Adventurers Wanted (Players needed)

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Name:Drake

Gender:M

Age:17

Race:elf

Weapon(s):TBR

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Personality:Cunning and will be brave towards others. He gets annoyed easily, not afraid to be himself. Likes to make new friends and partners. Very skilled and swift.

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Other:Has a pet dragon.
 
Name:Twilight

Gender:F

Age:100

Race:Dragon

Weapon(s):None

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Personality: Very protective. Will attack if provoked in a warning way. timid and hyper.

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Mark woke up and found that the people who were chasing him were standing around him swords drawn. "We found that the dagger that we wanted was broken. Now we take the price of dagger from you. From your blood." they said while making cuts on his legs and arms. One of them even cut his face causing blood to spill into his eyes. Mark tried to sit up hours later after they had left but he couldn't even move an inch from all of the cuts that they had made.
 
Mark woke up and found that the people who were chasing him were standing around him swords drawn. "We found that the dagger that we wanted was broken. Now we take the price of dagger from you. From your blood." they said while making cuts on his legs and arms. One of them even cut his face causing blood to spill into his eyes. Mark tried to sit up hours later after they had left but he couldn't even move an inch from all of the cuts that they had made.
Aquila was in the tree observing, afraid to cause any problems that may occur. She leaped down and aid Mark. She crawled up to him, but shunned her face away wearing a bird mask. She snatched his arm lightly and began to slowly heal, "Are you okay?" She asked, with a panic voice.
 
"Yes." Mark managed to croak through a throat constricted with fear and amazement. The fear was from the people who had cut him. The amazement was because another person was helping him. Usually his clothes marked him as an adventurer and everybody steered clear of him.
 
"Yes." Mark managed to croak through a throat constricted with fear and amazement. The fear was from the people who had cut him. The amazement was because another person was helping him. Usually his clothes marked him as an adventurer and everybody steered clear of him.
"Good." Aquila sighed in relief. She detached her hand from his wound, "My name is Aquila and I'm a warrioress." She informed, revealing her face to him. "I tracked those goons who abducted you."
 
"They didn't abduct me. They wanted a knife that i had had with me. When i crashed onto my back the blade broke and the handle went spinning into the mud." Mark said pointing to the mud puddle he had slipped in.
 
"They didn't abduct me. They wanted a knife that i had had with me. When i crashed onto my back the blade broke and the handle went spinning into the mud." Mark said pointing to the mud puddle he had slipped in.
"Oh my bad I guess they had someone else." Aquila sighed, feeling stupid. "Anyways what where you doing?"
 
Name:Winter
Gender:F
Age:16
Race:Half elf half human
Weapon(s): Bow and arrow, swords, and staff
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Family:Deceased
History:Doesn't talk about it.
Personality:Quiet. She doesn't seem to like other peoples company. She often travels alone, a nomad. She can get snappy at certain topics even if you didnt say anything offensive. She does show large amounts of respect as long as you earn it, when she first meets you she shows respect.
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