye.
Short Personality:
Erren is known for being a brash and confident young man, he speaks his min and doesn't tend to care what others think of it. His confidence, in both himself and others, can get to the point where it becomes risky, because as we know, everything goes his way exactly. He's a natural born leader, or at least likes to pretend he is, and tends to think that he knows everything about survival because he's lived out on the streets before. With a terrible habit of telling others what to do and how to do it, he can be described as bossy or at least pushy and rarely takes the answer no. Surprisingly the boy is one to see all humans as equal, maybe it's from living with some of the poorest of the poor, but he hates the thought of others acting better then everyone else. Because of his distaste for others who act better than him, Erren has a rather strong dislike for anyone of richer background. The boy can be described as fearless, though he tends to just act like it, and hates it when others view him as weak. He never sees other people as weak though, only himself.
Basic History:
Born and raised to as a blacksmith's son, Erren was use to work at a young age. With one older sister and two younger siblings, it was always busy at the house. And being the second oldest and the oldest man he had to start working young in order to help the family. He never minded it though, and if anything he loved the chaos of it, though there was no denying that Erren felt tied down. Erren was around the age of nine when he and the rest of his family were evicted from their home by their landlord. It was that, or sell off his older sister Leyla as a maid, and there was no way the family would do that. Instead they packed their minimal belongings and moved out. Because of that cruel mad they lost everything, their home and their shop. That was when Erren's hate for the wealthy truly rose.
They only lived out on the streets for about a year and a half, and thankfully enough the entire family made it though. His father had continued to work as a blacksmith and his mother and two sisters (older and younger) began working for various families as maids, Erren became a stable boy, and as it turned out he was quite good with working with animals because of his steady head and confidence.
The boy had just turned nineteen when he heard the decree that the King and Queen were looking for brave young souls to venture out on the waves. The boy was quick to sign up, not only for the adventure but also for the money it promised. And besides, there would be no laws out on the open sea and in that new world, no wealthy to worry about. Though his family were not happy when they first hear the news (his mother had cried), they wished him off with all their hearts. On the boat Erren was quick to make friends with most of the crew, there wasn't anyone he could say he hated, and as time passed he tired to establish himself as a leader of the group (how that went, well... just ask the others). When the storm came, everything went to chaos. In truth he doesn't remember much besides clinging to a piece of the mast for dear life, he was lucky to survive the ordeal.
Anything Else:
He might bond with a creature later, though I don't have to play it. If your interested in being his partner pm me for details.

Name:
Ebony Sädi Riala Tinang
Age:
Looks to be around the age of 20, her true age is unknown
Gender:
Female
Race:
Elvian
Short Description:
Ebony is darker in looks than many elves, hence how she received her name. Her skin tone is on the darker side of the spectrum, especially for Elvians, though it isn't as dark as a Wolf-kin's skin tone. Dotted on her forehead, her neck and down her arms and legs are faint, slightly darker markings, like that of a deer's hide. Like all Elvians her hair is long, falling in thick waves to around her lower back. Her black hair is generally kept out of her face by tucking it behind her long, pointed ears, though more often then not she has a few strands that hang in her face. Her almond shaped eyes are a rich hazel color and are perched above a small nose and thin lips. Being an Elvian, Ebony is thin and lean, though she is very strong, and quick on her feet. She is often seen in loose fitting shirts, and always wears pants, never skirts. She also always wears a necklace of black beards with three claws.
Short Personality:
A rational and clear thinker, Ebony is one to follow not only hear head but her gut. The girl has spirit, but she does not lack logic, she is in fact quite intelligent. The Elvian knows her way around the forest and considers it her home, she is at one with the trees and the creatures that live there. Having been born into a noble house the girl knows her place very well, as well as others. She has accepted her fate and is a firm believer in tradition, not that she is completely closed off to new ideas, though she fears new things and they take a bit of getting use to. The Elvian girl is a talented artist, not in the usual metal making but it drawing, especially sketching and painting. She is not afraid to speak her mind, though she tends to be very closed off to other's ideas. Being one for tradition and one who is scared of the new, she doesn't like others who differ from her. She doesn't trust them, so these new humans, they aren't welcome in her eyes. Ebony also has no fear of ending something with fighting if it's necessary.
Basic History:
Being born into one of the noble families, Ebony was betrothed at birth to an Elvian boy by the name of (his name will go here). She was raised with the utmost care and love from both of her parents, though they never treated her like a delicate flower, they raised her like the Elvian woman they wished her to be. The girl was always good at living up the their expectation, despite the fact that she tends to speak her mind freely. At a young age, the girl slipped out into the forest by herself, there she found an equally young Elkrin, who seemed to have been separated from the heard. The Elkrin, later named Asteli, quickly imprinted on Ebony and the two were always together.
Being raised in polite society Ebony learned a lot about tradition and where it came from. She fell in love with the history of her people and decided that she'd to what she could to protect it. That was how she became connected to tradition, she saw it as a way to remain connected to the great leaders of the past. The girl grew up to be a polite young woman, though she continued to (and continues to this day) to speak her thoughts aloud. Though she and (her fiancé) spent much time together, her parents decided to leave it up to her when they were to be married. The girl still hasn't agreed to it, though she isn't fighting the engagement, she just doesn't see the point of being married. She was out in the forest alone when she first saw the humans, and instantly disliked and distrusted them.
Anything Else:
She is bonded with Asteli
The blade and bowshe carries around

