SkieNight's Character Thread

[SkieNight]

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Just a little thread for me
To keep all my characters,
And forms,
And coding designs,
And other things.
All the characters are mine, though if you ask
I might let you use my form outlines.
Pictures belong to their rightful owners,
I don't own them, so feel free to use them
Since they aren't mine I don't really care.
Yes that is nonsense above, and I'd change it...
but I'm kind of digging the confusion so...
no, not going to

[SkieNight]

•Other Weirdos•
The Shifters
The Dreamer Memory
The Rich Boy and the Thief
The Shifter and the Controller
The Theif and the Queen

•Eldemore Characters•
The Keeper
The Rider
The Glassmaker
The Seeker
The Bandit Leader
The Wanderlust Girl
The Halfborn Mystic

•Animal Characters•
The Wolves of Magic
Pod Animals
The Apprentice and Crafter
The Priestess

[SkieNight]

Username: SkieNight
Character Name: Asa
Gender: Female
Age: Seven years and four months old
Personality:
Asa is a quite and reserved wolf. The female doesn't speak up much, she really doesn't speak unless spoken too. She isn't shy or antisocial, she just doesn't see the need for consent talking. She tries to keep a calm demeanor about her, and is always willing to help a pack mate. However the female can get anxious rather quickly. She's good at hiding her anxiety, but in bad or stressful situations she'll just flip. If she messes up she tends to be very hard on herself and can be a very negative thinker and talker. She has a realistic view on things and often puts people or stories down because of it. Though because of her realistic view, she has a lot of curiosity when something is out there, and she knows it. But until she sees it or experiences it, it's just a story.
History:
Asa was born before the packs even thought of coming together. She was born into a littler of two, however her littler mate passed away before he even received a name. Even though they were Gammas her parents should not have bred. Her father was promptly kicked from the pack, banished and never to be seen or heard from again. Asa's mother however was the healer, and with no one to take her place she had to stay. So Asa grew up at her mother's side, spending much of her time in the healers den learning the names and uses of many herbs. And such was Asa's life, when she was about a year and a half old her mother took her as an apprentice. Though the pup should have been an Omega, Asa proved herself to be a smart wolf and when her mother would retired, she greatly wanted to take her place a the pack healer. When Asa was old she was then became a full hearl, her mother had retired as an Elder/ Omega and put her daughter in her place. Asa was out in the forest when she found a stone. Something attracted the wolf to it and she touched it with her paw. Noting seemed to happen so the female pushed the rock to the side and went along with her business. The next morning she woke up and her life was filled. She had strange markings she didn't have the day before and an ability. The she wolf tired to hide in her den but the pack knew something was up. Since then Asa has been fascinated with the rocks and wants to study them. She doesn't understand them, but she truly believes it was the rock that changed her.
Appearance:

This game
Asa was a normal colored wolf for a little while before she ran into the stone. She was and still is now, a dark brown, almost gray-brown, color. Before the accident the only markings she had on her body was her light tan underbelly and her tan tipped tail. That was all. Her eyes were still a golden color, just a lot less intense. However, after her encounter with the stone both her appearance and abilities changed. She kept her gray-brown coat color, however more markings appeared on her over night. A strange spot almost diamond like shape sprang up on her forehead. Under both of her eyes more strange markings appeared. Lines that seemed to define her eyes even more. Both her back paws became the tan color to match all her other markings. And her once honey-gold eyes became an intense, sunlike gold.
Powers:
Before she touched the stone Asa was like any normal wolf. Now though it seems that she has some rather small powers that have started to leek up. Asa can pretty much 'control' nature to an extent. If she wills it, she can make minor plats grow, but they must all ready be there. She can pretty much make a sapling plat, seed up the growing process and bloom. She does this by putting her energy into living things. She can transfer some of her energy into other living organisms. Sometimes even wolves. However, she can't do this often. When she gives energy she looses energy by giving that thing her own power. It also takes energy for her to even transfer the energy. Over all it is a grater loss for her, then a gain for the other living thing. The bigger the organism is the more energy it takes for her power to transfer to them.
**Sorry if this is confusing. She can pretty much give other things her energy, but it takes a lot of energy just to transfer the power. And the bigger the organism the more energy is needed to transfer it**
Original Pack:
Southern Pack
Desired Rank and Position:
Gamma Healer
Rank and Position:
N/A
Other:
I will make a male when I have time. And sorry for the short personality. I was hoping to let her grow and develop more during the rp. And let me know if I need to change anything.

Username: SkieNight
Character Name: Tokoda
Gender: Male
Age: Eight years and seven months.
Personality:
Tokoda is a very clam and calculative male. He isn't sneaky or sly or anything, but he is someone who often thinks over things way too much. He can never just jump into something, he always has to make sure that he knows whats going on and tries to decide if jumping into the situation will be good for him or anyone else. This is a pretty good thing because he really can't get into a 'bad' situation, but it's bad because he'll often miss many opportunities. He can be very closed-minded about some things and will often not admit he's wrong. He always wants to be right. He always asks questions and has a large, natural curiosity. He finds many things fascinating and always tries to look for the answers to questions. He often things outside of the box.
History:
Koda was born when the Southern Pack was only the Southern Pack. His father was the Beta, however his mother was not. The male claimed the low ranked female had 'lead him on' though the story is unknown. The only thing he does know was after he was born his mother handed him and his sister to another wolf before vanishing. His father became a normal Epsilon and after that, life seemed to actually become somewhat normal. Koda never really talked to his father, for what ever reason he never liked the male. Koda was close to his sister, the two always seemed to be together. So growing up was normal, the two had their fights but together they seemed to be happy and always stayed close. Really Koda's growing up wasn't all that interesting or eventful, that is until he was about five. The male had gone out into the forest with his sister for a hunt. The two were just talking when they stumbled upon an odd rock. Koda was nervous about it and tolled his sister to stay away from it, that it would be no good, however the other wolf didn't listen. She touched it. At fist nothing happened so the female picked it up and took it back to the camp. She hid it from others and put it by her bed. The next morning she was found dead. No one but Koda knows what happened. The male took a leaf and moved the rock away throwing it into the forest. He still feels guilty about his sisters death. He feels as if he could have done something and now wants to know more about those odd rocks.
Appearance:

This game
Koda's main coat color is a cold, steel gray. It's really quite pretty when it's clean. In the sunlight his coat shimmers ever so slightly making his coat really quite pretty. However, seeing as he is a wolf and it does get awfully dirty, so his coat is normally just a dull gray. Over his light coat are even lighter white markings. Though he does not have any powers his markings are still a bitt different then you average wolf. Like many other canids his stomach is a lighter then his coat. His stomach and lower chest are a light gray almost off white color. The insides of his ears are this same color. He also has a few other markings. The tip of his tail is also this light gray off white color. His front left paw also has a dot on it that goes over his paw and partly up his leg. His last marking his is back left paw, it pretty much an off white soak that covers his whole paw and maybe just a little up his leg. Over he's a pretty good looking wolf, though is markings and coat are a bit plain.
Powers:
Koda is a very average wolf. He has no powers, nothing is very special or abnormal about him at all.
Original Pack:
North Pack
Desired Rank and Position:
Epsilon, nothing more noting less.
Rank and Position:
N/A
Other:
Again sorry for the bad history/ personality.

