Username: maluruloki
The Main CharacterHuman Character's Name: Sophia LeClaire; "Dear One" to Delyth, "Rider" to Silvanus
Physical description of character, as detailed as need be (e.g. clothing, hair color, etc): This is a good start. She stands about 5'7", with a fairly athletic build - but certainly not a gymnast or a body-builder, ohhhh no. Her strawberry-blonde hair is kept at just past her shoulders, all one length, and often tied back with a band of some sort. She prefers to keep it from her face. Her face is somewhat heart-shaped with higher cheekbones and hazel-gold eyes hid behind red-framed glasses. It's a face that manages to be pretty only if you stare at it for more than a moment; you really couldn't pull it out on the street in passing. She prefers practical clothing and is often found in jeans, a weather-appropriate shirt, walking boots, and a dark-blue weather-proof coat with many pockets. The coat has a large hood so she can wear her hair back inside it. She would be loathe to part with the tan hiking backpack always found on or nearby her.
Personality:Sophie is a young lady who you'd probably get along with unless something about her bothered you; in which case, she'd drive you nuts because she's more at ease with herself than most people are. She accepts that she is who she is and won't change unless absolutely necessary.
When working on something or at her job, she becomes intently focused. Sure, she'll take a moment to address you and maybe consult with you about a problem if you have one, but there will be a point where you realize that she did stop listening to you about five minutes back. If given too many tasks, she's almost perfect about completing them all, but will inevitably forget something. This makes her feel quite guilty and she'll do her best to make up for her mistakes, since she does her best to avoid making them. If they are mistakes she caused, expect them to never happen again. If they are mistakes you caused and she has to clean up the mess, well...let's just say you get a rather icy wall of contempt. Especially if you flew in the face of common sense. Logic is one of her best friends.
When not working on a task and relaxing, you'll find her quite amiable and even dryly amusing in her choice of humor. She'll be working on making herself comfortable or making others happy, whatever suits her plans most at the moment. She has a bit of a sweet tooth, so chocolate will generally factor into the equation. She likes to be on the side-lines in any sort of social gathering, influencing but not being directly involved. In a council meeting, she would rather listen and give advice after a long period of patient thought. Impulsiveness, unless logical, earns a sharp response from her. She prefers plans that work, not plans that might work unless they stand a good chance of working.
Her being half-deaf influenced her basic personality quite a bit. She has a deep empathy for anyone with any form of a handicap and prefers her relationships to be meaningful, not brief. This means her circle of friends is rather small, but loyal. She is hypersensitive to being mocked due to her hearing loss and while she has learned to hide it well over the years, it isn't wise to earn a spot on her black list. Sure, she'll treat you like a human being, but that's about it; you've lost most of her respect.
History, as detailed as need be:It took her many years, until she was about 20 or so, to come across the Rune Dragons in person. Many books had been devoured before she encountered Delyth.
She had been up late reading during the summer and while the sun was still just above the horizon, as it always is during those sultry evenings, she was bored enough to take her book-related musings out to her window-ledge. The window had been always easy to open and it let in peaceful wafts of warmed grass along with pine needles. It took her a moment, so deep in her daydreaming was she, to hear the whuffling of feathered wings. She had time to throw her arms up across her body before the Rune landed on her windowsill with a soft, vibrating chirp-like sound. It only took a second for their eyes to meet before Sophie realized that Delyth wanted to be with her - she had been lonely for so long, looking for something, no - someone to understand her. What deeply bonded her to Delyth the most was the Rune's solemn promise to be her ears as well as her shadow. It wasn't long before Sophie also discovered that Delyth enhanced her musical ability: when Sophie focuses and hums softly, her voice can act as a soothing way to relax others. Delyth herself can cause other beings to experience a form of narcolepsy, but this happens incredibly rarely and only in self-defense.
Silvanus chose her as his Rider when she was lost out in the Celtlands searching for a cure for a sickness in her own Summanus, a Spark Rune. He saved her from the Mist that stalks him. Now having befriended him, her presence seems to keep the Mist at bay.