Name:
Asteli
Gender:
Doe, female
Age:
Unknown, adult
Species/Type:
Elkrin, Fallow
Short Description:

Short Personality:
Basic History:
Anything Else:
She is bonded with Ebony

[Scar]

(( Oh my gosh, I love you so much, Skie~! ;A; I've been dying for a Elde-rp and finally it's one that sparks my interests! ))

【 ɪғ ωᴇ ɢө ᴅөωɴ- ωᴇ ᴀʟʟ ɢө ᴅөωɴ ᴛөɢᴇᴛнᴇя 】

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A M E L I A

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ᴛө ᴛнє sᴛᴀяs ᴀɴᴅ вᴀcĸ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ
-----------------ωнᴇɴ ωᴇ ғᴀʟʟ ωᴇ`яᴇ нᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ нᴀɴᴅ

--------ωᴇ`яᴇ ᴛөɢᴇᴛнᴇя ʟɪĸᴇ ᴀ s ʏ ᴍ ρ н ө ɴ ʏ

-----The Basics"

Full Name;;
Amelia Corvyx

Nick Name;;
Amy, not her favorite
Vyx, prefers ( like in vix-en)

Age;;
Twenty-one

Gender;;
Female

Race;;
Human

-----The Ground Up"

Height & Weight;;
5'8"(almost 5'9") height, 162 pounds

Hair Color;;
Fiery orange, almost ember;
is middle back length, slightly wavy

Eye Color;;
Vibrant, green eyes

Skin Color;;
A more peach color;
easy to tan, not much sunburn--
has freckles along her arms and face

Body;;
she is of slender physique but is
lightly big-boned; she is a girl use
to manual labor and knows how to
get work done, and she isn't at
all afraid fight.

Scars/other;;
xxx

-----Ties With Others"

Acquaintances;;
Not many,
save those who survived the shipwreck

Friends;;
None, currently

Close Friends;;
None,

Enemies;;
more so those that got
off on the wrong foot
with her

Bonded To;;
None,

Creature Companions;;
none

Short Personality;;
Much like her appearance, she can certainly be a handful. Independent and stubborn, she values her free-will and hates being treated like some damsel in distress. If she needs help, she'll happily ask but unless she does, best leave her to do it herself.
It would be a lie to say that she doesn't have a motherly air about her, she may appear loud and hard to handle at first, but she is really caring and kind-hearted.
She can be a bit of a daredevil, isn't afraid to risk but only with herself. If it puts other in danger, then she won't bother as she was rather put herself in harms' way then other people. She has a fighter's spirit, has never been one to tremble in the face of her enemies. Spunk and sass, her bark and bite are both equally potent and it's a fact that her running mouth tends to get her in trouble; she does know when to shut up though, when she realizes she has no more wood to fuel her words. She'd rather admit defeat then be proved wrong through embarrassment.
She has more of a leader quality then a follower, but she can do either.

