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

<Hello, everyone, meet my new characters>

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.
Image:

Username:Dusty61
 
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. Image: Username:Dusty61 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ 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. Image: Username:Dusty61
((Awesome I'll add them to the list when I get to a real comp))
 
Florence pulled her horse to a sliding stop as they neared the others, Sterling stopping beside her barely breathing hard. He glanced at the two animals focusing on the short gelding as Gar scrambled up the horses back. Florence frowned looking at the elf on the ground she gestured towards him in a questioning manner in all honesty not really caring about him just being nosey.

Tollia shook her head, gracefully throwing herself into the slender mare's saddle. "He was whipping both of them, he didn't deserve them." Tollia slipped an ornate dagger in to her pack, the hilt inlayed with gold and silver. Another prize for her collection. She shrugged, gesturing toward the wood behind them. "Lead the way Tracker Sterling."
 
"I am out on my own" Rose answered simply, not wasting her breath on longer sentences. She followed his gaze to the road, where she saw the group of creatures heading toward them



Skylur groaned. "We are having no luck with the road, we will head towards the river. Maybe we will have more luck there." He climbed back into his saddle and headed towards the river, his band in tow beneath the trees.

Keeper watched the creatures closely, knowing how very dangerous they really were. Even from this distance he could recognize them as his former captors. As they were disappearing into the woods he saw what was left of Gardenia's cage. He strained his eyes to see who was pulling the wheeled cage, who had replaced him? He could tell that it was a Centaur, young like he was, except... It was... a female, a Centress.


Kaydar watched as the group of Elves turned towards the trees. He could smell that m from here, picked up the scent of the wealthy Elf. He snarled, wondering for a moment if he should go after them. He snorted, turning his attention back to the Lady Rosemary, Keeper, and Gardenia. He could handle the band if need be, of that he was sure. He had slain the group of Elvish knights, nomads would cause him no trouble. "Where did you say you were headed, Milady?" He caught sight of Keeper's face and concern filled his eyes. "Youngling, they cannot harm you now. You are safe."
 
Tollia shook her head, gracefully throwing herself into the slender mare's saddle. "He was whipping both of them, he didn't deserve them." Tollia slipped an ornate dagger in to her pack, the hilt inlayed with gold and silver. Another prize for her collection. She shrugged, gesturing toward the wood behind them. "Lead the way Tracker Sterling."


Florence just nodded understanding. Sterling chuckled but stepped away from the horses taking a deep breath before beginning to walk. Florence nudged the horses sides getting him to follow Sterling.
 
Kaydar watched as the group of Elves turned towards the trees. He could smell that m from here, picked up the scent of the wealthy Elf. He snarled, wondering for a moment if he should go after them. He snorted, turning his attention back to the Lady Rosemary, Keeper, and Gardenia. He could handle the band if need be, of that he was sure. He had slain the group of Elvish knights, nomads would cause him no trouble. "Where did you say you were headed, Milady?" He caught sight of Keeper's face and concern filled his eyes. "Youngling, they cannot harm you now. You are safe."

"Well I was going to the forest, but I think I may have to just head back now. Seeing those things enter it" Rose said in her definite way
 
Florence just nodded understanding. Sterling chuckled but stepped away from the horses taking a deep breath before beginning to walk. Florence nudged the horses sides getting him to follow Sterling.

Tollia shrugged at Gar, humming an old nursery rhyme. She closed her eyes, her slender mare falling in line behind Florence's horse. She found herself singing softly, allowing herself to slip into her memories. Strong arms held her close, rocking her gently. "Hush little one, do not weep, safe in my arms you shall sleep. Hush little one, have no fear, by your side I shall always be near. Hush little one, still thy cry, down by your side I shall lie. Hush little one, sleep through the night, I shall conquer your fright. Hush little one, you have all my love, hush little one, hush my dove." She sighed and Gar road up beside her, reaching over to grip her hand and nearly falling from his saddle because of it. She smiled weakly at him, squeezing his hand tightly.
 
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"Well I was going to the forest, but I think I may have to just head back now. Seeing those things enter it" Rose said in her definite way

Kaydar blinked back at the green clad woman. "Surely you will wait for your retainers, Milday. As you just saw the forest is dangerous tonight. If you will not wait upon them perhaps we can escort you to your manor."
 
Kaydar blinked back at the green clad woman. "Surely you will wait for your retainers, Milday. As you just saw the forest is dangerous tonight. If you will not wait upon them perhaps we can escort you to your manor."

Rose raised an eyebrow at the word manor. She thought she must have looked a bit silly in the green, but she couldn't help that her mother was rather unpractical in some ways. "I will be fine, thank you for your offer though. I've made my way back many times with no trouble" She smiled
 

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