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[CS] Tales of Varnalia

Post by Monika » Wed Mar 28, 2018 7:47 pm

Notable People in Varnalia

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Current Cast Forest Kin

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Re: [CS] Tales of Varnalia

Post by Monika » Wed Mar 28, 2018 7:53 pm

Court of Paradisa
Bort wrote:
Wed Mar 28, 2018 9:18 pm
NAME:
Illiya
AGE:
16
GENDER
Female
RACE:
Kit
BIOGRAPHY:
When Illiya was born, she had no coloration to her skin, and had bright red eyes. While her parents tried to reason that her coloration was just the same as naturally white kits and try to raise her, they couldn't ignore the fact that she burned very easily in the sun and that she had red eyes. They took her to a nearby forest and left her, thinking that she was a bad omen and could bring misfortune upon the family. She was found by a wandering mage, who decided to take her home and raise her.

He was a mage who studied and practiced the forbidden magics, and wanted an apprentice, as well as someone to continue his work when his time was up. She was raised on these magics, as well as the practices of the Elium when they created the Elves. Illiya was always curious and wanting to learn, but felt that there was more out there that she had yet to learn. So one day, when her Mentor was out, she sought out more to learn.

That was when she discovered natural magic. The magic that everyone had access to. She found that she liked this new magic, better than the old ones... and she quickly learned that what she knew, what she had been taught, was against nature and illegal. She didn't know what her Mentor.. the very man who raised her.. intended to do with her and the forbidden magics, but she didn't want to stay and find out. She wanted to learn more of the rest of the magic.

So she ran away, never returning to her Mentor's tower, and finding those who would teach her of the natural magic. It was a few years later that she became court mage. It wasn't long before she became close friends with the Young Prince, Hunuki. She wears a tail ring that suppresses her Maga from her mentor so she can't be found.
PERSONALITY:
Illiya does what she can to not let her past affect who she is. She keeps it a secret, though the Royal family knows. She tends to be quiet and study the books in the Palace when she's not needed, and when she is, she does her job well. She tends to get extremely talkative when dealing with things she's not used to, wanting to find out everything she can about something, especially with magic.
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ImageNAME:
ImageZephora Raynsford
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ImageFemale
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ImageDire
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ImageThe Raynsfords had always been considered the best chefs in Varnalia. So much so, that it almost seemed genetic. Every ingredient they touched, every dish they made, seemed to be nigh perfect. The Raynsford name is spread far and wide, and a great number of Dire holding the name have become well known. But, ever since Zephora was young, her parents knew she was different. While she was normally in the kitchen most days, taking in all of the scents it had to offer and helping out, she had become attached to a rainbow colored cupcake that she had made. She had named it Kakey, and was treating it as if it were a living thing. Unlike what her parents had expected, even as the days went on, it was not showing any signs of decay. When she would hug it, it wouldn't crumble nor get frosting anywhere. Then came the day it moved on its own. It hopped from one side of the table, to the other where Zephora had been sitting. They realized that she had somehow given the cupcake life, and had been treating it as a pet.

By the time she was six, she was already preparing her own food. The adults thought she was going to cut herself, but the knife glided past her fingers every time as if they were protected by some divine force. Her dishes were perfectly executed, and by the time she turned ten, she was given the nickname "The Divine Chef". This was because of her skill, but also because of her ability. She was creating small cupcake golems to help her with things because her her size.

But they knew that she would have to leave one day. Just like every Raynsford before her.

That time came when she was fifteen. She packed her large pack with her large butcher cleaver, her kitchen knife, and everything she would need to cook on the go. It was a tearful goodbye, but she knew that she had laid the foundation for the success of the newly renamed 'Divine Chef Tavern', and that her golems would help them in any way she needed. And so she set forth on her path upon a quadrupedal cupcake golem with a long, candy horn.

It wasn't as epic as the bards made her think it was going to be.

The first night, it rained. She tried to get her tent set up, but a large gust of wind blew it right out of her hands, and she was left cold and damp for the rest of the night and the next day. Luckily, the large blanket that was packed was kept dry by the pack itself. As soon as the rain had stopped, she found a secluded place, got out of her wet clothes, and wrapped herself in the blanket to dry off and warm up. Her clothes hung to dry and she tried to get a nap.