Sophie now works as an apprentice veterinarian in the middle-sized town of Tuldaringa, located along the ocean. She sees mostly normal house pets in the forms of dogs, cats, hamsters, parakeets, etc, etc. Very rarely does she see a Rune Dragon and she is known as the "technician to go to" when they have a problem. Delyth aids her in keeping the distressed Rune calm while she takes the stats and waits for the veterinarian to come help. Silvanus chooses to be absent during her work hours.
Sidekicks?Any Runes? If so, tell us about them! Maybe link to their picture too.Delyth, the Sunset Ancient Rune. Rune form
here.
She is a one-of-a-kind Rune with colors that reflect a spring sunset. Delyth became an Ancient not too long ago after forming a loving pact with her bearer, Sophie LeClaire. Her powers grew monumentally and she can now do multiple types of magic:
- Croon to send nearly anyone to sleep within seconds.
- "Absorb" light in order to darken a room to near-blackness in order to escape detection/attack.
- Create illusions that are beautiful enough to keep an enemy distracted.
She loathes physically attacking enemies, but those talons and her hidden teeth are lethal. Don't let those wispy wings fool you either. She gives off the impression of peaceful lassitude, like a summer evening, but danger always lurks in the deepening shadows at sunset.
Human form
here.
Her human form does a passable job at blending into the population of Tuldaringa. She goes by "Twila Argall" when asked for a name. Her facial tattoos draw attention in the larger cities, so she can wish them away with a thought. She's always by Sophie's side, both looking and acting like an older sister. She's taller than Sophie, around 5'9", and all lean muscle. Those deep violet-blue eyes have gold around their centers and that gold both glows brighter and takes up more iris when she gets very emotional. She comes across as somewhat lackadaisical and with a dreamy, languid air. It's relaxing to merely be in her presence. When she gets mad...heaven help the person who ticked her off.
Any Elkrin? Regale us! Link too, if you can.Silvanus, the
last Silvervale Elkrin stag.
This Elkrin grew up in an idyllic fashion, surrounded by his loving family and herd. He ran freely, without cares, over the low hills and leapt over the still pools of trapped water in the moors. His personality, at one time, was centered around the pure enjoyment of being.
Now...
It is a struggle for Silvanus to understand exactly what happened on that fateful night when the strangled and muted cries of his brethren woke him from his dreaming. It was all chaos and sound from his family, but from their attackers, the mists - sickeningly silent destruction. He recognized that siren-like song issuing from within the billowing clouds as something to desperately avoid and while he was stumbling away, he watched his family vanish into the writhing fog. This broke him. He yearns for things that he cannot have, like his family and his once-mate. He holds onto useless memories and they get him through his sleeping, but only barely. Any other living creature he comes across makes him ache because the mist never pursues them - it only pursues him. He's coming to despise himself and he's of the opinion that he can make it through the world without help. The only being he can rely on is himself.
Despite the fact that he finds his existence almost sickening, there is a sad nobility to him. He knows that he's the last of his kind and that he must find another of the Silvervale Elkrin or the mist will have used time to win this war. He never gives up on achieving a task, even if it's just another day or night of avoiding the mists. Somewhere deep within him, that optimistic young buck still lives and leaps with joy - someone just needs to release it. The bangles about his antlers and tail are actually tiny blessed bells that ring out as he moves. They bring him a small bit of joy because their sweet music breaks the pounding silence that generally surrounds him. He was given them by an old wise woman and they ward off the mists at times. This old wise woman introduced him to Sophie and their adventure began with that simple event.
Powers?How about some powers? Are they Rune-based? Elkrin-based?- Telepathy with both Delyth and Silvanus
- The ability to sing in a very soothing way. So soothing, others might fall asleep...immediately...
- Silvanus, being an Elkrin, influences her appearance every time she rides. Her facial features become fine and softened and silvery streaks appear within her hair; her hazel-gold eyes gain a silver ring around the outside. Her normal clothing is replaced by a soft leather riding outfit in blue-grey with designs akin to the natural markings on Silvanus. Her belt is adorned with tiny bells, much like the ones that hang on Silvanus's antlers, and they ring softly when she rides.
Well, gosh...
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