Post by Naridi Murken on Apr 4, 2006 0:20:48 GMT -5
Username: millyhugger
Character Name: Naridi Murken
Character age (apparent): 17
Character age (actual): 158
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 117 lbs.
Hair: long and wavy, indigo
Eyes: large, round blue
skin: light peach
race: Faerie
Personality: Friendly, dramatic, childish yet mature, comical, sweet sarcastic, loyal, spur-of-the-moment, a bit stubborn, sticks to what she thinks is right. She secretly wishes to be helping the elves and halflings, because she thinks that the faerie's and wizard's ideas are wrong.
Example RP:
Swiftly, Naridi flew between the slim twigs of the oak's top to its larger branches near the bottom. At about two meters from the mossy carpet of the wood, she dived, and landed on her feet.
Only seconds later, there was a quiet rustling in the bushes. Quickly out of fear and fast reflexes, she turned around, facing the bush. "w-who goes there?" she asked, poking at the bush with a twig she had picked up. She didn't like to use magic in the forest, so she sticked to more..primitive ideas. "I won't say it again!" she ordered. After the rustling continued, she jumped up and pounced. Nothing. There was nothing in the bush except the flimsy twigs and scrawny leaves.
Character Name: Naridi Murken
Character age (apparent): 17
Character age (actual): 158
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 117 lbs.
Hair: long and wavy, indigo
Eyes: large, round blue
skin: light peach
race: Faerie
Personality: Friendly, dramatic, childish yet mature, comical, sweet sarcastic, loyal, spur-of-the-moment, a bit stubborn, sticks to what she thinks is right. She secretly wishes to be helping the elves and halflings, because she thinks that the faerie's and wizard's ideas are wrong.
Example RP:
Swiftly, Naridi flew between the slim twigs of the oak's top to its larger branches near the bottom. At about two meters from the mossy carpet of the wood, she dived, and landed on her feet.
Only seconds later, there was a quiet rustling in the bushes. Quickly out of fear and fast reflexes, she turned around, facing the bush. "w-who goes there?" she asked, poking at the bush with a twig she had picked up. She didn't like to use magic in the forest, so she sticked to more..primitive ideas. "I won't say it again!" she ordered. After the rustling continued, she jumped up and pounced. Nothing. There was nothing in the bush except the flimsy twigs and scrawny leaves.
[glow=red,2,300]"Our greatest glory is in not falling, but in rising everytime we fall." -Confusious