Basic History;;
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өғ вяөкᴇɴ ｄｒｅａｍｓ-----------

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K A L L I A N

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ɪ cᴀɴ ɴᴇvᴇя sᴀvᴇ ʏөυ
-----------------ɪ cᴀɴ ɴᴇvᴇя ᴛᴀкᴇ ʏөυя нᴀɴᴅ

----------ʏөυ ωөɴ`ᴛ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴ өя вᴇ ғөяɢɪvᴇɴ

-----Reviewing The Basics"

Full Name;;
Kallian von Klassram

Nick Name;;
none, feels it's disrespectful

Age;;
physically looks late twenties, has lost
track of his real age

Gender;;
Male

Race;;
Elvian

-----Reviewing The Body"

Height & Weight;;
xxx

Hair Color;;
xxx

Eye Color;;
xxx

Skin Color;;
xx

Body;;
xxx

Scars/other;;
xxx

-----Searching The Heart"

Acquaintances;;
xxx

Friends;;
xxx

Close Friends;;
xxx

Enemies;;
xxx

Bonded To;;
Chasing The Calling

Creature Companions;;
none

Short Personality;;
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Basic History;;
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вᴇғөяᴇ ʏөυ ʟөsᴇ ᴇvᴇяʏᴛнɪɴɢ ʏөυ ᴀяᴇ

{ The Creatures }

---------Short Description:

Name:
Chasing The Calling
Age:
Adult(?)
Gender:
Male
Species & Type:
Elkin/Twelve Days of Christmas
Anything Else:
Kallian has given the four Calling Birds names; Alpha, Beta, Delta, and Omega
He is bonded to Kallian

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Short Personality:
here

Basic History:
here

[Yonaka Kyoki Prince]

:: Name ::Eroica 'Dreamthief' Gruidae

:: Age :: Seems twenty-three, real age unknown.

:: Gender :: Male

:: Personality :: Ever-smiling and cheerful, Eroica is very sociable and touchy, which many do not mind in the least. He dislikes the sight of blood but loves beautiful things, often going out of his ways to find said beauty. Eroica can be rather vain and flamboyant at times, dressing as his mood dictates. Also, he has no care for fights or arguments, preferring to shy away. However, he is skilled with knives and can easily gut a fly from a hundred feet.

:: Rank :: Noble
:: Race :: Avian
:: Appearance ::
At the average height of six feet two inches for an avian, Eroica tends to cut a somewhat imposing figure, pale ivory skin, a head of waist-length curly gold hair with a fine cardinal red crest plumage, baby blue eyes and finely boned features. Like most of his kind, Eroica is blessed with good( and many would claim beautiful) looks and deadly skills. A pair of burgundy colour wings with black-ringed pearl marking sprout from Eroica's back, completed by fine tail feathers of black spotted with cinnamon. Humans might even consider him gaudy. But then again, amongst avian, this was probably a rather fine coloration. Eroica enjoys wearing flamboyant clothing that suit his moods and his crest tends to follow said mood.

:: History ::

Born into the house of Gruidae, Eroica is one of the many nobles that live there, respected by many and known as an avid lover of all things beautiful. Like many others, he has lived through the rise and fall of kingdoms down below, slowly gaining his standing as one of the more 'senior' members of the House. His title "Dreamthief" was gained from his extraordinary thieving skills which allowed the gain of information and enemy plans, which was an important part of strategy during harsher times. When adventuring, Eroica prefers to be known as 'Eroica Dreamthief', as he has no interest in gaining acquaintances that were only after his wealth. One would wonder why he hates bloodshed, considering his wicked sharp talons and quick reflexes. It is a well-known fact however, that Eroica would much rather acquire pretty things than be involved in politics and fighting. But alas, one cannot have everything eh?

:: Love Interest :: None at the moment.
:: Mount ::Unknown.

:: Other ::

-Data will be modified to keep with the storyline.
-May create another character(?)

Name:
Hermina Duran
Age:
25
Gender:
Female
Race:
Human

Appearance
:Height:-[Six feet]
:Eye Colour:-[Emerald Green]
:Hair:-[Pale Ash/Hand-trimmed at shoulder length. Untameable and tends to stick out in all directions]
:Skin:-[A rich shade of dark chocolate, with its own fair share of callus and scars]
:Style:-[Practical, favours simple and long-lasting clothing]
:Other:-[Big-boned and tough, she spends her day hard at work and is good at manual labour. May seem ridiculously strong to many. Hand to hand combat is her specialty.]

