~Oblivion~ {A Fantasy RP}

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Name:Erin
Age:16
Gender:Female
Description or picture:Young girl with fair, semi-palish skin, and a hazel brown hair color, which she often braids. She is skinny, but has started training, so some slight muscle formation is apparent. She is semi-sized, at 5'6, so about in the middle.
Personality: Erin is kind, soft-spoken, and extremely naive. She doesn't know anything about the world around her whatsoever, and is meeting it head-on for the first time. She is courageous, even though she is secretly quiet scared of what is showing up to be a cruel world.
Group: The Dust
Residence: Hidden Refuge...but not anymore
Occupation:None, training to become hunter
Weapon?:just a shaggy wood handled dagger
Partner?:none
Username:HoodedHuntress
Other: @Nariah01 we could RP now if you want
(Sure if you want )
 
Hmmm..//

Dryden looked down at Clio. She was still asleep. The sun was rising, a eery red tint over everything. Clio awoke when her phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out and looked at it. "Darn, I gotta go Dryden. Bye!" and with that she was off. "Bye.." he said and started to walk home.
 
Name: Charlotte
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Description or picture: She is tall and slim, though shorter than Dryden. She has tanned skin and has dark black hair, usually down around her face. Her eyes are sea green. Her wings are detailed with many feathers in an intricate pattern. They are white and black, peppered if you will.
Personality: She is carefree and flirty.
Group: Daemons
Residence: Smoldering Spire
Occupation: Warrior
Weapon?: A emerald sword, embedded with jade and diamonds.
Partner?: none.
Username: @RacehorsesRock
Other: She is sister to Dryden, and he is brother to her.
 
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The rainforest was coming to life with the the light of day filtering through the branches. Daylight animals replacing the nocturnal ones. Monkeys vaulted through the greenery, greeting the day with their usual enthusiasm. Snakes wove through the vines and bark. Birds lofting through the forest, the sun on their backs.
And in the middle of all this hustle to greet the morning, a single parrot rolled his eyes as he took off. He ducked and dove around the leaves until he came to the thatch treehouse. Angels with brightly colored wings, massive compared to his own, flew from hutch to hutch. A hum of voices came from the marketplace. Squeals of children from the aerial playground. But the parrot passed all of these.
He spiraled up the viney rope bridge until he came to the topmost hut.
He perched on the window and squawked.
Inside, a young angel rolled over and pulled the covers over his face. "Leave me alone." He whined.
 
The rainforest was coming to life with the the light of day filtering through the branches. Daylight animals replacing the nocturnal ones. Monkeys vaulted through the greenery, greeting the day with their usual enthusiasm. Snakes wove through the vines and bark. Birds lofting through the forest, the sun on their backs.
And in the middle of all this hustle to greet the morning, a single parrot rolled his eyes as he took off. He ducked and dove around the leaves until he came to the thatch treehouse. Angels with brightly colored wings, massive compared to his own, flew from hutch to hutch. A hum of voices came from the marketplace. Squeals of children from the aerial playground. But the parrot passed all of these.
He spiraled up the viney rope bridge until he came to the topmost hut.
He perched on the window and squawked.
Inside, a young angel rolled over and pulled the covers over his face. "Leave me alone." He whined.
Xyla found herself out in the forest, hunting near the Macaw border, careful not to cross so that there would be no trouble. She wove through the green brush effortlessly.
She could hear the bustling center of the other tribe from where she was. She sighed, clearly annoyed, and kept on wards, following a panther that she had been stalking for a while now. Her eyes darted around her, making sure she was in solitude before daring to breathe softly again. She realized they were friends with the other tribe, but she was still wary. As always. Gosh, she hated herself sometimes.
 
(Lol she can be mean. Could you start?)

(Lol)

Yael finished cleaning her hand scythes and put them away as she looked out across the water. She had a few contracts that she could go off on but hadn't decided which to take yet. There was even a contract out against one of her own kind that she had been debating on taking. While she didn't often hunt other dust they usually made for interesting and challenging prey.
 
(Lol)

Yael finished cleaning her hand scythes and put them away as she looked out across the water. She had a few contracts that she could go off on but hadn't decided which to take yet. There was even a contract out against one of her own kind that she had been debating on taking. While she didn't often hunt other dust they usually made for interesting and challenging prey.
Erin floated across the plains in obvious sight, completely unaware of the dangers of the world around her. She looked around her, but she forgot that someone could be right behind her with a knife, invisible, ready to end her life. As if expecting that to be true, Erin turned around nervously. She saw a female Dust up ahead, looking to her with anticipation for the worst, frozen in her wingstrokes.
 

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