The next morning, she set back out determined to not let the rocky start get her down.

That didn't last long, as she found herself in a bandit ambush. Being only about 4'4 at the time, she was easily overpowered. They ransacked her pack and found meager supplies, her cookware, her blanket, her knives, and a single gold coin that her mother had given her. That gold piece could let her stay at most common inns for over a week. They just tossed her things in a pile, taking the throwing knives and the coin, along with her.

She knew that she couldn't let them get their way, and crying would only make them mad, so she had to find a way to get herself out of the situation, get her things, and get on the road. She spent almost a week tied up, being pulled along and just being fed whatever they didn't finish or want to finish. It was about that time, though, that one of the bandits started to get bored with the same thing every night. They were supposed to be waiting for someone who would take her off of their hands, but no one arrived yet. That's when Zephora knew she had her way out. She proposed a deal. If she cooked them the best meal they ever had, they would let her go. The bandits laughed, but their stomachs growled much like her own. She knew she had the deal. The switched from ropes to chains, and made sure she couldn't go at them with it, and gave her things to cook with, including her tools. She indeed cooked them the best meal of their lives, and instead of going with their original plan of not adhering to the deal, they ended up sticking with it anyways. They somehow couldn't bare to hand her over. She thanked them, finding her things and continuing on her way.

The next town was worse. Bodies laid in the street due to some unknown sickness that seemed to have stricken the town. She found the town healer, who was at a loss. The woman mulled over her books of herbs, finding what was needed, but not having anyone who would be able to go find and retrieve the herbs. Even then, getting them to all of the people was going to be a difficult task. Zephora volunteered, borrowing the book and setting out. She found and carefully harvested the herbs from the book, making sure to memorize their unique scents before making her way into the town. The healer, who had been working night and day for a long time, had finally collapsed from the same illness. The Chef knew she had to act fast. She realized that the best way to utilize the herbs, and have enough for everyone, was to make a nice stew with the herbs. She grabbed the biggest pot the tavern had, and got to work. She had help from whoever was still standing, and distributed the healing stew out to the people.

Within a few days, everyone was starting to feel much better, but Zephora had ended up getting sick and was bedridden for another few days. They helped her recover. She stayed and cooked for a few days, and before she left she was given a copy of the healer's book as thanks for everything she had done.

Her luck was about the same throughout the years. Everything that could go wrong, did, but she was always met with good karma. She made many new friends, became known throughout the cities, and was loved by everyone she cooked for. She continued onward, learning new things, finding new ingredients, and using everything she learned within her cooking. People who know of her, want her to cook for her, believing that her visit would bring them great prosperity and favor of the gods. She always left behind a signature Cupcake Golem, as a gift and sign that she had visited.

She finally made it to Belfeia after a long, long road. Getting a small chef job in Paradis, it didn't take long for the Royal Family to hear that a Raynsford was in the city. And it took even less time for her to be given title of Head Royal Chef. She has reigned ever since as one of the best Chefs of Varnalia, second only to her family.
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ImageHappiness is everything, and food makes people happy. Therefore, Cooking is the key to happiness. She is determined to change the world through her cooking, and believes that everyone should have the chance to taste her dishes. She is extremely protective of her utensils, and will do what she can to protect them and take care of them. She always has prepared food on her, and will ensure that everyone is properly fed.
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Post by Monika » Wed Mar 28, 2018 8:06 pm

