[Knickknacks]

username; knickknacks


kalon name; rohan


personality;

Rohan is quite intimidating at first glance. Both physically, in the strength and size of his figure, and also somehow intangibly, in the gleam of his eyes and the way he carries himself. Some of the apprentices under his direction complain about his sternness, saying he is unduly rigid and remarking that he’d sooner drop dead than crack a smile (Not entirely true- he does smile, sometimes). Rohan has become jaded and hardened by his life experiences, as well as gifted at hiding his emotions. To bear witness to a rare break in his uncaring façade is a noteworthy experience.

fall palette;
▶#404D55 ▶#39544F ▶#E4A53E ▶#CC6C30 ▶#7E452A ▶#4A231E


how do they feel about fall?;

Mixed, as far as his students were able to discern. That was the general verdict on Rohan.

The stern Guildmaster wasn’t exactly the sharing type, those under his direction had quickly learned. He was there to oversee and train the prospective applicants to the Guild of Carriers, and met most attempts at joviality or getting to know him with a solid silence. Not an angry one, per se- possibly he was merely stoic like that, though the elder kalon’s lined face and thick eyebrows, not to mention his towering figure, certainly made him seem as though such questions annoyed him.

And so it was left to his students’ vivid imaginations to figure out how their teacher might feel about this change of seasons. Careful observations and plenty of speculation (both joking and serious) took place almost perennially among the prospective Couriers. Rohan was an enigma seemingly impossible to unravel.

Some argued that he enjoyed fall- not for the superficial beauty of the leaves, but for the changing of the Guild’s ranks. After their summertime training, the apprentices were evaluated as the leaves started to turn; the unfit were sent home and those who succeeded were dispersed among the outposts of the Guild, ready to continue their learning and enjoy their full membership. Surely, proponents of this argument insisted, Rohan enjoyed being rid of his impertinent apprentices. Or perhaps, offered one who particularly disliked the stern adult, he liked the fact that the leaves were dying, that the earth was getting colder and ready to be wrapped in a shroud of snow.

Others argued that he disliked fall, for how could a stern solitary figure like Rohan enjoy a season where the focus turned to natural beauty and camaraderie? And indeed, during this bright season there was much fellowship between those accepted into the Guild, filling the outposts with light and laughter and good food. Rohan always remained separate from these revelries.
There was truth in both of these arguments- truth that Rohan liked being rid of some of the fools who applied for membership to the guild, truth that he’d rather not participate in the feasts and festivities that came with the fall season.

(He didn’t mind the beauty of the leaves and the chilling of the weather, either- though not because of any sadism, as that one outspoken student had claimed. Rohan merely disliked the heat.)

And then there were the truths that only Rohan knew, but didn’t care to express- the truth that he disliked fall because it was the end of his time of teaching for the year, the time when he had to part ways with many of the truly promising recruits. It wasn’t affection, exactly, that Rohan expressed to these favored few, so much as a stoic sort of pride, made known through a rare pat on the back, or the slightest curve of a rare smile. The thing Rohan enjoyed most about fall was watching the best, the most passionate, of his apprentices thrive.

[Falco]

username: Kaii.
kalon name: Vixx
personality: Vixx tries to come off as short tempered, and hot headed. In reality, Vixx is easily flustered, and blushes at the simplest things. Vix finds love and company in simple things, like flowers. Vix prefers to be alone in her cabin she has in the woods. ( wip )
fall palette: ( wip )
how do they feel about fall?: ( wip ) [500 words max]

[Tatzel]

mmm dropping out :pensive: best of luck y'all

[jarvis]

username:
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personality: [100 words max]
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[Lady Mascaraed]

username: Steampunk_

kalon name: Autumn

personality: [100 words max] Autumn is sassy, bitter, angry, irritable and very mean.

fall palette: x

how do they feel about fall?: [500 words max]

Autumn really does not like fall because this is when winter is around the corner, the leaves just fall wherever they want and oh how she despises Halloween...
Trick or treaters knock at every house for candy and they are so loud! She always has a sign on her lawn; “KEEP OUT OR BE EATEN!”
This does not stop them. Oh no, they knock at her door and she lets out a demonic growl that echoes throughout her house. This does the trick to get those pesky trick or treaters off her lawn.
Why was she like this? Some say she never liked this season, while others say she was just a lost soul. But the more likely reason was that she had the worse Halloween when she was very young.
“I try and I try and yet this season keeps coming! I want to forget what happened all those years ago... but I can’t if Halloween keeps coming,” she said in a angry voice.

