Lonely Forest (elf/spirit/human RP) *R.I.P.*

[Alaina Asto Capulet]

Race:Human
Gender:Female
Name: Alaina Cuyler
Age: 16 turning 17
Appearance:
Are you evil?: Half the time
Can you fight?: No
Crush: Doesn't have one
Other: quiet, shy, has a weakness for cake, loves birds and music. Has a short temper and a split personality

[Rayen]

((WOOT 101 PAGES!!! srry had to capitalize... and Alaina accepted! please be active.)

Shanaya shook her head, with a devilish smile. 'I can teach you mind reading.' she said to Jun as they walked. Her snow white hair was tied on a practical simple braid, but her blue eyes were icy. Shanaya was somewhat unpredictable and dangerous at times, but mostly she was only irritant.
~~~
Elanor nodded. 'Sure. You'll need my help. Shall we ask Ragne?'

[webkinzfan12]

Jun examined Shanaya, from her devilish grin to her walking feet. She wondered if she was bluffing about teaching her, but if Shanaya lied Jun would make her limp for a week. She ejected her needles, and lightly scratched her finger to see if they we're still sharp. "Okay. You can teach me mind reading, and I can teach you some magic." She said checking to see if the needles were full of their venom. "This island is large. It might take a few weaks to even find the bridge..."
Riku shrugged. "I'll scout ahead." He said simply, then ran off quickly. He jumped up, and in a swift movement flipped into a tree. He sat on the branch and took out a simple sword from under his cloak. There was a hole in the hilt large enough for a jewl from the tree. "The jewl is powerful, being able to turn a ghost solid. But I know how to use it to it's full power." He said with an evil smile.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Alura smiled at the outline of Elanor."Thank you." She said standing up. "If he'll come with us. Wanna ride on my horse?"She felt around to the trusty horse, and climbed on.

[Rayen]

Shanaya stared blankly at the other bounty hunter. That was exactly what she wanted to hear, she needed magic. She told Jun aloud: 'Concentrate yourself on your message. Then think of the person you want to send it to, me, in this case. Then just release the thoughts as if you were releasing energy for a spell. The base is the same, I have heard.'

~~~~~~~~~~

'No thanks.' Elanor said to Alura. She whistled loud and Feather trotted on her direction. She jumped to his back, stroking his mane. 'Back together, my friend.' she whispered. She then reached Ragne mentally. 'I need to talk with you.'

[Cloudsong]

(I really like this RP, but I don't know what to write ever! )

[webkinzfan12]

((I don't know how to help you there...Sorry. Where are your characters?))
Jun nodded, and closed her eyes. She concentrated on saying 'How did I do?'. She breathed deeply and slowly, thinking of Shanaya. Then her face glowed slightly as she tryed to release the thoughts.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Alura nodded. "Follow Elanor." She whispered to it.

[softballsava]

Brie watched as Ezio bolted out of the house and he singing had stopped. She looked at Altair for an explination to all of this, as she sensed the wolfish girl coming into her house, something about her screamed enemy, but she saw how the assassins were now helping her and wondered what Rafiq must have been up to.

Ragne got the message but he was headed back to find Sven and Lollimar, 'fine, talk to me over the bond, but until I find myself again, seeing you just isn't possible.' he growled as he sat atop his dragon.


((ps. Em, I think I may have Brie become human again if ever the opprotunity arose. ha ha but I like her better as the spirit who wants Altair so deperately, the one guys she can't have. ha ha))

[Shiko Hayashi]

(( That was fine. I wasn't playing her because she was passed out. Thanks. New character coming soon. Name, Sicarius. ))