*Form made by Commander Shepard for the roleplay Shattered Magic
**Characters are mine
***Coding when made is mine
****Picture are made using this generator

[SkieNight]

Yay! Imma Dolphin!
. : Asa : .


Name; Asa is an old Noris name that means goddess.
Nickname; Can't short Asa, so most simply call her by her full name.
Age; Asa is around 8 years old, hard to tell really. She was born in the early fall, quite late for most dolphins.
Gender; Asa is a female, if you didn't all ready know.
Species; She is an Atlantic White-Sided Dolphin.



Personality; Asa is a very shy and quiet dolphin. Unlike most of these fun loving marine mammals Asa is very shy and tends to stay away from brig crowds. It's not that she antisocial for the dolphin wishes dearly for a friend, she just can bring herself to speak to anyone. She is quite self-conscious, not in the way she looks but how she acts. She is never very sure of where she fits in and is always trying to prove herself. However she is very hard on herself, especially when she does something wrong. And if someone corrects her or insults her it'll just get worse. She has little to no self-esteem and really relies on her friends for that little boost to help her. Only problem is, she too shy to get that boost.
History; Asa was born into a fairly large pod. Her mother and older sister were the ones to raise her. Growing up she rarely saw her father due to the fact that he was busy with the pod. Ever since she was little Asa had hated other dolphins but more so she seemed to just hate herself. But no matter what happened, she always seemed to have her older sister, Alya. One day when the two were off swimming Alya got caught in a net. Asa tried so hard to free her older sister but only ended up hurting her fin. Their mother came and eventually forced Asa away. The female has never seen her sister since. She left the pod when she was four or five and soon ran into Tsunami and joined her.
Kin; Calie- Her mother, whom Asa loved dearly. Alya- her older sister who watched out for her for a long time.
Rank; Asa is just a Subordinate.
Written Description; Being an Atlantic White Sided Dolphin Asa is actually quite colorful for a large marine mammal. Her back from the front of her face to her tail fluke is all black, or a very dark charcoal gray. Running on both sides of her body from her eyes to her fluke are gray stripes giving her the classic design of a White Sided Dolphin. Oddly enough though on both sides going from the middle of her side to the start of her fluke is a long and bright orange and yellow strip, this makes her easily recognizable.
Crush; Kai, she finds the male so nice and kind and sweet, she just doesn't understand. He just seems to friendly, besides the fact that she's too shy to speak to him. She just wishes he would notice her. But she doubts it'll ever happen.
Mate; She has no mate and is almost convinced that she'll never have one.
Calves; Asa has never had a calf. Maybe in the future but no time soon.

What do you want in a mate? Asa really just wants someone who understands her and she can talk too. She finds that she rarely relates to many of the pod members. She just wants someone who'll be her close friend, and who'll listen.
Anything else? And just too add drama she will have a Crush on kai. Her chances are low but you must have drama.

Yay! Imma Dolphin!
. : Cobble : .


Name; His name is Cobble. Cobble is a type of stone but other then that really has no true meaning or origin.
Nickname; Most just call him Cobble you really can't give him a nick name. Unless you call him Cob but that's a type of fish...
Age; Cobble is twelve years old and was born sometimes during the summer, a nice time for a dolphin.
Gender; If you haven't all ready guess he's a male.
Species; Cobble is an Atlantic Spotted Dolphin



Personality; Cobble was/is a very fun loving dolphin. One of his most favorite things in the world is to jump. He loves feeling the warm air as he leaves the water, and he loves to re-meet the water at the end of the jump. But since Lily was taken he's been different. He's not as sad as he once was but he's much more reserved hiding many of his thoughts and feelings. He's kind to other's but he's not as crazy or playful as he once was. Cobble also has a huge fear of boats and tends to freak if he gets near one. He also looks out for others a lot more and will put his life in danger to help the pod. He just doesn't want anyone else to loos someone like he did. He's also very bad about talking about his past.
History; Cobble was born into a nice pod with his mother and father as matriarch and patriarch. Even being their son he wasn't spoiled, he was just another pod member, along with his siblings. Growing up was very average for him. There were some good things here and some bad things there but nothing at all happened, he just grew up. When he was about four he left the pod to just find his own way, and that's where he met Lily. She was another Atlantic Spotted Dolphin and it might as well have been love at first sight. The two ran into each other hunting and from then on they were by each other's sides. It was clear their relationship would shy rocket, the lived with each other for years just scouring the Atlantic being dolphins. Then it all changed. Lily was taken, by whom or why is very unclear but she was captured and taken. Cobble fell into a depression for a while, but remembered how she loved to smile, after that he promised he would keep her in his heart.
Kin; Most of them are gone. The only important ones are his mother, father and a few siblings here and there.
Rank; He's happy with just being a Subordinate,
Written Description; Cobble's main color is a gray. A deep, dark cobbley gray, like that of stone, rock of sidewalks. However much of his skin isn't gray, it's white do the the fact that he is a spotted dolphin. His under belly is pure white but going off of that he has little white spots. The splatter his body giving him a mostly white look. Thus the name Spotted Dolphin. There really isn't much else to him. He's gray with white dots, it's honestly only so interesting.
Crush; Cobble has no crush, he's stopped looking some time ago and rarely notices anymore.
Mate; Cobble had a mate some years ago, her name was Lily.
Calves; Cobble has never fathered a calf.

What do you want in a mate? Cobble doesn't look for much in a mate. He just wants someone who's proud to be themselves. Anything else comes and goes with the dolphin.
Anything else? Sorry for the bad form getting tired.

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**Characters are mine
***Cruddy coding is also mine
****Pictures go to rightful owners.

[SkieNight]

Name:
James Therelle
Nicknames:
For most, simply James, for his sisters "Jem"
Gender:
Male
Age & Birthday:
26 & March 23rd
Race:
Human (Celtic)
Place of Origin:
Small village in the Celtlands
Current Residence:
Nomad, mainly around Mt. Bastion
Occupation:
Keeper

Appearance:
Due to the fact that James was born and raised, for at least some of this life, in the Celtlands it makes sense that he is more of a hearty individual. He isn't large in weight or 'body image' he really is just a bigger guy. He has stronger, slightly wider shoulders, more powerful looking arms and just a bigger build in general. It's not just his build that's bigger James is also quite a bit taller standing somewhere between six foot one, or six foot two (6'1"-6'2"). Atop his head is mop of rather curly, dark brown hair that is naturally messy, it never seems to lie flat (nor is does it have the ability to). His eyes are a dark, chocolate brown and always shine with intelligence and thought. Though his skin is either dark nor olive like, it definitely has a natural tan color too it from being outside. The man is often seen wearing a simple shirt and coat (even if it isn't cold he'll carry it with him) and some sturdy work/ travel pants or jeans. More often then not James carries around a bag with everything from sleeping supplies, food supplies and books, all for traveling. He known for also having fandom papers, scrolls and maps from the different places he has been.