Scaleborn
Monika wrote:
Wed Mar 28, 2018 4:45 pm
NAME:
Queen Alexandoriel
AGE:
30
GENDER
Female
RACE:
Drakonian Scaleborn
BIOGRAPHY:
The scaleborn were broken. A race of tribes and barbarism separated and at constant civil war with each other. No sub race could agree on any one ruler, favoring killing and subterfuge to gain power swings constantly. This is what initially gave rumors that all Scaleborn were savages, unfit to be included in the rest of the society. Alex, being born a drakonian, grew up with this everyday. Her village and home was constantly being constantly pillaged and her parents being extorted for their belongings. Her mother was used as a slave to the bandit king, dying to the bandits after seeming to have tried to escape them one night. The next morning her corpse was on their doorstep, defiled and cut into pieces. Her father was heartbroken, but unable to fight back against them. Alex learned a harsh lesson that day and would never forget it. It wasn't long after that they came for her, wanting to use her like they did her mother, but her father defended her and make a plan of escape for her. He had snuck her onto a traveling merchant's carriage as it was leaving the village in the morning. She had fought to stay with her father, being the only family she had left, but in the end she went. She wouldn't return home until she could get her revenge on those who were hurting her people. She eventually found a home with Forest Kin. Having been orphaned, she wandered the vast northern forests until she collapsed and was saved by Faener, a village elder. Seeing the young girl near death and starving, they brought her into their home and raised her, much to the disagreement of some of the other villagers. The young Scaleborn was taught the beliefs and structure of the village, learning how to read and write which something few scaleborn could do at that time. The problem became apparent however very quickly for the village of having her there. She was simply to big for the small village. By the time she was 16, Alex was bigger and stronger than any other Forest Kin in her village. She had become a loud, bold and brave woman as well. While often a shock to the older Forest Kin, the village still had grown to love her all the same. Faener could see that his daughter was growing to big for them, and needed to return to her people. To right the wrongs that had been put on her. With a heavy heart and a gift that would help her defeat her enemies, Faener instructed Alex to leave. By this time even she knew what she had to do. She left the village, and headed back to the Scaleborn lands, high in the north.

By the time Alex had arrived back to her homeland, she quickly found that things had gotten far worse than when she was a little girl. Her village was nothing but ruins. Her father had been killed long ago, along with the rest of the villagers. Alex soon discovered that the northern hill land had been taken over by a faction of murderous and dangerous bandit Kings. They controlled the north, rebelling against the king and any laws. They had killed thousands in their reign, sparing no one - taking women as slaves as they saw fit, killing children who disobeyed. Alex had come home to chaos.

And she was going to fix it.

With her hammer in hand, Alex begun a fight against the bandit kings and their army of hundreds. Instead of using deceptive tactics and stealth, Alex crushed them head on. By the time she had gotten her hands around the first King's throat she had killed over a fourth of their army on her own. Grinning as the last breath of the first king's breath left his body. From that day forward, Alex had become the king slayer. She freed the people under their enslavement, all the while growing a small army of her own. Her crusade for revenge lasted a decade, during that time she met and gained several friends. It would be on her fight that she'd meet her husband, Musuko. The oldest prince. They fought together for years once he had learned what she was trying to do. Alex's revenge eventually led her to realize the futility in killing and becoming the monster that she was fighting. She had declared that she would take back her home, without killing another person that day... and she accomplished this goal only a few months later. By the time Alex was only 24 she had saved her people, unifying them under her rule, bringing peace to the north and for that her people loved her. She was the Amethyst Queen. The Hammer Mother. She had become the sole ruler and unifier of the Scaleborn.
PERSONALITY:
Despite everything she went through, Alex is a bright and rambunctious woman. Fighting and drinking are two of her favorite things. Well, under Musuko of course. Musuko is everything to her, and her brother-in-law is next up. She's known to give very busty hugs to both. When she isn't loving everything around, she's a force to be reckoned with. She will beat anyone into the ground that threatens her family, her people, or just about anyone around.
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She is one of the few Drakonians that have wings

Mulluns wrote:
Wed Mar 28, 2018 10:04 pm
NAME:
Valek Dagger
AGE:
130 years
GENDER:
Male
RACE:
Scaleborn
BIOGRAPHY:
Valek was once a soldier for his own people's army, until an unforeseen accident involving him killing his commanding officer rather then execute deserters saw him dishonorably discharged rather then executed due to his past performance, and he found work as a Mercenary. One mission involved taking down a slave ring in the north and he met his future wife. He helped her out since she had no one else or anywhere to go, and the two eventually fell in love, and had a daughter. Valek was eventually approached by some men in armor, and offered him a chance to make a difference again and was recruited into a group of mages and soldiers that were seeking to make a difference.