Lero bit his tongue and he crawled after Ezio, fear pulsing through him as Ezio rode away, Wolf getting farther away from him. He growled and he lifted his wings slightly and instantly he picked up speed, the wind helping him move faster. He could sense Wolf ahead of him. He breathed fire again, this time keeping the flame running. Warmth blossomed inside of him. He wished fiercely he could warm her, but the danger was too great. He cut the flame off and watched it disappear instantly. He raced after them. He still felt cold though. Somewhere in the other half of his mind. Then he grinned sadly. They were so connected, that he could feel her cold. He stopped grinning when they reached the sight of the house and was drawing near. "Ezio! You take care of her! I need to find a place where I can fit!" he roared after the figure and horse. He took flight, ignoring the wind and slicing through it. He laughed at it. "You are not stronger than me! I am the Dragon Lord, millenia old, and I have seen you at your worst!" He laughed at it. He instantly spotted a cave on teh ground, not far from the house. He landed only to find that it was inhabited by a bear. He growled fiercely and hissed, drawing himself up to his fullest. The bear stood on his hinds legs and roared. Lero roared back and the bear whimpered, running away and into the forest, away from the house. Lero crawled into the cave and closed his eyes, fixing on the cold part of his mind. The part that held Wolf's mind. It was cold and yet warm. Images flew through his mind. The roman numeral he had seen on her hand. The image of another elf boy, similar to her in wolfish appearance, but different. He is smiling at her and she's grinning back as they dive in for their kill, killing their mission swiftly and astonishing teamwork. Then a bright black flash and he's in a high room, watching Wolf bow to her lord, the boy beside her. But defiance is in his stance and he's yelling. Guards attack him and they drag him away. But when he turns his back, Wolf's lord takes a sword and slashes his back open. he screams in agony and passes out, but remains alive. Wolf is still kneeling, tears dripping down her face. Then a black flash and new memories. Lero retreats from the her cold yet warm mind and opens his eyes to find a tear in them. Who had that boy been? And why had he defied his lord? How did his Wolf know him? These questions raced through Lero's mind, but he pushed the back and settled for a light sleep.

~

Wolf shivered, her lips a pale blue, her left hand, the one with the roman numeral seven on it, clenched into a tight, white fists.

[Shiko Hayashi]

Race:Elf
Type: (if you're an elf)Dark Elf
Gender:Male
Name:Sicarius
Age:19
Appearance:He's the one with blonde hair.
Are you evil?No
Can you fight? Like heck yeah!
Crush:None
Other:He's best friends with Wolf, but when she bowed down to their lord instead of siding with him, he left her in disgust and they never saw each other again. He has a scar that starts at his right shoulder and vertically runs across his back, ending by lacing around his left hip. He's an assassin, like Wolf.

[cazio]

Altair held the door open for Ezio as he came inside, holind the elf girl delicatly. Altair gritted his teeth at the sight of her changed state and again cursed the immortal creatures of this world. He had laid out th epillows and used another animal skin as a blanket, but he had no intention of helping her.
"She's all your brother. See to it that she learns nothing from us." He murmured, putting a hand on Ezio's shoulder as he passed. They both stopped moving and Ezio lifted his head towards the fire. Unspoken words were more powerful than sound in the world of assassins.
"Dangerous times are coming Ezio. You and I can't be in the thick of things again."
Ezio nodded and Altair stepped outside, expecting to see Lero. When he didn't he merely flicked out his blade and began to sharpen it, shielded from the rain by the houses overhang.

Ezio placed the girl gently on the floor, her body soaking wet and her clothes clinging to her in the damp wetness. He felt her shivering in his arms and he felt a stab of pity. She was lucky that she had the scarf of thier creed on her wrist, otherwise Altair would not have ever let her inside, much less near the house. He smilied at this thought, but steely determination glazed his hazel eyes. Rafiq wanted this girl alive. He had to see to it that she lived through whatever had brought her here. Her lips were blue and lifeless and her fists clenched. He made careful note of teh symbol on her hand and began by covering her with the bearskin that Altair had bothered to lay out for him. He sees the importance of this mission, even if I don't he knows I'll do the job. He propped her head up on a pillow and put his hand at the bas eof her neck and slid it backwards over the pillow to keep her wet hair from making her stayy chilled. What do do now? He bretahed deeply and his eagle vision came to life. Purple red light emiited from beside the fireplace and he quickened his breath too normal to see what the object was. A teapot sat there and her knew instantly what he needed to do.
"Brie, can you fix a pot of tea for the girl? I'm no cook when it comes to healing." He spoke truthfull and did not intend humor.

He sat next to the practically frozen elf girl and looked down at her closed eyes and brushed a strannd of hair from her face that still clung to the wet skin.
"Don't be decieved Ezio. She is an assassin, don't let those thought even come to your mind." Altair's voice startled him and he turned. Altair leaned against the door frame, his brown eyes narrowed at the girl. He inhaled sharply at Altair's words and thought of his father, Giovanni and how dissapointed he would be should he fall in love with an elf girl of all things. He turned back to her and a thought crossed his mind, so he couldn't fall in love with her, but he was still quite the ladies man. Altair could appreciate--er, be envious of that right? Maria came to his mind, well, the portrait of her that was in Altair's room at the castle. Portraits of assassinated targets that were important to the Creed were hung in the killer's room, a sort of joke among CReed members. He remembered Roberto's face when he stepped into Ezio's not a year after his ceremony. "You have killed this many already?" he smiled. Home. There was no place he wished to be so much.