Since bonding with Ciess James has taken on more of a feline-like look. His once pure brown eyes now look more cat like in shape and have hints of gold around the irises before blending into the dark brown. His messy hair seems even more wild, standing in all directions (as if it wasn't before), though it seems to have gotten to be a straighter mass instead of curly. He still keeps his sturdy build however it's as if he's slimmed out slightly or become a bit leaner with more muscle in his legs. Over all James does seems to have a very feral look to him. He also has a large claw-like tribal marking on his left shoulder, this is Ciess's bonding mark.

Bond(s):
Ciess - Tribal Liger
Companion(s):
Gweli - Bubble Otterling
Family:
Margret Callaway (Mother) - friendly relations
Mark Therelle (Father) - very close
Maria Therelle (Younger Sister) - very close
April Therelle (Younger (middle) Sister) - nice relations
Stella Therelle (Youngest Sister) - distant relations

Friend(s):
To be found
Enemies:
Lets keep this on the low side?
Deeper Feelings:
Books... sorry....

Personality:
James is most definitely a gentle giant. Though in mass he is rather large, he wouldn't hurt a fly. However, he is a Keeper, and as a Keeper he'll step in to a fight only if the situation calls for it completely. Other than that, he refuses to hurt anyone or anything, good or bad. The young man is one of a very clam and rather intellectual mind. Even at a young age he was asking odd questions that others had to stop and think about and sometimes didn't even know. He is definitely a 'smart' person. Not in the math sense, he could care less about that kind of thing; it's more in the historical sense, literary sense and even as far as the 'life' sense. Because of his time on the mountain and his travels to Alabaster at a young age, James is a very well educated person. Of coarse he knows that there is always more to learn and is always interested in expanding his knowledge. The man is always looking for people and things that could give him knew information that he hasn't heard. James doesn't know everything and he doesn't pretend too.

Because of his calm and rather quiet outer shell, James could easily be considered someone who is either very introverted or shy. In a why he is both. James is not one to just go up and talk to someone. It's not that he is untrusting; he just can't bring himself to say the first words to someone knew, its hard for him. And when he does it's normally rather stuttered, and slightly awkward. Though once one talks to him, he will gladly keep up the conversation. However, he is not one for a lot of social activities, he is a friendly guy but it only goes to a point (parties are a big no). It might be because of Ciess or it might just be him, but either way he only likes so much social contact, after a while he just can't help but detach himself from the world. He'd rather be around knowledge and books then other humans and creatures.

Of coarse his knowledge also has its down falls. James is a very logical thinker. It's to the point where he has to think about many of his decisions; he doesn't just follow his gut (that would be too easy). James is very bad at listening to his heart or his gut. He's terrible at making quick, on a whim decisions, and if he has to he tends to jump back and forth and becomes very indecisive. He has to do what his mind thinks is right and what knowledge and morals tells him is correct, even if he heart isn't fully into it. He just can't bring himself to jumping into a decision because he doesn't want to make a mistake and regret anything. He is one to follow the rules and almost always refuses to do anything that even breaks a law or rule only slightly. He finds that completely wrong, and against what he 'believes', though it really is against what he thinks and morals that he's learned, but that's for another talk.

His habit of logical thinking, however, is extremely helpful is tough situations. It allows him to think logically and detach himself from the problem and remain calm. He's able to use what he knows to help solve problems and is very good at taking a step back and looking over the situation as a whole.

Skills and weaknesses:

James is really quite brilliant. Even without the help of the other monks and his companion, James is still very, very smart. He has a natural curiosity that helps to feed his knowledge.On any given day James would love to just sit down with a book and read and learn. He loves knowledge and is always open to learning new things. Because of his brain James is also a very good problem solver, but only when the problem involves logical thinking. Another added bonus to his thirst for knowledge is also the fact that he's good at solving riddles.

With his education and intellectual mind comes the natural talent to write. It's a rather silly skill and isn't all that rare but he's still good at it, and James knows well to be a good writer takes practice and skill. Really the boy is a natural, and he most likely picked up the talent from all the reading that he has done. Not to say the he doesn't practice, but reading definitely helps. Though it's a rather random skill to have, it's one James is proud of.

From living on Mount. Bastion and growing in the Celtlands James really has become a natural helper. Though he's not the best with people- even if he is a friendly person -the boy has a soft heart and will often go out of his way to assist others in any way he can. Over time one could almost say his helpfulness is a 'skill', he is always willing to open up when someone is in need. Not rescuing their lives in need, but if they need him to do some choirs or they need help writing a letter or any thing really. This helpfulness can really just be broken down into the fact that James is good at following and taking directions.

Though James is not good with people, he finds conversations awkward, the young man is an eloquent speaker, once he gets into a rhythm that is. Like many of his skills it's due to his education and his infatuation with knowledge, books and anything of the sort. His knowledge of language along with his knowledge of the subject matter just adds to his ability. Even if the boy is a good speak, he sounds nice, his sentences make sense, et cetera; James will not- under any circumstances -speak in public or start conversations.

Oddly enough the boy has a fairly good memory. Not with names, or anything of that sort, but with knowledge and has the ability to store any and all random facts away. For what ever reason he remembers odd things, maybe it's a fact from some book he read or something interesting someone tolled him long ago. Though he might not remember the book or the face, he'll know what it/they said, and he'll be bale to use that knowledge later. Just a little thing that makes him handy at times.

Once again, from his thirst of knowledge comes some fun little things that James knows. For instance, the young man does in fact know how the travel by star. This is because as he travels all over Eldemore he doesn't want to be bothered by carrying maps, and so he taught him self a bit of astrology, enough for him to know how to get from point A to point B

We all ready have talked about this, but we know the boy is undeceive. It takes James a while to make up his mind about things and even when he comes to a conclusion at some point he's bound to change it. this is because of his mind and his knowledge, he is always worried he'll make the wrong decision and put people in danger and so he must weight all the options, which doesn't work on speedy decisions. And all his discussions need to use logic, because (as everyone knows) that is the only way one can get the correct answer.

James has a habit of only following what his head says, even if his gut is telling him differently. This is because the boy had come to believe that the knowledge he possesses and other posses will be enough to get them out of any situation and that gut and heart don't matter.

James is a pacifist. He can't bring himself to kill a fly, no matter how annoying it is. He is a Keeper though, so he has been trained to fight, but he refuses to hurt anyone or anything. The only time he'll step into a fight is if the situation calls for it a hundred percent or if Ciess is in danger. Either way, he still won't hurt the person or thing that's attacked him or that he's fighting he'll simply use his skills to break up the fight.

The young man is quiet, very introverted, and is honestly pretty socially awkward. Though the man is an eloquent speaker, talking to people is a different story. It might be due to Ciess, or it might just be the fact that the boy spends much of his time alone. Though he is friendly, James just finds interactions to be uncomfortable.

The young man most likely has some form of social anxiety. This goes beyond being socially awkward to finding himself in a tizzy when it comes time to talk to someone. This is most likely because he spent most of his life with books, yes he had siblings but those were the only people he was comfortable around, strangers are a big no.