Nearly a year later, Valek woke up to his helmet on his head and realized it had not only been bonded to his head, but he himself was different. He realized he no longer felt anything, and it was explained how a curse was put on him, and the others, to become unfeeling in their mission. Valek, with one other deserter, rebelled against the group and escaped into the woods, back to his family he still managed to cling too. When he returned home, his house was burnt to the ground and his daughter was missing, and his wife near death. He was forced to euthanize her as he left, feeling the last bits of his soul extinguished.
PERSONALITY:
Valek had lost most of the feelings he had in him through extensive military training and a botched magical curse on him, and he only has several feelings he will accept and not accept. One would say he has developed an almost emotionless personality from both his loss and his extensive training he has put himself through to become a cunning fighter, and they would be right; Valek is mostly devoid of nearly any sort of emotional feeling and one would assume pain. The only hint of any emotion he feels when his daughter is brought up, or had towards her, but he is more so silent about the subject. He is protective against those he does value and has no problem taking the life of anyone he feels is a threat to him, and usually feels nothing afterwards. Valek is mostly the strong silent type, speaking only when necessary and then only in sentence fragments. While he himself does not deal much in the way of magic, he prefers to fight with his katana and wrist crossbow.

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Orophin wrote:
Wed Mar 28, 2018 10:41 pm
Name:
Dracko Sadow
Age:
27
Gender:
Male
Race:
Scaleborn
Bio:
He was raised in a system of caves on the side of a mountain that stood right outside of the Drakonian Scaleborn Capital city of Amethystia . It was where his family had lived for as long as could be remembered. They chose to live the lives of hermits, believing that it helped to solidify their belief that all should be protected, and not just those who could afford it. It was in those caves that he learned how to fight, and learned the ancient code that his family lived by. It was also where he learned the truth of how unforgiving evil was to those who stood against it, as well as how uncaring it was about the innocent who happened to be in its way.

He had been out hunting for food, because his family was caring for a large number of refugees seeking shelter from the destruction that was being caused by the current Kings at that time, and many of the other strong young males had gone with him. So when they returned with the food they were devastated to find that everybody who had been left in the caves had been slaughtered. He then lead the youths on a series of raids, and skirmishes, against the Kings. Even though they were small in numbers they still did quite well by using their gorilla warfare tactics, but after a few years he was caught, and imprisoned. The local King kept him alive, but only to try to force the others to surrender. During his time as a captive he was beaten, and treated like a traitor. He was interrogated about where his people hid themselves, but he never gave in.

Finally he was going to be executed, because they realized that they were going to gain nothing by keeping him alive. However, the day before his execution he, and all the others who had been wrongfully imprisoned, were freed by Alexandoriel Draeke, and her forces that she had raised to fight against the Kings. After this he gathered his own people, and joined her cause. He was argued to be one of the most loyal members of her followers, and fought beside her in the last battle which saw the last, and most powerful, of the Kings fall to her.

Afterwards, once Alexandoriel had been set up as the new Queen, his group went their own ways, choosing how they each preferred to live their lives now that their people once again had peace under her leadership. Dracko chose to travel and to offer aid to everyone that he found along the way who needed it. He has recently received an invitation from Alexandoriel to come to the coming of age celebration for the younger Prince of the royal family as her special guest. He was happy to accept and is on his way there now.
Personality:
He has been raised to follow an old code of guardianship that his family of Scaleborn have always followed. In the far past his ancestors where guardians to the leaders of their people, but in more modern times have become guardians to all, so long as they do not do evil unto others. They did everything they could to keep everyone safe, and to stop any who might try to harm the innocent. Because he has been brought up on this code he is honest and kind, but doesn't mince his words, protective, dedicated to justice, and what is right. He will never back down when someone is in danger, and will think of himself last whenever he finds himself and others in a dangerous situation. He has an anger, which has often been described as a righteous rage. It always comes out whenever he sees someone doing evil unto another.
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However, he also has the same spikes as this on his body. The spikes on his shoulders armor was made to cover his real spikes.

Trooper FN-86 wrote:
Thu Mar 29, 2018 2:39 am
NAME:
Vosk of the Blood Scale
AGE:
145
GENDER:
Male
RACE:
Scaleborn (Lizard Folk)
BIOGRAPHY:
From the time Vosk was a hatchling he knew of war as a constant. The Strong must alwayd prove their worth, crush the weak in their path, and defend against those who see themselves as our betters. This was the mentality of the Blood Scale clan, so named for the rumors that their scales were turned red from the endless bloodshed. Vosk thought nothing of it as he grew up and joined the fray like all the others, but the more wars he fought in, the more blood he shed, the more he questioned the clans beliefs. By the age of 100 he had grown weary of the endless slaughter, and when choosen as the clans new chieftain, he sought to bring it to an end.

