(new players welcome to join) The Lies of Sayark's Past •~○~●~○~• Fantasy RP

Ariel91

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Aug 12, 2014
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We are looking for more players so feel free to jump in wherever or whenever you want! :D

The world is set in a medieval tone with steam punk machines. The intro entry should give a better feel for the world, lol.

RP rules:
Please no cursing
Please no (bad) drama lol
Romance is okay but please keep it PG-13
Feel free to make Wildling or Dragon OCs but please don't make too many they are both rare races :)
If you want to make Orc, Goblin, or other mythical OCs feel free
Please no "all powerful" characters or races, thanks!
You can have as many characters as you like so long as you can keep track of them all, lol
Thanks for joining and I hope you have fun!!

Races:
Elves - Elf Maids

Elves are the ruling race and generally a haughty and wealthy people. They are frighteningly intelligent, their intricate brains able to plan several steps ahead of the other races. But their arrogance generally causes them to underestimate any but their own kind. They are tall and slender, their hair straight and ranging widely in hue. They have long pointed ears and abnormally long limbs with narrow faces.

Dwarves - Dwarf Maids

Dwarves are a hard working and stubborn race. They often do not get along well with others due to the fact that many of the fairer and taller races mock them. Though there is a stereotype that Dwarves are slow it couldn't be farther from the truth. Dwarves build almost all of the machines that the races use. Their minds cunning and sharp. They are a short people, generally no higher than a human's chest. They have shaggy hair and beards, the Maids have long sideburns that they either curl or braid depending on the fashion of the time.

Nixies - Pixies


Nixies are a childish race in both looks and mannerisms. They have brightly colored skin and often dress in clothing made from greenery. They are mostly ignored by the other races due to their child - like appearances, when in truth they are a very tough race.

Centaurs - Centress

Centaurs look like a cross between Elves and horses. They come in all breeds and sizes, the only thing that they all have in common is their tempers. On the whole Centaurs are not a very intelligent race, but they make up for what they lack in intelligence with bravery.

Wildlings - Wildling Maids

Wildlings are an ancient race, a cousin to the Elves. Hundreds of years ago the Elves tried to seize power from the Dragons and a war was waged. Only the Wildlings fought alongside their powerful and Noble leaders and for that they were nearly wiped out alongside them. Wildlings are as tall as Dwarves and have wild, curling hair that ranges in hue. They have round, beautiful faces with eyes that glow in the night. They are a passionate race, often fighting for what they believe in.

Dragons - Dragoness

Dragons once ruled the land with a kind and noble hand. Hundreds of year ago a band of Elves, whom the dragons had trusted as stewards, convinced the other races that the cruelty that they had caused themselves was actually because of the Dragons. They then waged war upon their leaders and seemingly wiped out their race. But a few of them have survived in hiding and have decided to reveal themselves once more. Another secret is that the Dragons can take on biped form. Looking much like Elves with the exception of clawed hands, slitted pupils, and great, frilled ears that look much like wings.

Men - Women

Not particularly bright nor agile they are lower ranking even then the Dwarves. But what they lack in other areas they make up for in will power. No matter the odds a Man will never step down from a challenge. Men look a mix between Elves and Dwarves, due to the fact that they are a result of cross breeding during the Dragon Wars. They were bred as soldiers, sturdier than Elves and more agile than Dwarves, it was Men who turned the tide and made the Elves win the war. But the Elves had made society forget that Men are the original Mongrels, not wanting anyone to know that they had once willingly bred their lines with those of Dwarves.

Jinn

Are powerful and mysterious creatures. They are rumored to be able to not only change their size but also their form itself. Jinn are the dark reflection of D'Jinn, for every Jinn there is somewhere in the world a "twin" that is their opposite. Jinn are fire based beings, taking on the color and textures of flame and lava. Though there have been a few known to represent earth and nature. They have the ability to control the element that they represent to a degree. Thus they are highly sought after by warmongers and are often employed as mercenaries.