Skills and/or weaknesses acquired from companion:
James' senses are incredibly heightened due to Ciess. His ears are sensitive enough to hear a pin drop in a room of people talking at normal volume, and his eyes can now see pretty well in the dark, though it's nowhere near a cat's vision. HIs reflexes have also been heightened, though that part is useless to him due to the fact that he doesn't. And now, for whatever reason, James has a natural distaste for water (only when it comes to swimming and rain), he isn't scared of it or anything it just makes him very uncomfortable. James can also communicate with Ciess through his mind, though that isn't saying too much since the Liger can do that with anyone in al tongues.

History:

~Growing Up~
James was born in a little village among the Celtlands. In truth, it's not even worth mentioning the name for the small town never appears on any maps. Still his family got by, though they were neither rich nor poor, they could've done better, but it could always have been much, much worse. His father, Mark Therelle, was a merchant though not a terribly successful one, but he supplied the family. His mother, Margret Callaway, was a teacher in the town along with her constant job as a mother for four. Yes, James had three other siblings, all of whom were younger and female (Order of oldest to youngest: Maria, April, and Stella). Besides the occasional squabbles, growing up was fun and he and his siblings had many great times together. However, his fondest memories are when he and his father went to Alabaster City. James fell in love with the capitol, though the only reason was the library, a thing that his little town lacked. He went there as often as he could and would spend days on end reading book after book in the dark corners of the building. Along with the library, James would also sit in on classes of various sorts. In through it was Alabaster City that really turned James into a seeker of knowledge.
~During the Purge~
In truth when Hubris came to power along with the Cutters, James and his family where not very affected (living in the middle of nowhere an all). However, there was much fear for James' eldest sister Maria, who was still younger then him, had bonded with a rune dragon not long before this whole thing started. James was a young teen then, and though he still went to Alabaster often, he was not blind of the war that was going on in the shadows of the once beautiful city. Still, life went on and James was lucky, his family was over looked and his sisters knew little to noting about the whole event, though they did know that something was up. however, it was a dark time in history, one that the boy would like to just skip over.
~Journey to the Mountain~
When James was about fifteen or sixteen years of age he stumbled upon a book in the library, one that changed his life. The book was on the sacred mountain of Mount. Bastion, the home of the Ligers,Keepers and all their knowledge. What was interesting was that James wasn't even interested in the large felines at first, it was just the idea of knowledge that made him leave his home and head for the mountain that was so far from home. It was hard leaving his family behind, but somewhere in his heart (and he never listens to his heart) he knew that this was meant to be. And so he started off, through the Celtlands to Alabaster City, he stopped for a day or two or research, and into the wilderness. On his journey he met an odd little creature, an Otterling. Because of a stream running in his back yard for his home growing up he knew what an Otterling was and he had seen them before. However, this one was different, he studied the small pink thing for a while before he headed off again, he needed to find shelter for the night. As he was setting up camp he noticed movement, and sure enough, there was the Otterling. The small thing had just followed him around, and still does. Though he never bonded with her he has since named her Gweli,The Meeting of Gweli. And so the two traveled on and eventually found the mountain. James was surprised how welcomed he was, but in the end he knew it had been just what he wanted.
~The Bonding~
James lived on the mountain for quite a few years, learning and later preforming his tests and rights to be a Keeper. He met many Liger Keepers and even a few Ligers after his test, but he never felt the connection. Through out his studies, Gweli remained with him, and the exact reason why was unknown. One day (almost a month after he passed his exams and had access to the Great Library) James was walking with the Otterling around the mountain looking for a good place to read, that was the day he met Ciess (Story here). After the odd encounter, James thought he'd never see the Liger again. Yet somehow, every time he decided to take a walk out on the mountain, he'd run into her. This occurred day after day until the two would end up walking together, and the feline even fell asleep with her head in his lap when he was reading. Eventually the Liger announced that she wished to have James as her partner, initially James was shocked, he never though that he'd be one to get a companion, but the boy agreed and the two bonded. Since then, they have always been together.
~Life Afterwords~
After Bonding with Ciess, he spend a little more time on the mountain (especially in the library) before realizing that he wanted to travel throughout Eldemore to search for more knowledge that books couldn't teach him. That was how James' newest journey began. One morning, after and answering some questions and exchanging some good byes, the young man set off down the mountain to traverse the land in search of anything really. Though he knew all about Eldemore and how to get from one point to another, he had never been to all of the kingdoms or seen all the cities. He had never been to the Forest of the Elves or to the Oriental islands, and beyond those places there was so much more to see and learn. And so he started at the mountain and went from town to town with Ciess and Gweli. He's still out traveling, though he returns to the mountain every now and then to ether tell them some important news or to just go home and see friends, but he is still traveling an learning, and that might just be what he will do for the rest of his life.

Name: Ciess
Gender: Female
Age: Adult
Species: Liger
Type: Tribal Ligers

Appearance:
Ciess is the average size for a female liger, though because of her larger muscle mass she might just be slightly larger then average feline. She has a powerful build with naturally athletic legs, large paws, and a strong chest. She has the classic look of a Tribal Liger, though her base brown is about a shade darker then most of tribal Ligers. Ciess also carries the tribal markings of her type, though of course, she does sport a few extra on her back and her tail (and her markings are unique to her), however her pelt does not seem over crowded with markings. Her amber eyes burn like fire, and the crest on her neck is slightly longer then most ligers, but doesn't look abnormal or too large.

Personality:
Just like her look, Ciess has a fierce personality. The feline is not one to hold back what she is thinking and speaks not only to her Keeper with a free tongue, but to others as well. She could be described as what many would reefer to as 'sassy', and even can come off as being just plain rude. Honestly, the cat couldn't care less of what others think of her. As long as she has her Keeper she is content, and she can be very protective of James. She is not easily trusting, it really takes a while for the cat to fully believe in any person, and there's always the chance the she'll never fully trust them. However, once you have earned the cat's trust and liking the feline will ever let harm reach you, as long as she has a say in it. Though she only likes a few, she'll make sure to know who they are and remind them constantly. However, Ciess also has a jealous side. The feline cares greatly for James, and if anther person catches his eye (friend or romantically) she won't be afraid to try and step between them. She is honestly is scared of being replaced, so she tries to scare off possible suitors or even friends as much as possible. Or just make their life miserable, which ever comes first. She doesn't care what others think of her, and she expects that they don't care what she thinks of them.

History:
Ciess lived on Mount. Basion all her life, and honestly never dreamed of anything but her life hidden in the shadow of the monastery. She was raised near the monastery and watched more than a few bondings between Ligers and humans, though they were rare and far between. Honestly the feline never believed that she would ever be bonded, she expected to live on the mountain all her life, be free, and be happy, which she was. Of corse, there was always that little thought in the back of her mind that she wanted to leave and see what the rest of the land had to offer, but her place was on the mountain, and there she would stay. Her days were long and relaxed, not much a happened, and she didn't expect much to happy.

Before James stepped into her life, she had only one close encounter with a person. An odd human, one who was training to be a monk, found Ciess fascination and tired to bond with her more then once. The Liger would not have it, she didn't want to be connected, and found that she was scared that by bonding with someone she'd loose her freedom. And so she refused the human, and later watched as they bonded to some other cat. Still it never bothered her that she was left without a Keeper. She thought of herself as a more free feline. A true Liger.