Through intense negotiations and more honed, strategic wars uneasy treaties were forged and borders were decided on. This was the closest to politics the lizardfolk had done in millennia. Vosk was pleased with his progress, until a young Drakonian named Alexandoriel was brought before him. She proposed a plan to unite all scaleborn under a queen, a grand clan to rule over all. While others saw her as nothing but an ignorant child Vosk saw more in her, a possibility for her to finish what he could not, and agreed to joined her cause. With the legendary Blood Scale warriors at her side her dream became a reality and Vosk retired as chieftain. He now serves as the Blood Scale representive in the queens grand council, serving the queen as an advisor and representive of the Blood Scale people
PERSONALITY:
Age and experience have tempered the burning fire that was once Vosk of the Blood Scale. Despite is gigantic, intimidating appearance his is surprisingly level headed and patient. He is hopeful the newly united scaleborn will prove their race are not barbarians, but understands the process will be lengthy and he may never see it through. He is fully loyal to Alex and would give his life for her, believing she along can lead the scaleborn to greatness.
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Re: [CS] Tales of Varnalia

Post by Monika » Wed Mar 28, 2018 8:10 pm

Forest Kin
Bort wrote:
Wed Mar 28, 2018 4:21 pm
NAME:
Shoshan
AGE:
Unknown
GENDER
Female
RACE:
Forest Kin
BIOGRAPHY:
Shoshan had once been the first tree that came to exist upon Varnalia. Her roots extended throughout the entire planet, connecting her with everything. She was the first tree to become what is known as Forest Kin. Her brother, Sarma, followed suit months later. Even though she no longer had physical roots to connect her with her world, they were still there. She could feel the Maga of the world, and the people who resided on it. As more Forest Kin came into being in the forest, Shoshan led them, teaching them what she knew.

After a million years, she started to get bored and restless. She felt the world, but didn't experience it. So, she left the Forest of her birth, and wandered the planet to experience the world. Unfortunately, even that started to get old. Things changed, sure, as the world developed.. but not very quickly. So she decided what she wanted to do. She changed her physical form, and would live out lives as other races and professions.

Either way, she's one very, very bored goddess.
PERSONALITY:
Shoshan is bored. Living since nearly the beginning of the world tends to do that to a person. Nothing is new or surprising. If she finds anything remotely interesting, she'll follow whatever it is until she gets bored again. Due to her connection to the world, the life of everything is extremely important to her. Due to this, she is a bit of an obsessive fan girl of the White Prince, Musuko. On the other side, she's a bit afraid of the Black Prince, Hunuki. She feels that anything or anyone that can sever the connection completely, is something to be afraid of.
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KittycatCookie wrote:
Wed Mar 28, 2018 3:26 pm
Name:
Yin
Age:
19
Gender:
Female
Race:
Forestkin
Biography
Yin's life has been as normal as could be, her family was supportive and happily taught her the magic of healing, curing and treating wounds. Yin had always been fascinated with the magic her mother used to let her cuts disappear into nothing, gaining her determination to become a healer herself someday. After her father died and she and her mother moved to a small village at the edge of a forest, Yin began helping out her mother with her work as the village's healer. She was always fairly shy and blossomed through her healing magic.
Personality:
Yin is a quiet, relatively shy girl who cares and loves the few friends she has made. The forestkin is very careful and worries quickly, wanting to heal anyone who is suffering, even if they were her enemy. The curious girl has always gotten herself in troublesome situations and easily gets nervous and scared.
Appearance:
Yin is 4'9 tall and often stands out thanks to her unique appearance, which is how she got her name. Her family believes that it's a sign from the two dieties that control the Sun and the Moon, Shoshan and Sarma.[/color]
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Re: [CS] Tales of Varnalia

