the mellow liger inn {ian's elde chararacters}

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Ian LeStraud ♀ (update in progress, 1/7/17)
Glint Maeberye ♀
Callow Verdan ♂
Amaranthine Nhetanyu ♀
Enzo Finch ♂
Emerin Edenthaw ♂
Thesilea Vale ♀
Briskal Elascha'Mrain ♂
Nicasia Tanaquil ♀
Myriani Cyithrel ♀
Talax Embergine aquila ♀
Kaesu Finn Lanius ♂
Zanadia Eren Tyrannus ♀
Azrai Bloodborn ♂

Credit goes to Bena, Jen, and all the artists for the references of bonded creatures.

Will be edited later to include lots and lots of stuff, so please - do not post until I give the a-okay. I've been working very hard on my Keepers, Wardens, and Bearers for you guys.... ono

I am always looking for art of my characters, so PM me! Looking for quality over quantity.

Please PM me if you'd like me to join a roleplay with any of my characters. I love roleplaying :3
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Full Name}} Her name is Ian Esther LeStraud, meaning "starring gift from the gracious god". A name with power behind it, and responsibility. A name like that is something to live up to.
Nickname}} The people she cares about call her Ian.
Gender}} Ian is a female, despite her first name. Her father always wanted a son.
Age}} Ian is about eighteen years old, she could be a few years younger or older. She hasn't really kept track, and the years have blurred together.
Job}} Ian is a Rune Bearer, traveler, thief, assassin, scout, rogue. She has many titles.
Desired Job}} She's doing what she loves.
Physical Features}} Ian has deep chocolate-brown hair a few that reaches a few inches below her shoulders. She keeps it out of her face in an elaborate braided bun. Her facial structure is well-defined, with high cheekbones and full lips. Her top lip is slightly out of proportion with her bottom one, being slightly less full, but isn't noticeable until she points it out. Her eyes are a deep hazel color flecked with grey, and usually flicker with mischief. She stands at a tall 5'9, above average for most women. Her limbs are long and well-proportioned, her body toned and lithe from many years at her line of work. Her skin is tanned from years in the sun and freedom, and the faint beginnings of crow's feet can be seen around her eyes, the product of years of squinting into the sun. That is, until she bonded with her three runes.

The first was Murmuro, the jade-green Celtic Wolf Rune from the Celtlands. He lended an inch of his massive height, a higher forehead and a flatter nose. Her eyes turned from a greyish chocolate to a greenish hue, though still extremely dark. Her hair grew coarser and longer, causing her to change her style from a bun to a single braid that hangs to the middle of her back. Ethoria lent her a fierceness to her gaze, her eyes now more yellow than mossy green-hazel. Her fingers are longer, with sharper nails, and her canines sharper and more defined. Lorelei lent a slimmer, more graceful body, Her curves rounding out slightly. Her hair changed back into wild, luxurious curls; though their length stayed the same.

Personality}} Ian was always too feisty for her own good. It's what got her disowned, and also what brought her to Benathorn and Jendalie. So I guess it could be considered both a skill and a weakness, really. She's extremely dexterous and light on her feet, seeing no problem with getting a little dirty in the sake of fun or survival. She's always looking for a good time, and is stubborn to a fault. Strengths include a passion for life and adventure, as well as a sharp diplomatic eye. Weaknesses revolve around her Runes, she'd do anything and everything for them. She also isn't physically strong - her strengths center around agility and precision rather than brute force. Ian gained both talents and failings from her three bonds. With Murmuro, the Celtic Wolf Rune, she gained speed and agility above the average human. She also gained stamina and a hardiness of cold weather. This caused her to become arrogant, and on more than one occasion has she underestimated an opponent and Murmuro had to step in.

With Ethoria's bond she gained the ability to intimidate with a look alone, and enhanced low-light vision. Her skin became resistant to heat, and she no longer has the ability to produce sweat. Her body temperature can also fluctuate ten degrees in either direction (90 - 110) without any physical effects. With this, though, she is more susceptible to drought and long cold spells because she will not feel it right away; and by then it could be too late.

Lorelei's bond was, perhaps, the one that lent her the best tools for diplomacy. She became graceful and poised, almost haughty over her abilities. She grew a certain fondness for water and as such has become quite a good swimmer. Navigational and spatial awareness also increased. However, her tendency to travel grew into a need, and she can no longer stay in one place for too long without getting restless. Her aptitude for breaking the law also increased, leading her into more dangerous situations.