Then James came along. When she first met him, well really she first met Gweli, she could honestly say he was no different from any other human. She found him annoying, he was way too into reading, and his little Otterling friend was just there tempting her. It was odd though, for she found herself waiting for him to take his morning walks more and more frequently. At first, she was just watching him, but soon she found herself walking by his side. Eventually the two became very close. What most people would as far as to call them best friends, and James talked to her about traveling and learning. After that the liger found that she truly longed to see the world, something that she found odd, something that only James brought out of her. And so she agreed to be his companion, as long as he'd never replace her. And soon the two were bonded, and became even closer.

Name: Gweli
Gender: Female
Age: Young Adult
Species: Otterling
Type: Bubble Otterling

Appearance:
Even for a young Otterling Gweli is actually pretty small. When you first look at the Otterling she looks about size of what one would think and Otterling would be. However, once you compare her to there average Otterling you realize her small size. Despite her size she looks just like any other pink Bubble Otterling, her base coat is a light cream or an off white color. Her fluffy chest and stomach is a light bubble-gum pick color, dotted over her body were other dots and spots matching this color. Like her type name says, these dots that run across her side look like, well, bubbles. It's not that surprising. The thing that is most peculiar about Gweli is on her back, or well floating over her back. Just above her shoulder, or upper back, are two tiny, feathered wings. They are totally useless, but still there.

Personality:
Gweli is what one would describe as 'simple'. And this is true in many sense. The Otterling honestly isn't the smartest thing on earth. More often then not her head is filled with air, or at least something other than thoughts. This can clearly be seen as she interacts with others. If you give her food, you are her friend. Simple as that. More often then not, the Otterling is a happy one, especially with food, honestly Gweli is just a natural joy and definitely has a light personality. Getting the Otterling down is hard. With her simpleness almost come some naiveness. There's no better way to put it, it's as obvious as it sounds. In short Gweli is a relatively care-free otterling who more of then not looks on the bright side of things. Though she never speaks, she makes it clear what she is trying to say, and she's just a little bundle of joy, when she's not about be eaten. Since before she met James, Gweli has been carrying around a smooth, white river rock, where sh got it is unknown, but it holds a special meaning for the small otterling.

History:
Gweli's history is very simple. In truth not much happened in her life. She was born in a little stream and was also raised there, the only time she left was when James came. Ever since she was little she was a happy care free one, if anyone gave her anything she immediately treated them as a friend. And ever since she loved food. All through her life she's been over trusting, it got her into trouble in the past, and it still gets her in trouble to day. For instance, when James care along and she followed him off into the forest. It was the beginning of her adventure. Now she just follows both James and Ciess, neither one of them mind her, so alls good.

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Username: SkieNight
Human name: Eliana
Pack name: Avalyn
Gender: Female
What animal can they turn into: Black jaguar (Panther)
Short personality: Avalyn would be classified as a 'party' girl. She loves to just have fun and sometimes isn't always the most serious. She is very young at heart and tends to mess around, at times it doesn't even seem like she cares about her job. But she does. She loves her pack but Ava just wants to be a normal girl. She sometimes pretends the doesn't even transform. She would rather be a human living in the human world then be a were-creature. She can be a bit snappy and self-conscious but she really is a decent girl.
Short description: Avalyn isn't that tall for being a sixteen year old girl. She's about 5'6" with long, wavy black hair that falls down her back. She has piercing green eyes and side bangs that almost always end up in her face. She's not exactly slim either, Ava is a naturally muscular girl and is kind of curvy because of it.
Rank: Hunter


Username: SkieNight
Human name: Hunter
Pack name: Forest
Gender: Male
What animal can they turn into: White tailed deer
Short personality: Forest is a very quite and shy boy. He will not speak unless spoken too. He is very introverted and will rarely speak his mind. And when he does it's normally about something important. He rarely seems to get frustrated and is very, very patient when it comes to working with other people. Even though he's quite he will often just go and sit with someone who's upset. He's a very good listener and seems to know just what to say to cheer someone up. He's also a pacifist meaning he refuses to fight and hate confrontation. He's also a vegetarian.
Short description: Forest is a very lean seventeen year old boy. His (longer) hair is a light, woodsy brown and his large eyes are seemingly deer-like (also brown). He is quite tall and lean standing about almost 6 feet tall. His limbs seem to be quite long and he has a grace about him when he walks. When someone scares him he has a deer in the head-lights look to him.
Rank: Medic

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υѕєяηαмє; SkieNight
ηαмє; Cilia (Pronounced Sileea)
αgє; 27 moons (2 years 3 months)
gєη∂єя; She-cat, female
яαηк; Priest

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єуєѕ; Her eyes are a vivid forest green, a mixture of both light and dark green.
cσαт; Her main and only coat color is a soft, snowy white, or the color of freshly fallen snow. Her pelt isn't short but isn't very long, it's more medium in length. However his white coat is very thick and during the hot months even the color of her coat can't cool her down.
мαякιηgѕ; Due to her very light pelt she has no markings. The she-cat as a few scars here and there from trying to survive, but none can been seen, her fur grew over them.
вυιℓ∂; Cilia has a very petite and dainty build. Coming from a long line of priests and priestesses size never really mattered to them. Though she is full grown she is about three fourths (3/4) the size of a normal cat. She is very thin, with little muscle build because she was never suppose to fight. She has a long, thin tail and stands on legs that are slightly shorter then other cats.

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ѕкιℓℓѕ; Cilia has a special way with herbs that has been past down her family line for many generations. She also has a gift of the 'sight'. She can receive and interpret messages from the gods along with these messages is the knowledge of how to make fire, but only for the festivals.
ωєαкηєѕѕєѕ; Though Cilia is a very bright cat she is not, in the any sense, strong. In a fight she was practically die right away, having no training. She also has no stamina or speed. Physically she is not in very great shape. The she-cat is also scared to death of heights so climbing things is a huge struggle.
ρєяσηαℓιту; The first impression Cilia gives others is a calm and rather introverted cat. She never seems to worry much about things, she can be rather rushed for festivals but her positive look on life keeps her clam and rather level headed. In a time of high stress, or just a bad situation in general Cilia always seems to know what to do. She can keep her mind clear of other problems and just focuses on helping others. The she-cat gets a great joy from helping other cats. It is her job to help and heal others but she also considers it her passion. She finds that when she helps other's it just gives her a great feeling of ease. However if she finds that she can do nothing she feels greatly responsible. She blaims herself for many other the things she can't do. Though she won't show it, these problems do beat on her inside.The she-cat is a calm one, she is terrified of fighting. The fact that she has no power means that she is hopeless in a fight. And because of that fact she'll try as hard as she can to stay out of arguments. Even if she knows she's right she'll just agree with the other cat. She's almost scared of standing up for herself, she just doesn't want to make another cat mad or sad or hurt them, she she'll just a agree even if she knows its wrong. Her knowledge also affects her decisions. She will most often then not follow her mind and what she things is right then what she knows in her heart is right, so she'll rarely do things for herself. Overall she really does try hard to be a nice cat.
нιѕтσяу; Cilia was born under a long line of priests. Though neither of her parents were clan cats, her mother was directly related to the last priest who escaped the clan before it totally fell. It has been many generations since her family was even part of the clan, but still the stories have been past down and the blood of the Sovereign cats still runs through the veins of many. Every generation of Cilia's family has post down simple knowledge, even if they have almost forgotten what clan life is like. At a young age, her mother had started teaching her the various plants, just as her father had done with her. Cilia also learned how to make fire, though in honesty the she-cat hates the flames. However there was one thing Cilia was born with that even her grandmother didn't have, Cilia was born with dreams. For as long as the white she-cat remembered she was blessed with odd dreams, things that even her mother didn't understand.For a long time Cilia didn't know what they were and she didn't understand, but after both her parents left this world due to a bad illness she realized what it was. Cilia also had two siblings her brother Casper, and her sister Callie. Her dreams tolled her to travel through the valley to find the one thing that was missing. After a while she convinced her siblings to join her and the three of them were off. As they traveled to the other side Callie became very, very sick. Cilia did her best of help her sister but the she-cat died at a young age. Enraged her brother left her, blaming Cilia for their sisters death. A guild the white she-cat still holds today. As she traveled she found Ember, a little kit who had no one. Cilia took him as a little brother healing him and then taking him with her. Soon the odd pair found what they were looking for, SovereignClan, the clan of old was being rebuilt. The she-cat joined happy to finally find a nice home that she hopped would soon be her family.