Post by Monika » Thu Mar 29, 2018 2:12 am

Elves
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Thu Mar 29, 2018 2:04 am
NAME:
Loredan Kaitan
AGE:
470
GENDER
Female
RACE:
Elf
BIOGRAPHY:
Loredan is a first generation elf. She was only about 10 years old when she was taken away from the Heart Household where her parents had been servants. She had been friends with Teronia Heart. She was subjected to the experiments that the rest of the captured humans did. The Maga that exploded from her caused the deformation of her right arm, along with the scars that the others received, all leading back to her heart. Her hair had fallen out and been replaced with raw Maga that resembled what it replaced, which wasn't a trait others had received. This caused her to be a favorite among the Crescent Family. The young girl was in severe pain from the Maga dis-figuration, and the Royal Family at the time were just looking at her and the others as if they were in the window of some town shop. They were no longer human. They were called Elves.

She had learned about the spell that had been cast. It had wiped out sixty percent of the humans... and turned the rest of them into what she and the others had become. Was it because of them? Was the torture and experimentation that she and the others gone through, to do this to the humans? She had disliked the Elium before, but now she despised them, deep to the very core. She didn't want to die, like some of the others did. No, she wanted to survive to see the end of the monsters. She and the others were shown no sympathy, and no one came to save them, so why should she do the same?

As soon as they were done with her, and she had recovered, she was taken to the castle in Paradisa to serve as their personal slave. She would often have her hair cut for its Maga, and was forced to do whatever the family wanted, and she did. She didn't want to die. She wanted to outlive them.

It was ten, long, painful years of being used, shown off, and ordered around before the time she waited for had come. It was the Kits' time to rule, and the Itsunami family had come to Paradisa to stop the Elium's reign. The Crescent Family didn't go down without a fight, though. The war was long and bloody, but it was worth it. She was freed along with the elves across the planet.

The first thing the Itsunami family did, was repay the elves for everything they endured. They gave the First Generation elves anything they wanted. But all the elves wanted was to be away. Far away from any Elium, and people. They weren't humans anymore, they weren't like anything that existed. And they were deeply hurt and scarred, far beyond the physical ones. They moved towards the ocean, or to the skies. All Loredan asked for was an airship, and vowed that she would return one day, with the fastest airship that existed, as well as her own fleet of ships to take care of Varnalia's air transportation. She left on her new airship with a crew of other First Gen elves, setting out to explore the world, away from any vile Elium that might decide to use them again. While most of the elves decided to live on the open water, she wasn't the only one who took to the skies.

Within a few decades, Loredan had made good on her word to the Royal Family. She had more ships to her name, captained by elves or other races. While the Elven Ran ships banned Elium passengers, the others would allow for them. But no Elium would ever set foot on her Flagship, the Twin Scythe, which had become the fastest airship in existence.

She now spends her final days piloting for the Royal Family, looking for someone to take over what she worked so hard for.
PERSONALITY:
Loredan is a bitter old woman, to put it lightly. She hates all Elium, even though she knows the ones who wiped out the humans are long gone. She doesn't trust them. No one would have thought they would do what they did before, so any of them could follow in the path again. Not to mention, she knows there had to be descendants still alive. She doesn't like being on the ground, since that is where the Elium are. She doesn't take crap from anyone, and won't hesitate to tell anyone what she thinks. Even if it happens to be an Elium.
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She has glowing blue veins and scars, as well as blue hair that looks almost like its made of magic.
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Re: [CS] Tales of Varnalia

Post by Monika » Wed Apr 11, 2018 2:20 am

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P4perClips wrote:
Thu Mar 29, 2018 12:03 am
Name:
Yvonne
Age:
26
Gender:
Female
Race:
Elium
Biography:
Yvonne was born in a tiny town, the only daughter of a poor Farmer. Her mother had fled only a few months after her birth to be with a nobleman, leaving Yvonne's father to care for both her and the farm he used to sustain them. The early years of her life were difficult, and she was often left to fend for herself whilst her father worked the fields. As a child, Yvonne would often wander about the nearby meadows and forests, in an attempt to get closer to nature. It was one of the few places she felt comfortable in, as the children in the village refused to talk to the 'Poor Farmer's Girl'. She was ostracized from the others, isolated to the point where she had little social skills. Her father, too busy to care about her well being, often left home to go and attempt to woo any rich noblewomen who passed through the town. Yvonne learned important skills in her alone time, especially the ability to sew and mend her own clothing. Over time, the thing she used to keep herself clothed became a bit of a hobby for her; She even began to sell some of the dresses she made. It was her own way of keeping some money to the side to pursue her dream. Yvonne wanted to become a seamstress, and a famous one too, but she couldn't do that in the tiny town she had grown up in.