History}} Ian grew up in an estate just outside of Alabaster City. Around her tenth year (considered almost an adult, by her society's standards) she discovered that her father was having an affair. She also discovered that their had been a child of that union, born just three months after herself. She was disgusted, and grew to hate her father. She had her Adultering party, and soon after fell in love with Aspen St. Claire, a son of the St. Claires. Only one problem - he was already engaged. They made plans to get married anyway, but her father found out and disowned her. She left her love to travel, knowing that he could not marry a woman who had no status in society. She stayed in an inn in the city, learning how to protect herself with a blade from a retired keeper.

She left a few years before Hubris came to power, stumbling upon Gadzooks in the forest. He brought her to Benathorn and Jendalie's cottage, and she learned of the runes and all they had to offer. Instead of joining her brothers and sisters in arms, Ian felt no desire to fight in the war.

Instead, she learned of a large rune deep in the heart of the Celtlands, and journeyed there on the back of a stolen horse. She bonded with the Celtic Wolf Rune, Murmuro, and stayed in the Celtlands to further her training.

A couple of months later the pair headed for the volcanoes and a bearer called Sophie LeClaire. Ian bonded with Sophie's feisty Scoria discovery, taking in the little female as her own. It wasn't long before Ian and the she-devil bonded, and from there they decided to avoid Hubris' minions and head for the wild western coasts. Ian discovered a tiny island off the mainland, really no more than a spit of dirt; but covered in lush forests and meadows. She built a little cottage and has lived there ever since, though she leaves for large periods of time to travel and often comes back to a nest of runes that have to be convinced to find a different place to live than her bathroom counter.

Bonded with}} Lorelei the siren rune, Ethoria the scoria rune, Murmuro the celtic wolf rune.
Growing fond of}} Perhaps she has taken notice of a certain poacher she met on her travels, but that name she will not digress just yet.
Married to}} She does not plan to get married anytime soon.
Mother to}} Ian has no children and plans on adopting when the time comes. She has seen orphans and will not bring a child into the world when there is one in need of mothering.

Other art}} x by Pleighh on CS
x by xape on FR

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Full Name}} Just Murmuro will do.
Nickname}} He allows Ian to call him Mur, or Mur-Mur, but no-one else.
Gender}} Male, of course.
Age}} Unknown, but has reach adult size.
Physical Features}} Murmuro is tall, even for a Celtic Wolf Rune, coming in at around 5'5 feet. He is seven feet long from nose to tail. Rather than scales, Murmuro is covered with a shaggy, coarse outer layer of jade green fur and a shorter undercoat of soft emerald fur. His eyes are piercing amber, with pupils ringed with an alarming shade of crimson. He carries an aurora of discipline and royalty about him, something that other runes pick up on.

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Personality}} Murmuro is a intelligent, resourceful, and powerful Rune. He likes to flirt with the ladies but gets tongue-tied around the ones he truly likes. He loves to explore the many wild places of Eldemore, like Ian does. He does what he's told in his own way, meaning he likes to stretch the boundaries given to him; often in the form of chewing on Ian's boots, gloves, or hats before she can wrestle them away from him. He loves to do new things and test his ideas and the mettle of both him and his owner. Some Runes picture him as a busy body when he is actually really laid back around those he trusts. He hates fighting, despises fighting to his very core, though he knows that sometimes a fight is the only outcome of a situation. He prefers to hide in the bushes and spy than hash it out with his claws and teeth, though.

History}} Murmuro was born to a fairly large pack of Celtic Wolf Runes, and became their leader through sound judgment and an aura that sparked loyalty among his followers. When Ian came snooping around his territory, Murmuro made sure she knew she wasn't wanted. He did not expect Ian to charm him. When she decided to leave the Celtlands, he wanted to come with her, as her stories of fantastic faraway places had put a spell on his heart. He left a wise member of his pack in charge and became Ians' sole companion - for a while.
They met Ethoria in the volcanic lands, and his temper was already soured by the heat. He disliked the other Rune immensely, as she took Ian's attention away from him, but in time grew to accept the pesky female as a strong member of the 'pack'.
The calming sea breezes of Lorelei's homeland did little to soothe the oppressive heat, and Murmuro once again found himself in the company of annoying, tiny rune dragons. Lorelei's song, much like his own deep keening, changed his outlook towards the other male and the two developed a friendship of sorts, often wreaking havoc among villages that they visit - much to the chagrin of Ian and Ethoria.