D'Jinn

Are the kinfolk to Jinn and share much of the same characteristics. Being the light mirror image their elements are not the same as Jinn. A water D'Jinn's opposite is a controller of fire, a wind D'Jinn's is earth. Though they are as powerful as their twin race they do not sell their skills. Instead they keep themselves apart from the world, watching the goings on, never interfering with the other races.

Mongrel

Mongrel is the cruel moniker given to any creature of mixed races.

Feel free to suggest more races if you want! :D

Places:
Sayark - Formerly one of the greatest of the Dragon Estates, none other than Kaydar's old home. After the Dragon Wars the mansion was torn down and left to rot. Over a hundred years later a troop of Dwarves were sent by the Elf King to mine beneath the ruins of the old mansion which now looked to be a mountain. The Dwarves settled down and built a small town and over the decades more people came of all races and settled down in search of the riches that the mines brought forth. But that was over a hundred years ago and now the city is poor, the descendants of the once wealthy people scrapping by just to earn a living.

Churell - The great valley kingdom where our tale takes place.

Neyria - The fishing town that lays on the border of the river Glassdon.

Petara - The castle in which the Elf king and his harem live. It lays on the old burial grounds of the Dragons, a further insult to their former benefactors.

Belyure - The Elf kingdom, a huge city near the edge of Churell where the king rules over all of the valley. It is a very dangerous place with a seedy underbelly of crime and murder.

Trigain - The massive farming village that lays between Sayark and Belyure.

Puralay - A fortress-city that used to belong to the Dragons and is now used as the military hub of the Elves. The people who live in the city that surrounds the massive fortress are used as slaves and not permitted to leave.

Glaydess - A huge forest that lays on the other side of the great river Glassdon, ringing the entire valley of Churell.

Leafyre - A small hunting village in the middle of the great forest Glaydess. The village is very remote, untouched by the swirling tides of politics. Its people are strong and powerful, they refuse to put up with weakness or foolishness.

Glassdon - A massive river that borders the city of Sayark, the only one of the four rivers to be named.

And if you want to suggest any other places feel free


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Approved Characters
((Please submit your peoples and I'll post them here and also on our character page https://www.backyardchickens.com/a/the-lies-of-sayarks-past-character-page))​

Elves - Elf Maids
Elves are the ruling race and generally a haughty and wealthy people. They are frighteningly intelligent, their intricate brains able to plan several steps ahead of the other races. But their arrogance generally causes them to underestimate any but their own kind. They are tall and slender, their hair straight and ranging widely in hue. They have long pointed ears and abnormally long limbs with narrow faces.

Known Elves and Elf Maids
Name: Qualair
Race: Elf
Gender: Male
Age: Ancient
Hometown: Sayark
Love interest: His harem
Personality: Cruel and heartless
History: Qulair was raised by Kaydar and his mate as their son. When he was an adult he convinced his "father", who was equal to a Dragon king, to appoint Elves as his stewards and officials. Kaydar complied, wanting to please his adopted son. After a decade of securing his place of power Qualair started to mistreat the people, his followers whispering that it was the idea of the dragons. Within five years the war had started, he took power of his armies and slaughtered the Dragons and Wildlings with the knowledge that he had gained from his "father and mother". He later attacked Kaydar's mansion and stabbed his "mother" in the heart. Kaydar had returned home to find all of his kinfolk dead. Qualair considered that the last victory for Kaydar disappeared. He then continued to build his empire, relishing in his newfound power. He has ruled since that day, his heirs uncountable and all fighting to be the one to inherit the throne.
Appearance: A tall gaunt Elf with lily white skin that stretches over his bones like wet paper. He has blue eyes that are nearly covered in cataracts and bloodshot. His hair is so thin and pale that it looks like strands of cobwebs.
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Username: Ariel91