As she grew older, Yvonne took an apprenticeship with a Seamstress, who was highly regarded in her craft. Leaving her father to continue his life of farming, Yvonne made her way to the capital, where she found herself living in a small room in her Mentor's home. She didn't mind the close spaces, and as time passed, even grew to see her Mentor as a mother figure. The two were very close, and her Mentor even offered her something Yvonne couldn't refuse; A tutor to aide her in honing her magic. Yvonne only ever really used magic to help her father farm, and the idea of learning it for something more was something she could never refuse. So as she took over her Mentor's business, she also took on the task of learning important and useful magics, which she hoped would help her later on in life.
Personality:
Yvonne is an open and free-spirited young woman. She has an air of wisdom about her, and often gives little bits of advice here and there. She is extremely stubborn, especially when it comes to taking orders from anybody. She views everyone as equal, and isn't afraid to state how she feels about certain situations or topics. Yvonne is a caring person, and can be a little overbearing when it comes to protecting her loved ones; To the point where she can start mothering them a little. She is very sarcastic, and likes making witty jokes and dumb comments in hopes of making others laugh. To her, making someone laugh is like winning the lottery, and she tries to do it as often as possible. She's very humble, and will easily give things to those in need but she is definitely not a push over. When mad, Yvonne can get a little aggressive and violent, and she's not really one to keep her cool easily. She's known to hold grudges for a long, long time, even if she does forgive the person.
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MistyFlames wrote:
Sat Apr 07, 2018 7:48 pm
NAME:
-Novinha 'Nova' Elphius
AGE:
-18
GENDER:
-Female
RACE:
-Elium
BIOGRAPHY:
-Nova never knew who her real parents were. She was adopted by a dire family and they had only told her that they had found her as an infant, abandoned in an alley. Despite her adoptive parents and her not being of the same race, they still loved her dearly and she grew up peacefully in a small village. Nova left her adoptive family in search of a new life of her own when she was around fourteen.
She left her home, naive and inexperienced, knowing nothing of the true struggles of the world. She was lucky though as early on, she met another Elium, an elder Elium by the name of Lorn. He was old but his magic was powerful. Taking Nova in, he taught her how to use magic, how to channel her magic through her horn, and even how to fight and use weapons. Nova quickly realized that weapons, fighting, and destruction were not for her though and she quickly abandoned learning to fight with weapons. Her studies of magic, she continued to enjoy though. After only a few months with Lorn though, the old Elium passed away and left Nova with no choice to return home. When she did do so, she remained with her Dire family and helped them on their farm, using what magic she had learned in her short time with Lorn to aid in cultivating her family’s farm. Still, her curiosity has not been satisfied and she continues to go to her village’s small library in order to scour the books for information on magic and the extent of what could be done with it.
PERSONALITY:
-Nova is a bright and energetic girl. She has no filter for what comes out of her mouth though, which often gets her into some bad situations. Over the years, she's more or less learned how to hold her tongue over the years but sometimes can't stop herself still. She is usually eloquent and enjoys meeting new people. Nova’s trust is nearly immediate and she is extremely loyal to those she cares for but her trust is just as easily broken as it is gained and it is difficult to repair a broken trust with her. Nova also enjoys teasing her friends though she will stop if they show discomfort at it. The only time Nova will likely be remotely rude is in the morning as she isn’t one of those people who wake up in the morning all energetic and refreshed, and when she’s studying, as she will often ignore everything around her to focus.
APPEARANCE:
-She looks like what is shown in the picture but her horn is not tinged pink and it's straight. Also, her hands aren't covered in blood (?).
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Re: [CS] Tales of Varnalia

Post by KittycatCookie » Mon Apr 30, 2018 10:37 am

I suppose its too late to return now anyways xD idk whats been happening but prolly lots
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Re: [CS] Tales of Varnalia

Post by Monika » Mon Apr 30, 2018 3:36 pm

it isn't too late. and not much has actually happened. plot did just get started. now's the best time
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