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Bonded with}} Ian LeStraud
Growing fond of}} He has eyes only for his Xochi.
Mated to}} Xochi the Wildflower Rune.
Father to}} N.a

Other Images}} x by Taiyo on CS
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Full Name}} Ethoria.
Nickname}} She refuses to answer to any so-called nicknames.
Gender}} Ethoria is a female.
Age}} Unknown, Adult.
Physical Features}} Like most Scoria Runes, Ethoria is smallish in stature; with markings ranging from red to yellow and black to almost pale gray. She also has the unique wings of her kind, made out of a pseudo-obsidian like substance. It is part of her, much like a rhinoceroses horn, and she does have nerve endings inside her wings, though deadened from the rock. It is because of this that she makes a strange humming sound when she flies - the product of the rocks rubbing together - and because of their weight -even semi-hollow- she needs a large open space to take off. Her wings and tail growths signify a fully adult female. Beware, the rock is razor sharp and doubles as a weapon when needed.

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Personality}} Ethoria has a napoleon complex, for sure. With her razor-sharp wingtips, she is able to inflict wounds that rival a dagger's rending. She is extremely distrustful of humans in general, and is eager to help any animal escape their dangerous embrace. She is also wary of other creatures, no matter if they're bonded to a human or not. This is not to be confused with fear - Ethoria feels that any animal can turn his or her back on friends, human or not. She wouldn't call it fondness, exactly, but Ethoria has come to see that Ian, Murmuro, and lately even Lorelei would not do anything to put her in harms' way - perhaps she is starting to see that not everyone is as wicked as they seem.


History}} Ethoria grew up outside of a small volcanic settlement. From day one she was taught to be wary of other animals, humans especially. Her family was eventually slaughtered by the hungry villagers during a famine, she alone escaping. Ethoria grew cold and distant towards the world, her distance eventually turning to hatred. She is bitter and resentful towards everything and everyone. For years she was alone, needing no-one, and wanting for no-one. She watched as village that had once housed humans grew silent with death.
Finally, it began to blossom with life again. Curious, and not wary enough, she flew closer and was entrapped by a poachers' net. If it hadn't been for Sophie LeClaire, Ethoria would've been sold on the black market. Instead, she jabbed a taloned foot at Delyth and tried to bite Silvanus. Sophie managed to calm the feisty Scoria Rune and sent a telegram to headquarters, writing of her new discovery.
Ian happened to read the scribbled note posted on the board, and set out for the volcanoes immediately. Once the tall brunette got there, Ethoria felt a strange connection to the girl whom, like herself, had lost her parents and her family. From the very beginning the human undermined everything she had ever been taught, and although she was extremely wary and prone to lashing out, Ethoria asked Ian to bond with her. The human, touched, accepted her offer and was changed to more of her likeness.

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Bonded with}} Ian LeStraud
Growing fond of}} She used to have a small crush on Falsk Syn.
Mated to}} Pssh.
Mother to}} Of course not.

Other Images}} x by ~Heart.:.Broken~
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Full Name}} Lorelei Constantinople Dragonessa Rodina Charles - just kidding. It's just Lorelei.
Nickname}} Lore.
Gender}} Despite being a Siren Rune, Lorelei is male. A genetic anomaly.
Age}} Adult.
Physical Features}} Lorelei is a rare male siren rune, thought to be a genetic throwback to an earlier time before the Siren runes became a strictly female species. Because of this he is often hounded by members of his own species, seeing as females by themselves can only produce females via in vitro cloning. With Lorelei, however, they could potentially have sons. So all male Siren Runes so far discovered have been the offspring of a certain dark-eyed loverboy. Even with all that, Lorelei is often considered handsome, exotic even, by ladies of other Rune species. His blue and green color, unusual dark eyes, and long mane aren't something you see very often. If you don't have much experience around Siren Runes, watch their cheek spines. They can lift them up, down, and even side-to-side to show different emotions. Tiny differences in position, height, and mobility give the nuance in emotion that you can only identify with practice.

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Personality}} Lorelei is the scorge of the Eld coastline, Silverport, and the Oriental Isles alike. Both his wit and talons are razor sharp, and his unique way of speaking makes him stand out from a crowd. A gypsy, it is rare to see Lorelei in the same place twice. A good thing, since his kleptomaniacy is enough to drive others crazy. His status as a male Siren Rune is almost a myth, something that he prefers to keep that way, ironically. Lorelei adores the ladies and has a certain charm to him, what with those liquid dark eyes and smooth smile. He values mischief and freedom, and clever people delight him. He is also slightly selfish, common enough for his species. He also has a thing for different currencies, though persuading him to use some of his 'treasures' is a different story entirely.