Short Personality:
Seemingly gullible at times due to her looks, Hermina enjoys helping out and following in her parents footsteps. Born into a family of warriors, Hermina is great at teamwork, manual labour, fighting and drinking much more. She is a gentle giant and is kind to all around her, as she believes in the good that one holds. Note that any attempts to out-drink her will never succeed..

Basic History:
Born and raised in a true blood warrior clan, Hermina lives a tough life as a female warrior. Following her parents' footsteps, she yearns to be a warrior. Independent at a young age, Hermina earns her daily bread by working from dawn til dusk at the fields when she was younger. Growing tougher and older, she took up swordplay and blacksmithing, unlike the many girls that frolicked amongst the flowers. Her large build gave her an advantage over the boys and let her hold her own against her opponents when training. Father and Mother Duran taught her the skills of the trade and many other tips- like 'how to hold your liquor better then 'em youngsters' and much more.
Hermina also spars with the various wildlife in the forest, ranging from baby boars to one occasion- a full grown bear. She enjoys a good fist-fight to relax and get to know each other better. Those that beat her tend to gain her respect and sometimes, loyalty.

When the King and Queen of the Kingdom announced the plan of the voyage to unknown lands to the public, Hermina promptly joined the crew at the first chance she got, proving her worth to the other members with her superhuman strength and big heart. Now, what lies next for the young lady- no one knows.
Others:
Love Interest-[None]
Companion(s)-[None]
Enemies-[None]

[SkieNight]

That's perfectly fine, thank you so much. You are accepted. I'll add your character to the list once I get back on my computer.

[revenant]

I'm going to be working on my form for a while, just posting to save this thread. My character's a human female, I should have her form up pretty soon.

[revenant]