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Name: Wealthy Elf aka Skylur
Race: Elf
Gender: Male
Age: 200
Hometown: Nomad
Love interest: himself
Personality: Greedy and cruel
History: Seedy
Appearance: Loves to flaunt his wealthy with expensive attire.
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Username: Dusty61



Dwarves - Dwarf Maids

Dwarves are a hard working and stubborn race. They often do not get along well with others due to the fact that many of the fairer and taller races mock them. Though there is a stereotype that Dwarves are slow it couldn't be farther from the truth. Dwarves build almost all of the machines that the races use. Their minds cunning and sharp. They are a short people, generally no higher than a human's chest. They have shaggy hair and beards, the Maids have long sideburns that they either curl or braid depending on the fashion of the time.

Known Dwarves and Dwarf Maids


Nixies - Pixies

Nixies are a childish race in both looks and mannerisms. They have brightly colored skin and often dress in clothing made from greenery. They are mostly ignored by the other races due to their child - like appearances, when in truth they are a very tough race.

Known Nixies and Pixies
Name: Gardenia
Race: Pixie
Gender: Female
Age: Uknown
Hometown: Glaydess
Love interest: None
Personality: Sweet and thoughtful, until you push her too far. Then the wrath of one angry Pixie will descend upon you. Being a Pixie and having been looked down upon for all of her life she stands up for the underdog.
History: She was captured by a band of nomad Elves that kept her caged for nearly ten years and used her to earn gold as a side show act. Due to her strange markings that glow softly upon her skin. She has a twin that she has desperately been searching for, that was the reason that she was captured by the Nomadic Elves.
Appearance: Blue, green, yellow, and pink spots are scattered about her body and they glow faintly. She wears a slip made of frothy white gauze.
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Username:Dusty61

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Name: Willow
Race: Nixie
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Hometown: Glaydess
Love interest: None
Personality: Unknown
History: Unknown
Appearance: He has metalic colored spots that glow faintly during the day and flair brighter with emotion.
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Username: Dusty61

Centaurs - Centress

Centaurs look like a cross between Elves and horses. They come in all breeds and sizes, the only thing that they all have in common is their tempers. On the whole Centaurs are not a very intelligent race, but they make up for what they lack in intelligence with bravery.

Known Centaurs and Centress
Name: Keeper
Race: Centaur
Gender: Male
Age: 12
Hometown: Unknown
Love interest: none
Personality: Meek
History:
Appearance: see below
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Username: Dusty61

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Name: Ryllie Ann
Race: Centress
Gender: Female
Age: 10
Hometown: Glaydess
Love interest: None
Personality: Fiery and spirited
History: Her mother and father were killed while they were trying to protect their children from being captured by the Elves. She had been able to escape but her baby brother had not been as lucky. Her brother had been wounded and had died shortly after the attack. She was truly on her own. While wandering the forest she came across an older Centress that was searching for her son, whom was taken by a band of Elves. She had agreed to join Lost Mother to find her son, for she had revenge of her own to fufill.
Appearance: She walks with a limp due to an injury she got when the Elves killed her family. She wears a golden pendent in the shape of an 'r' that was given to her by her parents on her 10th birthday.
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Username:Dusty61

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Name: Lost Mother
Race: Centress
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown
Hometown: Belyure
Love interest: TBR
Personality: Strong and determined
History: She had one son who was taken away from her when he was very young.
Appearance: She is a beautiful older Centress, in her day she was very ravishing.
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Username:Dusty61

Wildlings - Wildling Maids

Wildlings are an ancient race, a cousin to the Elves. Hundreds of years ago the Elves tried to seize power from the Dragons and a war was waged. Only the Wildlings fought alongside their powerful and Noble leaders and for that they were nearly wiped out alongside them. Wildlings are as tall as Dwarves and have wild, curling hair that ranges in hue. They have round, beautiful faces with eyes that glow in the night. They are a passionate race, often fighting for what they believe in.