History}} Lorelei was born in a group of other Siren Runes. When they realized he was male, and not female like most other Siren Runes, he was hounded constantly for attention. Male Siren Runes are very rare, you see. He grew up and was captured one day by poachers who knew that a young Siren could be trained to help find lost (stolen) Rune Dragons. They didn't count on Lorelei being extremely intelligent, and that bad decision ended up costing them their lives.
Not long after, Lore was swimming in a tidal pool when Bast and Serca came up to him. He hadn't been watching the tide and realized that the water was to low for him to escape without being spotted. Panicked, he began to sing, a low, keening sound that stopped his pursuers in their tracks. He managed to keep the song to a minimum, stopping when they were suitably charmed. He left, but followed them for a distance, having a very curious nature. When he spied Ian playing with Ethoria and Murmuro, he had to investigate. He hadn't seen such a large Rune Dragons before. He became fast friends with Ethoria after they shared history, and he absolutely adored Ian, who was almost a better thief than himself! He now travels with Ian, Murmuro, and Ethoria around the world, looking for new Rune Dragons and seeing everything Eldemore has to offer.

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Bonded with}} Ian LeStraud
Growing fond of}} Many, many women.
Mated to}} Lorelei? Mated? He's only ever asked one, and she refused his bead.
Father to}} Probably many, but none he has cared to meet.

Other Images}} x by Sᴡᴇᴇᴛʏᴘɪᴇ on CS
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Secondly, the fantastic and lovely Glint....

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Full Name}} Glint Maeberye. Meaning 'giving out or reflecting small flashes of light.' The name fits her, she is the sun, shining, eclipsing others in all her glory.
Nickname}} Glint has no nicknames.
Gender}} Glint is a female.
Age}} Glint is younger than her cousin, Ian, she is 16 years old.
Job}} Glint is a mercenary for hire as well as a Dire Warden.
Desired Job}} She desires nothing. She is well-suited to her job, that doesn't mean she has to like it, but there is nothing she can think of that she'd rather do.
Physical Features}} Glint looks fairly similar to her cousin, being that their fathers are twin brothers. Glint, however, has lighter hair the color of mahogany rather than chocolate, with blonde highlights in the summer. The most unusual feature of Glint is her eyes, one is a shocking blue while the other is dark brown in color. She is quite self-conscious of her eyes, and though she'd never intentionally show weakness in front of someone else she often averts her gaze. Do not mistake this for a timid nature, I'd suggest that you never turn your back on her. She can be quite vicious.

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Personality}} Glint is a bit of a... dangerous sort. She fights with fervor and is ferocious on the battlefield, and loyal to a fault. Her crewmates look to her as their leader, after all she all but runs the mercenary gang nowadays. Don't mistake her cold demeanor for a lack of caring, she just knows how to make the hard choices. More often than not she's a serious sort, always scowling or impassive with her arms crossed over her chest. She can cut an imposing figure, but one thing about Glint is that she rarely looks people in the eye - unless she's killing them. This is because she is quite self-conscious of her eyes, and though she'd never intentionally show weakness in front of someone else she often averts her gaze. Do not mistake this for a timid nature, I'd suggest that you never turn your back on her. She can be quite vicious.

--outside: ferocious, loyal, begrudging, cold, feral, serious--inside: jokester, protective, intelligent, loves dogs-- WIP


History}} -born to loving, if bland family--house burned down when she was seven, went to her uncle for help but he refused--spent the next three years living on the streets of Alabaster's French Quarter--taken in by mercs shortly after her tenth birthday--at age 14 she'd fought her bloody way to leuteniant, leading her own band and getting a cut of the profits--found Pileus as a pup under some ragged blankets in the streets of silverport--took in the little pup who had been abandoned like she had--trained Pileus to be a warhound--promoted to captain after the last one 'mysteriously' disappeared--spends her days perfecting her skills and training Pileus-- WIP

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Bonded with}} Pileus the male black dire wolf.
Growing fond of}} Just maybe she feels something for the white-haired scholarly bearer of the bitter ink rune. She thinks his clumsiness is adorable, but call her on it and she'll slit your throat.
Married to}} Married? Glint? Hahahahahaha.
Mother to}} Glint doesn't want any children. She wouldn't want a baby to be around her while she works, it is much too dangerous for a little one.



Other Images}} x by xape on FR

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Full Name}} Pileus
Nickname}} Really?
Gender}} Male, if his huge size doesn't give it away.
Age}} Young adult.
Physical Features}} Pileus is tall for a dire wolf, and heavy too. He is built for strength and endurance, and his long teeth are perfect for hemorrhaging the flesh of his enemies - and Glint's -.