[LokisTrick]

Username: LokisTrick

🍂 Marzipan 🍂

What is Marzipan Like?
An intellectual Kalon, Marzipan studies and teaches history. He is a fountain of random facts, and showers his friends with details about the Roman Empire. His long hair is both an aesthetic choice and an act of neglect, Marzipan is scatterbrained and often gets caught up in historical textbooks and completely forgets his appointments for the day. He's a bit childish in a gleeful sort of way. Marzipan collects trinkets and meticulously records the stories behind how he obtained them. He's easily distracted by antiques.
He's an overly excitable, disorganized historian who craves adventure, but revels in comfort.
[98/100]

Fall Palette: Autumn in the Mountains...

How does Marzipan feel about fall?
The wind was absolutely blustery today, and Marzipan loved it. It had rained last night, the damp, leaf-plastered sidewalks were proof of that. It looked like some sort of primitive papier-mâché, the colored leaves layered and torn into a riotous collage. For all it's beauty, the leaves and rain certainly made his walk a bit more treacherous. Marzipan briefly considered returning home to his comfortable window-seat and burying himself beneath the quilt his grand-mother made, but ultimately continued on his path toward the library. The Librarian had called him to let him know the books he had on reserve were in, and his afternoon would be much more interesting if he had some new material to peruse. The wind caught him off guard again, shifting raindrops from the canopy above and floating drenched leaves off the trees. One leaf, a bright translucent yellow, smacked into his face. "Ughk!" Marzipan hastily pawed at his face, blinking against the cold damp. Torn between wounded pride and impish cheer, Marzipan snorted. "I'm glad none of my students saw that." He murmured with a rueful grin. Marzipan taught history at the local community college. His students were... well, lively was a kind way of putting it. The Kalon smiled happily, teaching was difficult, but he was basically being paid to be a giant nerd. His friends always told him the job was a good fit.

Continuing on at a slightly dreamy pace, Marzipan took in the changing world around him. The air had gotten much colder, and sometimes in the early mornings Marzipan woke to frost etched in winding paths on his window. The grass had gone briefly green from rain, but the chill was quickly turning it yellow. The change of seasons always brought a certain whimsy with it, the reminder that time was passing was both expected and surprising. Another year nearly gone... Marzipan thought to himself, barely sidestepping a puddle. His long fur was dragging slightly on the ground. "I really need to get that cut!" he sighed, eyeing the trailing hair in betrayal.

The path to the library wasn't a long one, and before he knew it, Marzipan was standing on the weathered stone steps. "Alice! It's me!" Marzipan announced, wiping his paws roughly on the doormat. "Marzi! My goodness young man, soon you'll be buried beneath all that fur!" Marzipan grinned, "I'll make an appointment soon!" It was a familiar conversation. Alice pushed his books forward, smiling knowingly. "How do you even have time to read this much? It's almost time for midterms! Fall must be so busy for you."

Marzipan groaned, thinking about the papers he had yet to grade. "It is pretty busy, but," he paused, thinking of the cozy days spent reading on his window seat, watching the leaves change colors and storms roll in over the mountains. He smiled. "I don't mind it."

[486/500]

[Kyar]

username: kyar
kalon name: kadiel
fall palette: fall fades
#E4E0DD - #EAD7AB - #E5C088 - #D39D6A - #BD795C - #BEA496

personality:

patient - observant - lovesick - nostalgic

silent son-of-gods, kadiel was sent to live on earth as a sentry for the beings above - a necessary window to connect two worlds. where gods see life as it is from above, he sees mortality at its own level. despite his presence on earth, his body and soul remain fully immortal.

most call him beautiful, though he sees himself forgotten, a servant below gods and mortals. his low image of himself has led him to a quiet life. he awaits what he wants most - returning to the world of the gods, promised for his services.