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ραяєηтѕ; Ceder {deceased}; her father and Alya {deceased}; her mother.
кιη; She has two litter mates, Casper {unknown}; her brother and Callie {deceased}; her sister. Ember is the kit she took in and might as well be her younger brother.
вєѕт ƒяιєη∂; Right now it seems that Ember is her best friend.
ωσяѕт єηєму; She tries not to hate.
яσмαηтιc ιηтяєѕт; Cilia doesn't think much of these things.

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υѕєяηαмє; SkieNight
ηαмє; Vento
αgє; 36 moons (3 years)
gєη∂єя; Tom, male
яαηк; Crafter

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єуєѕ; His eyes are a bright amber color. They are a mix of gold and small flecks of yellow.
cσαт; There really isn't much to his coat for it is an inky, black, the color of the night when there is no moon. So dark it's hard to blend in. His coat is quite short and pretty thin, which is good. He gets hot enough with his black coat he doesn't need long fur to keep that hear in.
мαякιηgѕ; Even though he has the perfect pelt to hold markings there are none. His coat is just a very plain, very dark black. He does have some scars from trying to live on his own for a bit, but his dark coat does a great job of hiding them.
вυιℓ∂; Vento has a very slick and almost sneaky build. The tom is very light on his paws and can move over the ground quietly. This also make him very skilled with his paws. He has a thin body that stands on rather long legs (for a cat) making him thin and slightly taller. He does have some muscles but they would do not good for fighting or hunting.

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ѕкιℓℓѕ; Oddly enough Vento is very skilled with his paws. He knows how to craft shelters and sometimes even makes other odd little items. Besides being good with his paws the male is also quite good on his paws. He's pretty swift and agile when he wants to be.
ωєαкηєѕѕєѕ; Vento isn't a strong, he really isn't a fighter, he wasn't born one and was never trained to be one. Vento also has two very large fears. The first is water, due to a traumatic even as a young cat the tom can't bring himself to even cross a stream, let alone a river. He is also terrified of heights. For what ever reason Vento prefers to keep his paws on the ground.
ρєяσηαℓιту; Vento truly is a fun loving cat. He loves to just goof around. He does this to make others smile, for he really just wants to make them happy. Sometimes his goofiness makes him look like he doesn't care about his job. He does but he hates it when things are all quite and serious, he just can't handle it. Though it is true that sometimes he'll get a little bit distracted from his work, he really means well. Vento also loves stories, any and all tales. He loves to just hear what other cats have to say and to learn about the past. Though the tom is a joker when someone else is hurt he feels very, very bad. He always thinks that things are his fault and sometimes will look a little too deep into things. He always worries that his jokes just went a bit too far and is always apologizing when it isn't needed. Vento also has a habit of overreaction to things, many things. He tends to take criticism harshly and will often think less of himself after. He is quite hard on himself, not really if he makes a mistake but if he does something to hurt them. He just want’s to be known as a funny cat not a mean one.
нιѕтσяу; Vento was born into a little of three. It was just his mother (silver), his father (Flint) and his two other brothers. The family was happy, though they were never super close or interested in their 'ancestry' his parents always tolled them stories of a time when the cats would work together. Vento was definitely the most interested in the stories, even as he grew the tom always wanted to hear the stories. His brothers always gave him a hard time about liking 'kit stories' but still Vento was interested. He always wondered what 'Clan' life was like and was always interested in the hidden history. So life went on and everything seemed normal. Really nothing much happened to Vento or his family. When he was about a year and a half Vento finally just said he would leave. He was tired of the same everyday life. He tired to convince his brothers to come with him but they said no. Finally he just left by himself. Vento traveled around by himself for a while enjoying a more 'free life'. One day he just stumbled over the growing clan and everything just seemed to fall into place.


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ραяєηтѕ; Silver; his mother and Flint; his father.
кιη; Vento has two brothers Soul and Crig.
вєѕт ƒяιєη∂; Right now he has no best friend.
ωσяѕт єηєму; It seems as though he had no enemy as of the moment.
яσмαηтιc ιηтяєѕт; Though Vento sometimes looks, he's just waiting for a cat to catch his eye.

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υѕєяηαмє; SkieNight
ηαмє; Ember
αgє; Seven Moons (Seven months)
gєη∂єя; Tom, male
яαηк; Gatherer's Apprentice

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єуєѕ; His eyes are a strange mix of yellow and green. They seem to be a nice, golden yellow color mixed with flecks of both light and dark green.
cσαт; The base color of Ember's coat is nice, rich, light brown. Woven through his brown coat is also some patches and hairs that are of a dark brown color that seem to just melt together. Over those shades of brown are black tabby markings, both stripes and some dots on his sides. He has the look of a classic brown tabby cat. His face and paws also seem to have a more golden tinge to them, along with some spots on his back.
мαякιηgѕ; Though he all ready has a very busy coat, he does have a few markings. They aren't very big or very special or different but they are there. His first distinguishable marking is his white muzzle. Below his mouth and chin are all white, this white kind of sweets out and almost seems to frame his lower face. His last two markings are his two back paws. Both have white little socks that only cover his toes, not his entire paws.
вυιℓ∂; Ember has a very average build for a cat. He's slim, like most felines are, but he has plenty of muscles in his legs. This helps with hunting, jumping and climbing. He has a long tail that really helps for balance and an average body with longer legs. He's a pretty nicely built cat. Though most of his strength is in his back legs making him a much better jumper then fighter.

