Post by *~Arika~* on Sept 22, 2005 14:50:15 GMT -5
Name: Erika
Age: 16 years old
Gender: Female
Type of creature: Elf
Realm: Elven/ The Elves lol
Appearance: She is skinny and slender, not the type like santa's elves, she has long, smooth brown hair with natural golden highlights, Light cloud blue eyes, lavender top with almost see through golden sleeves, and most of the time she wears a dark blue jean pants she has a sun and moon neckalace that tells time, slightly medium pointed ears, she always has a little blade with acient blue writing in a hankercheif
Personality: She is gentle, and sometimes not.... she usually goes and picks a few rassberries that somebody planted long ago to make her amelas, she likes sitting in the twillight and will help anyone, well most
History: Her mother was a healer, her mother was pure blood , her father was pure-blooded elf also, she was born one night when humans had found a deer with golden legs, her mother had died one night mysteriously while brewing potions for health habits, her father betrayed them and was killed by the elven knights, they decided it was safer is she was healer
Other: no, but she has a good way with plants and animals, is the healer
IC: Arika planted a small shrub in her backyard and went inside to wash her hands, she dried them and pulled her little blade out, she went in her sanctuary and took her onyx made bag, she whispered a few elven words, the writing on the sword began toglow a little, she fastened her grip and hit as fast and hard as she could, the stone sliced like an orange, right in half, she got out her broom and swept it up, Arika used an odd looking thing to sweep it up, she dashed out the door to the woods, she picked up a baby unicorn filly and dashed into the wild open praire, today she could be free....
Codeword: Wordplay, Waltz
Age: 16 years old
Gender: Female
Type of creature: Elf
Realm: Elven/ The Elves lol
Appearance: She is skinny and slender, not the type like santa's elves, she has long, smooth brown hair with natural golden highlights, Light cloud blue eyes, lavender top with almost see through golden sleeves, and most of the time she wears a dark blue jean pants she has a sun and moon neckalace that tells time, slightly medium pointed ears, she always has a little blade with acient blue writing in a hankercheif
Personality: She is gentle, and sometimes not.... she usually goes and picks a few rassberries that somebody planted long ago to make her amelas, she likes sitting in the twillight and will help anyone, well most
History: Her mother was a healer, her mother was pure blood , her father was pure-blooded elf also, she was born one night when humans had found a deer with golden legs, her mother had died one night mysteriously while brewing potions for health habits, her father betrayed them and was killed by the elven knights, they decided it was safer is she was healer
Other: no, but she has a good way with plants and animals, is the healer
IC: Arika planted a small shrub in her backyard and went inside to wash her hands, she dried them and pulled her little blade out, she went in her sanctuary and took her onyx made bag, she whispered a few elven words, the writing on the sword began toglow a little, she fastened her grip and hit as fast and hard as she could, the stone sliced like an orange, right in half, she got out her broom and swept it up, Arika used an odd looking thing to sweep it up, she dashed out the door to the woods, she picked up a baby unicorn filly and dashed into the wild open praire, today she could be free....
Codeword: Wordplay, Waltz
