Irma looked to Salix, tilting her head curiously. "A...Portal? Isn't that the thing that's like a door, but it's weirder?" She inquired. "Maybe I could do that! Where's the portal?" Irma asked urgently, her glassy eyes wide with excitement.
"I will show you where it is. It will take awhile to get there Miss, I will carry you," Salix said, as he gently wrapped his bough around Irma's waist, lifting her and placing her on a sturdy branch.
(Okay! Just something I'd like to say, I'd prefer it if you wouldn't have my character say anything without my permission. Of course, it's not like saying "Whee!" changes the entire story or kills her or something similar to that, but I'd still rather just have full control of what she says. Don't take this the wrong way, you're actually one of the best role players I've seen, you're an amazing writer, it's just one of those common role play rules.
(Changed Valoka up a little bit. I wanted her to be more creepy/cooler, so she beheads whoever and whatever she kills with her meat cleaver and keeps the skulls. XD)Name: Valoka (AKA The Beheader)
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Personality: Usually silent, kind of creepy, and very skilled with magic. She mostly attempts to keep to herself.
History: Valoka was a close friend of Irma's as a child, and was with her when they found this place. But as Irma...Changed, they were no longer friends and Valoka decided to focus on learning ancient magic and becoming a sorcerer (which she has done). You can attempt to get her to tell you about Irma, because she knows quite a lot, but Valoka isn't one to help people.
Also, when Valoka was first learning magic, she did a spell on her eyes and made her irises pure white by accident. She can see, but she looks weird.
And, another thing, when Valoka kills someone or something she always chops of their head, to rid them of their honor. She scraps the meat off and preserves the skulls, so she can know how many rivals she has taken on and killed.
Pet?: None.
Species: Sorcerer
Picture/Description:
Weapon (optional, only different types of knives): For some strange reason, Valoka carries around a large meat cleaver...Honestly, it's to behead people.
Username: Garjzla
Did you like the story line (yes/no/suggestions. Optional):
(OK, sorry about that. Won't happen again.)(Okay! Just something I'd like to say, I'd prefer it if you wouldn't have my character say anything without my permission. Of course, it's not like saying "Whee!" changes the entire story or kills her or something similar to that, but I'd still rather just have full control of what she says. Don't take this the wrong way, you're actually one of the best role players I've seen, you're an amazing writer, it's just one of those common role play rules.)
Irma looked around curiously as he moved, and smiled happily. She was very excited to be taken to the portal, though she didn't know there was one here in the first place. She hummed to herself and patiently waited for them to arrive at the portal.
"Mister...Do you like being a tree?" Irma asked Salix curiously.
(Don't worry about it. You should give yourself a pat on the back because you're probably one of my favorite role players, LOL.)
"I would feel strangely out of place in this forest as a human. Humans do not belong here and they make easy prey for those with darkened souls. I would not be angry, I would be in danger." Salix replied.