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ѕкιℓℓѕ; Ember has rather strong legs, making him a pretty good hunter. The young tom is also a pretty good learner, though he isn't even close to perfect. Ember is also a pretty good climber, a lot of the time he will just sit up in a tree.
ωєαкηєѕѕєѕ; Ember isn't a patient cat. He always has to do something or he'll just get board. He also can be a bit too stubborn and just jumps to conclusions. He tends to just run into situations with out giving it any though. And sometimes he thinks he's a bit too good.
ρєяσηαℓιту; The brown tabby is a very adventurous cat. He loves to learn, and the best way he can think of learning is going off to explore, he loves to discover new things this way. Though sometimes this can lead to trouble. The tom might have been raised by Cilia, but he isn't like the she-cat at all. He'll just jump into situations without the least bit of forethought. He doesn't think logically about many things and will just jump to conclusions about situations and even other cats. Because of his age Ember is quite naive about the world. Yes his family might have been killed but he doesn't know what hardship is or what pain is. He knows the exist but he doesn't really know about them, to him those feelings are just there. However there is a darker part to this fun little cat. He has an ever growing need for vengeance. What ever killed his family will pay, and Ember want to make sure that it'll happen by his paw. He might not be a fighter, but he will fight for his family.
нιѕтσяу; Ember was born to a cat named Willow. He really doesn't remember anything about his family. He doesn't know what his mother looked like or the sound of her vioce, who is father was and even if he had any siblings. This is because when he was a very young kit, only a moon or two old something attacked his family, and no one knows what. It's all a blur in his mind, just red and pain and fear all mix together. What ever happened, or what ever came, it killed his family but somehow managed to skim over him. It was most likely because the kit had somehow fallen between the roots of a tree. Practically unseen by the world except for his his cries for help. It couldn't have been more then a day later when the white she-cat was walking by. She would never have noticed the kit if it wasn't for the small sounds he was making. Cilia saved him and raised Ember as a little brother. She taught him everything he needed to know, how to hunt how to swim, though she never did teach him how to climb he figured it out himself. The kit looked up to Cilia dearly and loved her stories about the clan. He will never know if he is directly related to the Clan or not, but there is a good chance that some Sovereign blood does run through him. The question is just, how much?

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ραяєηтѕ; He only remembers his mother's name, Willow. He doesn't remember or even know who is father is.
кιη; He isn't sure if he had siblings, though Cilia might as well be his sister.
вєѕт ƒяιєη∂; He would think Cilia is his best friend though he doesn't know anyone his age.
ωσяѕт єηєму; He hates the person, thing or cat that killed his family. He wants to find them and get revenge.
яσмαηтιc ιηтяєѕт; Ember is too young to think about this, he still things that mates are gross.

[SkieNight]

Name: Cyril Tavelle
Gender: Male
Age: Twenty years of age (20)
Appearance: Cyril is a boy of lighter color skin. Though he was born and raised the the city, the sun has only touched his skin so much, giving it a slightly darker touch. Atop his head is a messy mop of brown hair that has a mind of it's own. Not matter how hard he tries it always seems to have a more messy and somewhat crazed appearance. Still, in his nice white shirts and clean pants the boy always seems to have a certain, almost preppy, look. His green-brown eyes are sometimes hidden by his wacky hair, but always seem bright with either friendliness or humor. Cyril is of a good hight, not nearly six feet but close enough. Though he really doesn't have muscles, for he hasn't done that much work in his life, but his is nicely built. A semi-attractive boy, or so he would believe.
Personality: Being born in a wealthier part of town Cyril is a bit naive when it comes to certain problems. The boy often doesn't understand things about people who had a 'harder' life then he. There are also many things in this world that Cyril is rather ignorant about. It might be because he just doesn't know something, or it might be do to the fact that he chooses to ignore it, and acts like it doesn't exist. Besides a few of those things Cyril is actually a very kind soul. He is someone who'll gladly just walk up to a person and talk to them, even if he doesn't know them. He really isn't a shy person. He loves to just talk to others and 'hang out'. Though because of this he mostly just has acquaintances, people he can chat with but not very deeply. He also hates to see people cry, it makes him feel guilty.
Strengths: Cyril is a great speaker, public or not public. He's also good at playing the piano, and is starting to develop the skills to be a good businessman.
Weaknesses: With no fighting practice at all, Cyril has no way to defend himself. He also is very naive and ignorant to some problems that a person like him wouldn't see every day.
History: Cyril was born into a very wealthy house hold. He was the son of a great businessman and politician, and a wonderful artiest. Though his life was easier then most, growing up still had it's problems. Being the youngest of two boys made it hard to Cyril to get noticed; no matter what he did is older brother would find something to out do him. This lasted for a while until Cyril started to pick up the piano. His brother never played an instrument, and in truth no one in the house hold could play. But Cyril taught himself and was soon praised greatly for his skill, and that's when things turned around. Cyril started to get noticed more and more, and his father was son bringing him into work so he could learn the trade. At his father's work place was were he met Alya Till. A spunky red-head who was a little bit flirty but very much stubborn. The two hit it off wonderfully and soon their close friendship grew into something more. Cyril was suppose to have been married to Alya, something he couldn't have been more existed about. But the night before the wedding, at a party, Alya wanted to step out into the gardens for some fresh air. There wasn't even a scream, she just vanished and no one has seen her since.
Seeking: Alya Till, the girl Cyril was suppose to marry.
Bonded to: Zaetlan - Glasswork dragon

Name: Zaetlan (pronounced Zaytlen)
Species: Glasswork Dragon
Gender: Female
Age: 28 year; Adult
Appearance: Zaetlan has an almost faerie like appearance. Her shinny, silvery armor lies delicately over her snow-colored fur. Her silver armor almost seems like ice resting over snow, though in the sun it is clearly a very light metal. Her wings are a very light blue. So light that they are often mistaken for being a white color, much like her fur. Dangling off her tail is a little charm. The main part of the charm is a silvery orb that seems to be almost clear. If you stare at the tiny ball long enough you'll notice some silver swirls moving deep inside the orb. It's almost like there is a bit of frost air, or light smoke twirling around the tinny ball that dangles from her tail.
Personality: Though Zaetlan has lived with the Tavelle household for a good potion of her life, she hasn't really picked up on their ignorance or even their 'poshness', if that even is something. The little glasswork dragon is a kind one, and often a voice of reason. In most situations the little thing can keep her head clear and knows what to say and when to say it. She, or she thinks, she is good at giving direction an often tries to tell Cyril to tell the others what to do. Because of this she can come off as a bit bossy, which she is. How ever then little dragon is easily frustrated when she has good advice and she is ignored. Though Zaetlan doesn't want to admit it the creature of glass does have a bit of a temper, if you set it off she can't do much, but she won't like you.