Known Wildlings and Wildling Maids
Name: Ellayn
Race: Wildling
Gender: Female
Age: Ancient
Hometown: Unknown
Love interest: Kaydar
Personality: Ellayn is a kind, soft spoken woman whom would never hurt a soul, aside from Qualair.
History: She has no memory of her time before Petara, but it is revealed that she is infact Kaydar's mate whom he believes to be dead. She is also Tollia's mother.
Appearance: Power and majesty given form.
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Username: Ariel91

Dragons - Dragoness

Dragons once ruled the land with a kind and noble hand. Hundreds of year ago a band of Elves, whom the dragons had trusted as stewards, convinced the other races that the cruelty that they had caused themselves was actually because of the Dragons. They then waged war upon their leaders and seemingly wiped out their race. But a few of them have survived in hiding and have decided to reveal themselves once more. Another secret is that the Dragons can take on biped form. Looking much like Elves with the exception of clawed hands, slitted pupils, highly flexible wings, and great, frilled ears that look much like wings themselves.

Known Dragons and Dragoness
Name:Sterling Chapman
Race:Dragon
Gender:Male
Age:278 (looks about 19)
Hometown:Sayark, lives on the outskirts in the forest.
Love interest:None but he's open!
Personality:Happy, easy going, loves causing trouble, loves his 'sister'.
History:Look at Florence.
Appearance:Look below.
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Username:Wintent

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Name: Kaydar
Race: Dragon
Gender: Male
Age: Ancient
Hometown: Unknown
Love interest: Ellayn though he believes that she was killed by Qualair
Personality: Grouchy and snappish
History: TBR
Appearance: Kaydar scales are the color or burnished gold and his eyes are a deep green. Both his ears have been town off along with one of his horns. His body is covered in scars where chunks of scales are missing.
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Username: Ariel91

Men - Women

Not particularly bright nor agile they are lower ranking even then the Dwarves. But what they lack in other areas they make up for in will power. No matter the odds a Man will never step down from a challenge. Men look a mix between Elves and Dwarves, due to the fact that they are a result of cross breeding during the Dragon Wars. They were bred as soldiers, sturdier than Elves and more agile than Dwarves, it was Men who turned the tide and made the Elves win the war. But the Elves had made society forget that Men are the original Mongrels, not wanting anyone to know that they had once willingly bred their lines with those of Dwarves.

Known Men and Women
Name: Rosemary Lyle
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Hometown: Churell
Love interest: Couldn't care less
History: Rosemary grew up with her two brothers and parents in one of the most awful parts of town. Her father was a carpenter, working day and night to try earn enough money to support his family. One day, Rosemary came home from hunting in the woods with her older brother, only to find that their oldest sibling had left without a word. She still doesn't know what happened. Two years later, her closest friend and second oldest in her family died from fever. She still misses him dearly, and is determind she will never be that close to anyone, so she doesn't get hurt all over again.
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Personality: Despite her hard cold life, she always finds the time to have fun. Sometimes this will mean playing tricks on unexpectant market browsers, having a good gallop on her horse, or just perfecting her aim with her bow. She is sweet and caring once you get to know her, but will stand up for what she believes in. Since growing up with two brothers she is tough and it takes allot to break her
Appearance: (Has darker more tanned skin then in the picture, and expressive dark hazel eyes)
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Username: Silver Bantam

Jinn

Are powerful and mysterious creatures. They are rumored to be able to not only change their size but also their form itself. Jinn are the dark reflection of D'Jinn, for every Jinn there is somewhere in the world a "twin" that is their opposite. Jinn are fire based beings, taking on the color and textures of flame and lava. Though there have been a few known to represent earth and nature. They have the ability to control the element that they represent to a degree. Thus they are highly sought after by warmongers and are often employed as mercenaries.

Known Jinn

Name: T'lan (No last name)
Race: Jinn (her D'jinn is Nal'T)
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown
Hometown: Unknown
Love interest: Unknown
Personality: Mysterious, intelligent, and powerful. Rarely ever talks.
History: No one knows when or how she was born. She will give you information for a price (she has a weakness for cast iron jewelry, rubies, and topaz) She always has a hint of a smile, like she know something you don't, which she probably does.
Appearance: Seems to be as if she was molded out of fire and lava.
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Username: Dragapacacorn.