98/100 words

how do they feel about fall?:

fall
holds so many memories




i should have known from the way the leaves withered in your wake
the way your face would fade as years wore away
the gentle beauty you once held

the smiles that creased your brow, when i could pull them from you
will never escape my mind

autumn came, and with it, i fell

there are days i find myself walking these same paths where we first crossed
under the branches of a wavering oak,
and i remember the sound of your laugh
as chilled winds tugged at the soft veil that kept your face from me

i walked the world as a traveler, a visitor
who knew that my life would carry on
while the world around faded

immortal

i knew better

you paid me no mind on our first passing
but the silk veil, the symbol of your royalty, kept the dust from your eyes
and your eyes from mine

how badly i wanted just to see

a fascination came over me and gods, i should have known

my feet find the ancient treads of your caravan, the travels that took you across the world
brought you to me, and never again could i let you go

mortality

what a curse, the ripest life lost in mortality's harvest
taken years before you were ready,
eons before i was ready

i know that i will never be ready
i will never say goodbye forever

farewell, for now
my love




the veil that hid your face from me in life hides it again now,
as they lift you to lower you down to the winding catacombs

a sickly home for something so precious
i can only hold to the words you whispered

"yes," you told me
this was what you wanted

"always" you told me
and i know it to be true

"love"

i will never forfeit love

the perfect lips pressed tightly in death
into the same soft frown you so naturally held in life

but even in it i can see your smile,
i can hear the brilliant laugh as we rode together

gods and mortals

love

years changed you while i stood untouched
by the wear of the world

and yet i felt myself so far from your beauty
your heart
the soul that thrived under a patient frown, a silk veil

how badly i wish to tear it back and find you again
the face that stole my heart

the spirit that stole my life

my love

i leave you now
to rest

but this is not goodbye




i wander the path where the ancient oak bends down
in a simple bow
to the prince who once rode by



448/500 words

[Mythz]

username: Mythz
kalon name: Autumn
personality:

Autumn is one of the sweetest kals you will ever meet. She's gentle, loving and kind. Autumn is willing to lend a helping hand wherever needed and isn’t fazed by anything! She doesn’t take rude comments to heart and never harbours foul feeling about others. Autumn loves doing and making things for others, from helping out around the garden to cooking up a meal for someone who needs it – you can always count on Autumn to be there.

fall palette:

how do they feel about fall?: [500 words max]
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[FANTASIIIA]

Username: c a w.

Kalon Name: Amber

Personality: Rational, easily offended, distrusting, critical, somewhat impulsive.

Fall Palette: XxX

How do they feel about fall?:

Amber loved Autumn.
It brought a reprieve from the oppressive heat.
As Summer waned, he could smell the approach of Autumn long before it actually arrived and relished it.
So what changed?

Cold temperatures are bad enough, but it may be the lack of sunlight that he hates more than anything.
He constantly goes back and forth on which he hates more. Autumn naturally brings shorter days.
"Summer is life itself. All is deep greens and blues. Leaves hang thick on trees. Grass grows faster than you can cut it. Birds chirp. The sky is clear and blue. The sun stays up until 8:30.. Winter is death. Trees stand starkly naked, the grass turns sickly brown. The sun is seemingly perpetually hidden behind thick gray clouds. Rains last all day for days at a time. Autumn is the harbinger of Winter.
The harbinger of death.."

Leaves. They belong hanging on trees, not littering his lawn.
"I hate leaves on the ground. Do I mow over them? Rake them up first?"
Either way the ground will be covered again by the next day. Miserable.
The other day he alleged that no one loves the reality of Autumn, they love an imagined idealized Autumn that they hold in their mind. "Pathetic." He thought to himself.

214 words.

[MoMoYA]

username: Direwolf_1411225
kalon name: Evangeline (Eva)
personality: Eva is very discreet, and tries to avoid attention. She has few friends but the friends she does have are good ones. She is rather shy.
fall palette:

how do they feel about fall?: Evangeline loves fall, it’s her favourite season! Her favourite part is the beautiful views, and walking through the beautiful forest in the fall. She loves all of the scenery driving on the highway, driving past all of the farms and forests.