Name: Kishia Fairfox
Gender: Female
Age: Eighteen years
Appearance: The girl has a darker look to match her dark personality. Kishia is one of darker skin. It's tone slightly darker then a 'golden, sun-kissed' tone, but she isn't chocolate. Her wavy hair is dark enough to be a black-blue color. Her wavy hair is long, but it's often kept off her back and neck in a high pony tail. She does have some muscle though it really can't be seen if you just glance over her. In truth the girl could easily be seen as a bit 'chunkier'. She's not a tiny girl and she has the curves to prove it. But she isn't out of shape for she can move when needed. She has larger, almost deer-like eyes that are a dark-stormy gray. She is often seen in either tan or brown paints and a loose shirt. She also has a dark brown, almost black clock that she'll use to stay warm and even as a clock to help her hide in the shadows.
Personality: It is wrong to presume that a person's looks match their personality, but for Kishia most things are true. She has a dark personality to match her dark looks. Being raised on the streets has certainly toughen her up, to the point where any sweetness is gone. The girl is blunt, to the point where she doesn't care about if she hurt you or not. Though she isn't scholarly smart, she is street smart. She has a very scheming mind, always thinking about how she can get the best out of a situation. Now she really isn't conceded or full of herself, but she does think of herself, and her sister, first. When you live on the street the only way to survive is to think about yourself and only yourself. She isn't very trusting but if you brake her trust, even if she has none in you, she'll ever trust you again. She holds grudges and isn't afraid to show it. A 'friendship' with this girl is almost impossible. If you do form a bond with her, she will protect you and help you, though she wont be any nicer.
Strengths: Kishia is very good at close rang fighting. She's also a quick thinker and is pretty street smart.
Weaknesses: Kishia only thinks about herself and her sister, not others. She's very bad at long distance fighting, and she seems to have trust issues.
History: Kishia was born into one of the poorer families. Before she was born her father was killed, not missing just flat out killed. Her mother was forced to take up more jobs to support her all ready crumbling family. Starting at a young age Kishia was forced to help her mother get food and money, from that young age Kishia was a thief; a pick pocket, and a vey good one. When Kishia was six her mother ended up getting pregnant again, and her little sister Kana was born. Kana was the one person that Kishia truly loved for Kishia never really loved her mother. And those feelings grew worse, when Kishia was ten and Kana was 4 her mother died leaving just the two of them. Kishia grew up that day and was forced to take care of her sister. They lived in that ratty house for a while until some guards came and kicked them out for not paying what ever money was owed. Then the two were really on the streets. Their life when on like this living in too many places to count. As time went on Kishia grew harder and harder, while it seemed her sweet little sister didn't. Kana remained as sweet as ever. However, one night Kana was taken. Kishia woke up and found a pile of red sand at the door, and from then on Kishia's mission was to find her. She refused to loose her last bit of family.
Seeking: Her little, half sister Kana Fairfox.
Bonded to: Thierimos - Dire Wolf

Name: Thierimos (Pronounced Ther-imos)
Species: Dire wolf
Gender: Male
Age: 18; young adult
Appearance: Thierimos is ver much like his owner, an companion. The large wolf-like beast is pure black in color. Just as dark maybe even darker, if it's possible, then Kishia's hair. The raven black wolf's only markings are dots underneath his eyes. Three silvery-white dots lie under both eyes. They are the only spots of color on his coat, if you can even call them colorful, besides his eyes. Thierimos' eyes are normally shadowed by by his long, dark hair, however if you ever get to see them you'll notice that they are both bright, blood red. His left eye has a more glossy look then the other because he is actually blind in that eye.
Personality: Much like his companion Thierimos is a very dark dire wolf. He really isn't a fan of most people of creatures, other then Kishia, to whom he is loyal too. The large black wolf is quite stubborn and will often think that he is in fact right even when it's clear he isn't. Thierimos also has quite the temper, much worse then anything Kishia can offer. The wolf is easily angered and once he is, it's very hard for him to clam down. However the dire wolf is very loyal to Kishia and will do anything for her, anything. He looks to her as his last family and best friend. Much of his feelings come from Kishia, if she's agitated, he'll normally be agitated too. Along with their shared feelings is his view on other people, if Kishia doesn't like them he hates them and so on.

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Name: Ariella Rose Morielli, or Ari
Age: Seventeen years of age (17)
Gender: Female
Appearance: Ariella's 'true' form is a smaller girl. She is rarely ever taller then someone, even though she is older then most. She just barely stands five feet one inch (5'1") tall. The girl isn't thin, but she's not stocky either, she's just very average in body structure. Of corse she's not a naturally strong girl, being one of the smallest and all, but she has plenty of muscle for her size, she isn't totally ripped but her arms and legs are nicely toned from her work outs. She has wavy reddish brown hair that falls down to the middle of her back, though normally she has it pulled back into a high pony tail. Her almond shaped eyes are a dark honey color, and are flecked with green and gold. Her face is a bit rounder then some, but her higher cheek bones make up for that giving it a bit more 'shape. Her lips are pretty thin but still have a classy look. Ari has a nice curve to her body, though it isn't totally over exaggerated.
History: The girl isn't a quite, one and will gladly tell her story if asked. Its not a sad one or a dark one, but it's hers with her ups and downs. Ariella was born to a very rich man and a not so rich woman. Her father loved her mother dearly, though it was quite clear that his wife loved his money more then him. Still the couple were happy, and soon they were expecting a lovely little girl. Ever since birth Ari was a small one. from day one she was underweight and very tiny. Her parents had no 'abilities' and it's unclear where she might have gotten the powers from, but evidence is leaning to her mother's side. Ariella had a nice life, she never had to work very hard to live, her parents were well off, and that was quite clear. The the young girl grew so did her powers. It started with little things but soon it was clear that she was special. Her parents were worried at first and actually sent her to a doctor to see what was wrong. But after many tests the girl was proclaimed 'normal'. Finally after talking to many people they found that she was infract a shifter. When she was fifteen her parents packed her bags and sent to Evenslip, happy to begone of her 'odd' powers and happy that she was with others of her 'kind' (though she knows that they aren't really a 'species'). After a few years, and a lot of hard work the girl finally became the female head of her house, and she couldn't be prouder.
Power: Ariella can shift into any body in the world. Of corse it isn't that easy. To be able to shift she needs a special item that belonged to that person, whether is be their favorite blanket or a necklace, if they were attached to it she can use it. She can only shift into people, but they don't have to be alive any longer. However when she changes if she's connected enough she can think their thoughts and tap into their memories. But in the end this takes up much of her energy and she can't do it for long. Still after being at the school for a few years she's learning and growing stronger.
House: Cambiare, head girl
Other: At the moment Ari doesn't have any love interest. Though she's a talkative girl, but she just isn't looking.

Name: Calix James Skylstad
Age: Sixteen years of age
Gender: Male
Appearance: For his age Calix is a tall boy, he stands at about five feet 8 or 9 inches (5'8.5"). He's pretty thin giving him a rather lanky appearance at times with his long, thin arms and legs. His face is more round in appearance with a smaller nose, thinner lips and and round eyes. His green eyes are often covered by his curly brown hair that tends to fall into his face from time to tom. His hair isn't really long, but it's long enough and curls just the right way, that it falls into his face. His hair also has a messy appearance and even a nice comb through only makes it so neat.
History: Caliz is a shy and very soft spoken boy. He isn't one to just go and tell someone his story. It's neither super good or super bad it's just a story, he's just too shy to share it. (I'll think of something later)
Power: Calix can control the element of lightning. He can take the electricity from storms along with sockets and other powered items (that have to have a very strong electrical current) and move it or reconfigure it. He can also take the static around him and use his own energy to make lightning. Still, the boy isn't very strong yet and if he has too much power around him or in his hands it tends to go a bit haywire.
House: Tellus house
Other: Calix has no love interest. The boy is too shy to speak to most people, never the less the girl he likes.