D'Jinn

Are the kinfolk to Jinn and share much of the same characteristics. Being the light mirror image their elements are not the same as Jinn. A water D'Jinn's opposite is a controller of fire, a wind D'Jinn's is earth. Though they are as powerful as their twin race they do not sell their skills. Instead they keep themselves apart from the world, watching the goings on, never interfering with the other races.

Known D'Jinn

Name: Nal'T
Race: D'Jinn (his Jinn is T'lan)
Gender: male
Age: unknown
Hometown: Unknown
Love interest: Unknown
Personality: He always plays down his powers, preferring to outwit rather than to intimidate. He is wracked with insecurities due to his limited abilities. Though his limitations are magnified in his mind.
History: It is unknown where he came from, due to the curse of his ability he does not know. He only can remember back a single fortnight, no more. He can recall places and the names of things, the ways of things. But of his own life and events he knows nothing. He was a powerful warrior and he was alive during the time that the Dragons reigned, he partook in the war. That is all that he knows, he does not know which side that he served. His blood can be used to temporarily block the memories of others. The effect only lasts a moment if his blood is applied to the skin of a creature, a fortnight if it is injected or placed upon a deep wound. It is unknown what effects it would cause if it was consumed. After fourteen days the memories will return instantly, but if the creature is injected with his blood for any extended period of time the memories are returned very slowly and in pieces. Causing the creature much pain. Nal'T can also control small amounts of water, no more than a glass. But when used in hand with his wit that little bit of power can overwhelm his enemies.
Appearance: His flesh is like river rock to the touch, but to look at him one would think he was made from water itself.
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Username: Ariel91

Mongrel

Mongrel is the cruel moniker given to any creature of mixed races.

Known Mongrels
Name: Tollia
Race: Wildling though it is later revealed that her father was a Dragon
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Hometown: Sayark
Love interest: Gar is hopelessly in love with her
Personality: She is as hard headed as a Dwarf, as cunning as a Pixie, and as brave as a Centaur. She is a mother hen by nature, loving and caring. But she is too stubborn for her own good and though she accepts friendship readily she is loath to accept any form of love due to her past. She also hates technology with a passion. Often getting irritated with Gar's love for machines.
History: Tollia was abandoned on the stoop of Sayark's church when she was a few months old. All that she has from her past life is the dagger that had been laying beside her in her reed cradle. She was raised alongside Gar whose Elf mother abandoned due to the shame of having an affair with a Dwarf. He is the only person she completely trusts in the world and she values his friendship so deeply that she is either unaware of his true feelings or chooses to ignore them out of fear of losing him.
Appearance: She has wild tawny colored hair and tilted emerald eyes. Her face has an angelic beauty about it and her entire being has an ethereal quality. She is not delicate like other Elves but has a strong and feline grace, like a creature of the forest. She is about the height of a dwarf, the crown of her head reaching a man's chest. She wears light leather armor at all times, her distrust causing her to guard herself as best she can. Though she does not remember, when the women of the church found her she had a tail. They proceeded to clip it off, fearing what the Elf guard would do to the baby if they ever found out. This resulted in Tollia believing that she is a pure blooded Wildling for most of her life, but lately she has begun to realize that she is more than just a Wildling. When she discovers her Dragon form she has no tail as a result of what the church women had done to protect her.
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Dragon form (discovered later on, no tail)

