~Kurloz wrote:If this is still available... I'd like to try for him.....
Username: ~Kurloz
Name: Raistlin
Story: He curled up and closed his eyes, his body shaking from the effort it took to graceful curl up. He was so tired. So weary. He wanted to give up, to go home. He just couldn’t do this anymore. It was becoming too much. Endless wandering. Restless, desperate, needy. Somewhere, somehow, he needed to find a place to call home. A place to reside, a place where he would no longer feel alone and unwelcome.
Some days, Raistlin wanted to destroy something in his rage, other times he wanted to weep. Be that as it may, there was nothing he could do but walk and wait. Wait for the land that called to him. Wait for the place that could finally be called home. Then and only then would he be happy. Then and only then would he finally be content to rest.
The roar of the thunder in the distance made the weary Irith look up, his eyes burning from exhaustion and his head pounding from the pressure change. He couldn’t bring himself to care about it, though. Sleep was all that mattered. Sleep, walking, food, and sleep. As Raistlin settled his head down onto the grass, all he could dream about was a place to finally call home
Art/Extra: Personality: Raistlin is quiet and soft spoken. Though confident in his abilities and very proud, Raistlin is physically weak, and thus does not often offer his opinion or thoughts on matters. He is very solitary, preferring to keep to himself than others, and is very curious about children. He does not understand youths and wishes to know them better. When he is with others, Raistlin is very reserved, but when he is alone, Raistlin is confident, proud, and very sure of himself.
Winner winner turkey dinner.
i lived.
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