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Personality}} a bit of a loner, Pileus doesn't have much in the way of social aptitude or grace. He is all muscle, built for rending flesh, and he's quite good at it. That being said, he's fiercely protective of Glint and by association her entire squad. He can be quite sweet to his bondmate.

History}} born in heaps of trash-raised with a sister who eventually dies - mother leaves him when her milk dries up - he is hungry and cold and alone a half-grown dire pup wit ribs sticking out and hollow perpetually-hungry doe eyes, and he meets a sallow-cheeked youth with dirty hair and dirty skin but bright eyes, and she sparks something in his soul. protect. and when she eventually learns to protect him back, they are a team and one of her eyes change to match his. wip.

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Bonded with}} Glint Maeberye
Growing fond of}} N.a
Mated to}} N.a
Father to}} N.a

Other Images}} NONE! PM me to remedy this!

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Third up, the very smexy Callow <3

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Full Name}} Callow Verdan. Both meaning 'green'.
Nickname}} Callow was referred to as Cal by his older brother, but other people do not dare to call him that.
Gender}} Callow is obviously male.
Age}} Callow has been on this earth for 26 years.
Job}} Callow is a Sergeant, First Class, in the rebel army.
Desired Job}} After the war, Callow would like to settle somewhere and take up smithing like his father.
Physical Features}} Callow is all hard angles and lines, his jaw is square with a straight, proud nose and high cheekbones. Curly black hair crowns his staggering 6'9 feet of lean muscle, paired with icy blue eyes he is considered handsome by many standards. His skin is somewhat pale, being from the Celtlands, but is darker than most from his county because he has been outside for most of his life. His face is usually set in a scowl, a rapier in the scabbard on his left hip and he is most often dressed in the uniform of the rebel army, where it will not get him killed. A rifle is strapped to his back, a small knife in the inside of his left boot. If he is not in his uniform he is dressed in simple clothes in varying shades of brown, with tall leather boots and a modest brown cap; every inch looking like a peasant - except for his well-fed look and giant build.

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Personality}} --outside: growly, killer, trouble holding himself in check, angsty, brooding, scowly, serious--inside: dry humor, protective, rebellious, strong, damaged, martyr-- WIP


History}} -born to poor family, grew up happy but hungry--father was a smith before he went to enlist in the rebel army--father's ashes were delivered three years after he inlisted, older brother was asked to join the army but refused--when callow was old enough he enlisted, vowing to avenge the death of his father--eventually stopped all contact with his family, too dangerous for them--fell in love with his commander, left her command because relationships were not allowed--spent a year away before returning to base--found base under attack, his commander k.i.a--grief-stricken, ran from the flames of the burning camp and wallowed through a marsh before finding a modest cottage--eventually left--years passed, he let himself go--a year spent as a merc (under Glint) before deciding it wasn't for him--returned to base, reassigned--went to silverport, looking for an elkrin fawn--found a small child that looked remarkably like himself--talked to the owner of the Norsewood Inn about the boy, learns that the child was abandoned along with his twin sister--Callow talks to the twins and learns their mother left them with their aunt because she was a leading figure in the rebel army, and could not take care of them. he learned that their father was also in the rebel army, but did not stick around. Callow asks them what their mother's position was. Commander of the 21st division. His commander. His children. He takes his son and daughter in to raise them, buying a farm with his meager savings and taking up smithing--

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Bonded with}} An unknown elkrin with golden markings.
Growing fond of}} No-one can take the place of his lovely commander.
Married to}} Callow doesn't think he will ever get married.
Father to}} Alexx and Leva Verdan.

Other Images}} x by Butter Dragon on CS
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Full Name}} Roeheln
Nickname}} Roe, sometimes, when she's feeling playful.
Gender}} Doe; aka female
Age}} Adult
Physical Features}} wip.

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Personality}} wip


History}} Roeheln was a pretty young doe when she first met Lyro. He smelled of spice and far away places and danger, and the glitter of gold in his eyes and the silver of his antlers was enough for her to fall head over hooves in one summer. By the end she agreed to leave her herd with him, and they stopped in a moonlit grotto with other elkrin. One night she grew nervous, and the lowing of the herd was shattered by the cry of a human hunter. Torches lit around the herd, trapping the .

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Bonded with}} Callow Verdan
Growing fond of}} It's absurd for an Elkrin to have a crush on an ancient, but she does. Lachlan. Mmm.
Mated to}} N.a
Mother to}} Roeheln has a son, a great stag with antlers of gold and frost but he is gone and she, a mother again? Not when her bondmate is still fighting.

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