Username: Ariel91​

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Name: Gar
Race: Dwarf/Elf aka Mongrel
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Hometown: Sayark
Love interest: Tollia
Personality: Gar is shy and soft spoken, a true and brave soul. He would give his life for those that he loves without a second thought.
History: Gar was abandoned at the church before Tollia was. He was the one that had found her that rainy night. Since then he had felt like her protector and over time had fallen deeply in love with her. But his feelings are so strong that he doesn't dare tell her, out if fear of losing her friendship. Gar has always told people that he has no idea who his mother really is, but that is a lie. As part of his work for the church he had helped a dying Dwarf through his last stages of life. And, as was the Dwarvish way, he had promised to kill the old Dwarf with his own blade when his last hour drew near. But just before he carried out his duty the old Dwarf told him that he was his father. That he had not realized until now, he told him how grateful he was to have spent his last days with the son he had always wanted. And, as he grabs Gar's arm and forces the 20 year old lad to kill him, he whispers the name of his old lover. Gar's mother turns out to be a very wealthy aristocrat whose lines lead to the nobles that rule the valley. If it had been found out that she had loved a Dwarf, had given birth to a Mongrel she would have lost all rights to her wealth, title, and land. He keeps this secret from everyone, not out of fear for his mother's title, but out of respect for his father whom had fallen for such a callous Elf Maid. (Anyone who wants to OC as his mom is more than welcome to it)
Appearance: Gar has broad shoulders but lacks the barrel like chest of his father's race. He is only slightly shorter than a Man and his beard more resembles that of their race than the billowing Dwarvish beards. His hair is nearly black and his eyes are golden brown.
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Username: Ariel91

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Name:Florence Chapman
Race:Mongrel (Elf and Wildling.)
Gender:Female
Age:17
Hometown:Stark, she lives on the outskirts in the forest.
Love interest:None but she's open!
Personality:Loud, rambunctious, and loves to wrestle, and loves her 'brother'. Trouble maker.
History:She grew up with a dragoness and her son. Her mother (a wildling) had died at childbirth and left her with the dragoness (who was her midwife at the time.) She grew up with the dragoness and Sterling (the son and her adoptive brother.) Her life was amazing with only a few mishaps here and there but the worst was when her and Sterling where swimming (she was wearing some mens trousers and a strophium. Sterling (in his biped form) just his trousers and they where wrestling and she accidentally cut him with her braclets (which she had made of random metal pieces she had somehow put together.) he didnt notice so when he grabbed her from behind and was confused when she began screaming and thrashing in pain. Once he figured out was going on he carried her out of the river that had been swimming in and rushed over to their cave in the mountain to get his mother's help with the screaming Florence. They had been able to get the blood off and numbed it with herbs from the forest but from that incident she got a large scar covering about 3/5 of her back and some of her shoulder and neck.Another large incident she had been riding her horse (she had recently *cough cough* 'bought', which means she took the best looking horse from an auction when no one was watching.) and Sterling (biped form) riding behind her. (on a horse he had 'bought' too, he did the same as Florence.) She hadn't been watching (she was yelling at Sterling looking back at him.) when a low hanging branch hit her in the face when she went to turn her head to look in front of her. She fell off her horse and Sterling's horse barely had time to jump over her but still ended up clipping her stomach with it's front hooves. The branch had ended up cutting into her face leaving a scar from under her eye to right under her ear. Sterling had to pick her up off the ground and helped her back onto her horse they didnt have much time hearing the guards behind them. When they got away she had a couple of bruises including a large one where the horse's hooves hit her and the large scratch where the branch hit her. The largest event was when the dragoness , her adoptive mother and Sterling's mother, slain by an eleven knight. Florence was so upset and thinking irrationally she ran off and tried to jump off a cliff but Sterling was able to stop her before she did so. After a while she was ok but doesn't like to talk about it. She can be spotted in Sayark buying things or just looking around on rare occasions.
Appearance:Very light blond almost white hair, dark brown eyes, pale skin, and pale lips.
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Username:Wintent​
 
