Stranded RP **ONLY 2 SPOTS LEFT**

[Toro]

Cassie called, "Now we are all going scratch the name of who you think should be head of the island on this piece of bark." She started passing it around. "the votes will be in by tomarrow. She passed the bark down to Bai.


(not really just vote on the poll)

 

[jallny]

(wait i have 2 characters, what do i do?)

 

[jallny]

Bai scratched a quick name and passed it to Mai.

Mai looked up at every one, then scribbled hers down.

 

[Toro]

Blake grabbed the bark and scratched down a name and passed it along.

 

[TechnoCat]

Jaiquill wrote hers, then passed it on.

She flipped open her pocket knife and pulled out a strange colored, golden arrow. It, just like her other silver arrows, had a winding dragon, but this dragon was more noticable, more detailed, more elegant somehow. She scratched the name 'Jaiquill' on it and continued working on this golden dragon.

 

[jallny]

Mai watched Jaiquill, completely interested. She looked at the dragon, wondering about it.

 

[TechnoCat]

Her knife moved fluidly, and her movements became even more light and detailed. At the top of the arrow, near the pletchings, came the sharp, powerful eye of a raven.

 

[jallny]

Mai looked into the eye. It was amazingly detailed, as if it were a real raven's eye she was looking at. She was amazed by Jaiquill's fluidness as she carved. She found herself wishing she was that good at carving.

 

[TechnoCat]

The eye seemed to look right into her, and burn right into her soul. The end of the dragon's tail had moved into the raven's eye, which continued the fluid grooves and etchings. She paid no attention to the fact Mai was watching her, she hardly seemed to notice, she seemed lost in a world of carvings, lead and shrapnel, dragons and ravens. Her eyes constantly moved back and forth, as did the hand controlling the knife. Her movements suggested that her knife had a mind of it's own, and she was simply turning the arrow.

 

[jallny]

Mai couldnt tear her gaze from the eye. She had never seen anything like it. She wondered how Jaiquill made it so realistic. She shifted a little, but her gaze stayed on the eye.