Name:
Deryn Amell
Age:
23
Gender:
female
Race:
human
Short Description:
Deryn has dark skin and wild, curly hair. Her hair is often tied back to keep it out of her face; when it is not, it brushes her shoulders. She is somewhat short and has freckles. She is fairly slim, though her strength and her love of hearty meals dictate that she is no slender, dainty thing. She has rough hands, larger than most women, calloused from bowstrings. Her eyes are a plain brown. Though few ever see it, she has a scar across her back, just above her left shoulder blade, from a wild griffon. Much more noticeable is the curved scar on the right side of her upper lip, which she got from her battle with the rune drake Dulinth.
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Short Personality:
Fiery and roguish, Deryn is always steadfast to her own opinions. She often comes across as brash and loud, and unwilling to cooperate with others. Though she is not shy, and will talk to any who so much as look at her, she prefers to be alone. In complete contrast to the way she interacts with others, Deryn harbors a sort of awe-filled admiration of beautiful things. Whether an intricately-carved necklace or a starry sky, all things made by nature and men fascinate her. However, her facade of disdain that she adopts around others mean that few see her admiring her surroundings. As a rule, she never cries in front of others. She acts tougher than she is in nearly every situation.
Basic History:
Deryn was raised in the wilds, with none but her mother and brother for company. Both she and her brother were taught the skills of archery and healing by their mother. At age 19 she walked alone into Alabaster city, alone. What became of the rest of her family is unknown. She refuses to speak of it to anyone. For six months, she lived in the city, paying for a room with coin earned from selling stolen goods. One night in a tavern a local drunk was foolish enough to suggest she had been the one to kill her mother and brother. The following dawn found the man dead with an arrow in his head and Deryn nowhere to be found. Though she remained in Alabaster city, she avoided that tavern from then on.
Six months after first arriving in the city, she entered the Drake Trials- and won. She is bonded with the rune drake Dulinth, and they rarely leave each others side. Her victory in the trials was taken personally by Ser Landry, a local lord. He was expected by many to succeed in the trials, and losing to a homeless thief left him feeling scorned. Though he is not willing to risk himself or his men making attacks on a bonded human-drake pair, he makes many indirect political moves with the intent of causing her harm, and has hired mercenaries to hunt her down.
After the first two attacks, she broke into Ser Landry's house by night, stealing a valuable trinket. She still wears it to this day- an enchanted amulet, made of vines, woven into the shape of a rune drake. Amulet: [x] Not long afterwards, Ser Landry's daughter, Beth, stumbled upon the thief in the marketplace, recognizing her by the stolen amulet she wore so boldly. Before she could bring the guards' attention to the thief, Beth found herself pulled into an alleyway by the very same thief. She thought the worst- however, Deryn meant her no harm. She explained everything, much to Beth's dismay. She had a very high opinion of her father, and never thought that he would do such a thing. At first she thought Deryn was lying; however, there was too much evidence to the contrary. She confronted her father about it, which infuriated him. Rather than betray her new friend, she fled. The two women left by night, a year to the day after Deryn first walked into the city.
They travelled together for a year and a half, with no goal other than to see the world and escape Ser Landry's mercenaries. It was a crisp winter day when Beth died. Flying over snowy mountain peaks on the back of Deryn's drake, they unknowingly flew too close to the nest of a griffon. The battle was short and brutal. The griffon's claws latched onto Dulinth's scales, and the two beasts fell from the sky. The griffon was on the two humans in moments, beak and talons tearing at them. Eventually, an arrow pierced the griffon's snowy white breast and it collapsed, dead. But the damage had already been done. Beth lay on the ground, one hand on her stomach but unable to do anything to stop the blood seeping from the cruel gash on her abdomen. Despite Deryn's healing skills, Beth died in her arms, blood red on the snow.
Whether the two women were friends or lovers is unknown; however, they had grown very close during their time together. Deryn was heartbroken by Beth's death. Though badly injured, both she and Dulinth survived their battle with the griffon. She burned Beth's body there on the mountaintop, smoke and flame rising into the cold air. Then, she vanished. None have seen her or her drake for a year- until now.
Pictures
Face: [x]
Armour: [x]
This, as well as a pair of plain brown trousers, is what Deryn always wears. It is made of leather, and is very light. Though it does not provide much protection, Deryn prefers to avoid attacks rather than block them with armor. The lightweight cuirass allows her more freedom of movement and speed.
Boots: [x]
These leather boots are what Deryn has worn for years. Their sturdy soles and fur-lined interiors are perfect for long trips in cold weather.
Bow: [x]
Deryn commissioned this bow, named Felandris, before the drake trial. It is sturdy and powerful, but not her only weapon. She also carries countless daggers, tucked into her belts and boots.
Bracers: [x]
These leather bracers protect from bowstrings and daggers alike.
Coat: [x]
Deryn dons this hooded cape when in colder weather. She always wears it over her cuirass, however, and the length is short enough that she can draw her bow and move uninhibited. She is always ready for a fight. This coat used to belong to her mother.
Rune stones: [x]
These matching rune stones are a potential lifesaver. With one in Deryn's pocket and the other in Dulinth's saddlebag, they form a connection that Deryn can use to call her rune drake to her if she gets in trouble.
Amulet: [x]
This is the amulet that Deryn stole from Ser Landry. It carries healing magic, and she refuses to be parted from it.

Anything else:
I hope this is alright! I haven't read all of the lore yet, so if I messed anything up please let me know!

Name:
Dulinth
Age:
Young adult
Gender:
Male
Species & Type:
Wisp Rune Drake
Short Description:

Short Personality:
Fiery and short-tempered like Deryn, Dulinth is nonetheless loyal to a fault, fighting with flame, tooth, and claw to protect the human he is bonded with. Anyone she befriends is treated with the same respect; he looks down on all others with suspicion and contempt.
Basic History:
Dulinth was the drake Deryn battled in her Drake Trial. The two bonded, and have flown together since.

[SkieNight]

Thank you for joining, and you are accepted. The only thing is none of the humans have bonded with any creatures yet, as they have just arrived and discovered Eldemore. Kahina can bond with the drake later on, but for now they have just set up camp, and are just discovering the creatures that live in Eldemore. Sorry if that was unclear.

[revenant]

Oh, okay. Sorry, I was confused. Is it alright if I play her as a human who's native to eldemore? They're in the lore, and I'd rather not make such a big change to her character after spending so long on her.