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A shadow passed over the sun, just another cloud passing through the sky. The townspeople did not look up, they lived in a valley bordered on all sides by great roiling rivers. The sky was always dark and cloudy, it was nothing new. In fact the very presence of the sun should have been a surprise. But life was hard in this little town, since the coal mines had began to flood work had been scarce. True they had machines that could pump the water back out of the shafts, but those clicking and whirring gears could only do so much. They could not keep up with the relentless rainfalls that had plagued the valley for nearly five years now. So the townsfolk did not look up, did not let the warm touch of the sun steal their attention away from their work. But then that was not exactly true, a few souls did look up at the sky. They had let their cloak hoods fall back on the carefree shoulders of the young. They had tilted their faces to the sun, each of them enjoying the rare glow that tingled as it fell upon their cheeks and necks. One young girl let a happy sound escape her throat, her slightly pointed ears twitching in joy. A pair of goggles sat upon her tawny locks, holding the long hair back from her cherubic face. The goggles were strange, multiple layers of lenses were attached to the copper frames, a press of a button just above her right ear could switch out the different colored sheets of glass. Her best friend had built them for her. Using his cunning dwarvish mind. He sat beside her now, her outcast of a friend. Half Elf, half Dwarf, he was a living taboo. Few of the townspeople would even speak to him. Tollia knew that she was his closest friend, because they were alike. She didn't fit into the fabric of this town anymore than he did. She was a Wildling, a type of Elf in truth, but a rare and wild cousin that had nearly been wiped out in a war hundreds of years ago. She didn't mind, she had not true love for people. Her little band of misfits was all that she needed in the world. They were all the family that she had, all that mattered anyway, those who had given her life had dropped her on the steps of the town church. Imaciated and near death. No, she had no family other than those who sat around her. She opened her eyes, planning to look at the ragtag group that sat in a half circle before her in the alley they had claimed as their own. But her heart skipped a beat and she was on her feet in an instant, her head still tilted back to the sky, her left hand gripping the dagger that was the only link to her past. Gar jumped up beside her, as the dreaded word escaped her lips. No more than a whisper, but each of her companions heard her word. "Dragon."
 
Kaydar felt the air beneath his wings, felt the wind billowing out his thick, leather - like membranes. He closed his eyes, relishing the feeling. How long had it been since he had last spread his wings? How long since he had last felt the delicious sensation of floating among the clouds? He could not remember. He sighed, his breath hot and heavy. He felt a chuckle rise in his throat at the thought of the old folklore about his people. Fire breath indeed. True his breath was as hot as the air in a forge, but it did not actually burn. It was just because of his kinds' boiling blood. Now if a lesser creature was to be splashed with a bit of his blood, now that would burn thwm. But not his breath, such foolish creatures they were. He could not believe that he had once adored them so. But then again that had been before the wars. Before he had seen them as little children, to be looked after and taught. Now he knew the truth, they were savage and bloodthirsty. More keen on killing than living at peace. All except the Wildlings, they alone still held a place in his old, hardened heart. He snarled at the memories that flooded his mind. The images of his people and his charges lying dead about him. Of his mate, held clutched in his claws. Her breath still, the memory of the roar that had escaped his throat. Oh if only the folk lore had been true. How he would have swept down upon his foes and engulfed them in a fiery inferno. But they were just stories and the memories were just images in his old mind. But the pain and the betrayal. They were still as fresh as if his Love had only died the day before. She had been killed by an Elf, the same fellow whom he and his mate had taken into their home as a son. The same fellow who had convinced them to appoint Elves as their Stewards. The same fellow who had been crowned as king when the wars had ended. He looked down at his old estate, at the travesty that Sayark had become. They had torn down his manor, buried his kin beneath the stones, his Mate. It looked a mountain now, and he could see the mouths of tunnels leading down into its depths. No doubt they were unearthing his treasure trove, thinking it had been born within the "mountain" and not a product of a lifetimes worth of search. He snarled again, hovering over the small town that they had built over his mate's gardens. How she had loved them, they had been her pride and joy. Fury burned in his brilliant green eyes and he began to descend upon the town.
 
(I'm gonna join :3 Don't know if this is how you intended the forms to be made, but I'll try X3)

Name: Rosemary Lyle
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Hometown: Umm.... help please? X3
Love interest: Couldn't care less
History: Rosemary grew up with her two brothers and parents in one of the most awful parts of town. Her father was a carpenter, working day and night to try earn enough money to support his family. One day, Rosemary came home from hunting in the woods with her older brother, only to find that their oldest sibling had left without a word. She still doesn't know what happened. Two years later, her closest friend and second oldest in her family died from fever. She still misses him dearly, and is determind she will never be that close to anyone, so she doesn't get hurt all over again.
History:
Personality: Despite her hard cold life, she always finds the time to have fun. Sometimes this will mean playing tricks on unexpectant market browsers, having a good gallop on her horse, or just perfecting her aim with her bow. She is sweet and caring once you get to know her, but will stand up for what she believes in. Since growing up with two brothers she is tough and it takes allot to break her
Appearance: (Has darker more tanned skin then in the picture, and expressive dark hazel eyes)
Image:

Username: Silver Bantam
 
(I'm gonna join :3 Don't know if this is how you intended the forms to be made, but I'll try X3)

Name: Rosemary Lyle
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Hometown: Umm.... help please? X3
Love interest: Couldn't care less
History: Rosemary grew up with her two brothers and parents in one of the most awful parts of town. Her father was a carpenter, working day and night to try earn enough money to support his family. One day, Rosemary came home from hunting in the woods with her older brother, only to find that their oldest sibling had left without a word. She still doesn't know what happened. Two years later, her closest friend and second oldest in her family died from fever. She still misses him dearly, and is determind she will never be that close to anyone, so she doesn't get hurt all over again.
History:
Personality: Despite her hard cold life, she always finds the time to have fun. Sometimes this will mean playing tricks on unexpectant market browsers, having a good gallop on her horse, or just perfecting her aim with her bow. She is sweet and caring once you get to know her, but will stand up for what she believes in. Since growing up with two brothers she is tough and it takes allot to break her
Appearance: (Has darker more tanned skin then in the picture, and expressive dark hazel eyes)
Image:

Username: Silver Bantam

((Awesome!! Thanks for joining. :D I added your info to the character entry. Sorry, I forgot to include the places. I have it in the 1st entry now, here ya go. Places:
Sayark - Formerly one of the greatest of the Dragon Estates,

none other than Kaydar's old home. After the Dragon Wars the

mansion was torn down and left to rot. Over a hundred years

later a troop of Dwarves were sent by the Elf King to mine

beneath the ruins of the old mansion which now looked to be a

mountain. The Dwarves settled down and built a small town and

over the decades more people came of all races and settled down

in search of the riches that the mines brought forth. But that

was over a hundred years ago and now the city is poor, the

descendants of the once wealthy people scrapping by just to earn

a living.

Churell - The great valley kingdom where our tale takes place.

Neyria - The fishing town that lays on the border of the river

Glassdon.

Petara - The castle in which the Elf king and queen live. It

lays on the old burial grounds of the Dragons, a further insult

to their former benefactors.

Belyure - The Elf kingdom, a huge city near the edge of Churell

where the king rules over all of the valley. It is a very

dangerous place with a seedy underbelly of crime and murder.

Trigain - The massive farming village that lays between Sayark

and Belyure.

Puralay - A fortress-city that used to belong to the Dragons and

is now used as the military hub of the Elves. The people who

live in the city that surrounds the massive fortress are used as

slaves and not permitted to leave.

Glaydess - A huge forest that lays on the other side of the

great river Glassdon, ringing the entire valley of Churell.

Leafyre - A small hunting village in the middle of the great

forest Glaydess. The village is very remote, untouched by the

swirling tides of politics. Its people are strong and powerful,

they refuse to put up with weakness or foolishness.

Glassdon - A massive river that borders the city of Sayark, the

only one of the four rivers to be named.

And if you want to add any other places feel free))
 

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