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A familiar sound came to Flynns' ear, and he looked up in response. Not too far away from where he had predicted, a man appeared. He was different than the others, horns protruded from his head, and over his eyes was a cover. He predicted that this man was blind in the previous life, when he pulled the cover off and fell back in surprise as light invaded his virgin eyes. Never once had he seen a blind man come through, who was able to see once he arrived. Over the years, he had many surprises, including someone who didn't make it through the change. One in particular stuck in his mind. She was a young girl, maybe four years younger than he was at the time. In the last life, she was put in a hospital because of a gunshot wound; and for some reason, the force chose her to come. However, it also took her away from the medical technology she needed to live. They had only spent a few moments together before she passed away in his arms. He would never forget her smile when she saw the land around her.
After the lad had fallen down, Flynn wiped his hands on a piece of cloth before standing and walking towards him. Once he was close enough, the elf offered the new-comer a hand to help him up.
Hello, and welcome.
He greeted with a partial smile.

OOC: Sapph, it is perfectly fine! Your size of post is great, your vocab is superb. You have nothing to worry about. I love your character already.

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name;; I was gifted the name of Egrassa upon birth from my parents. It's certainly unique, I can tell you that. I rather think they got the idea from a book.

age;; I've been here for two years, since I turned twenty, which makes me twenty two.

gender;; If you haven't noticed already, I am male. I do forgive you, however; my long hair doesn't exactly help impressions.

personality;; inquisitive, intelligent, secretive wip will add more once I "get to know" him. not to mention I just can't think.

appearance and attire;; I am tall and slight, with a lean, lithe frame that is very good for helping me to move through forests silently and quickly. My hair extends to my shoulders with a few strands being a little longer; it is a white blonde hue. My eyes are turquoise. I tend to wear a pale beige tunic with brown breeches and two thin brown belts. Over this I wear a green cloak with a hood. My boots are dark brown and I wear brown braces on my arms. that extend over the top of my hand; one then proceeds to encase my index and middle fingers on my right hand.

weapons;; I mostly use my trusty bow and arrows, which are fletched with brilliant blue-green feathers, but I also carry a long, curved sword that I am quite skilled with and a dagger that is mostly used when I catch something to eat.

OOC: Accepted, and welcome c:

[Keriae]

(Thank you ^.^ I'm just going to read the posts so far and then I'll post.)

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The bowstring tautened as it was pulled back. He took careful aim, turquoise eyes narrowing to select his target. Then the arrow was loose, whistling through the air. The point, the arrowhead, slammed into the prey and slid through the barrier of skin. The prey, a rodent-like creature of medium size, flopped to the forest floor on a bed of mushrooms. Slipping the bow onto his shoulders and drawing his dagger as he ran, the elf crouched beside the dying animal and ended it's life quickly. It didn't take long to skin the animal and remove the meat.

Wrapping the slices of meat in large leaves, Egrassa stored them in his small leather pack and stood upright. He would return home now, and leave them to dry, while collecting some already dried meat for the day; he was not one to sit about and do nothing. No, he had to be moving constantly. Before long, he was back at his hut (if you could call it that). Pinning as much meat to the rafters as possible, he left the others on the table and collected some food for the day before heading out. Flynn would be helping new arrivals today; he could offer them some food. In the confusion of the new world many often forgot to eat. It was the least he could do to help their way.

[Incarna]

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"I'm Sorian Troy, nice to meet you."

ＡＧＥ:
"Twenty one years old. If you pardon my birthday only being yesterday."

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ:
"Consider me male. My hair is perfectly fine as it is though."

ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ:
Sorian is a calm and relaxed person - that is, when he's alone. With company around, he becomes flustered and nervous, tending to
run away and hide. Part of that could be blamed on him being naturally anti-social, but it can also be blamed on the part that his older brother has always taught him that he was inferior to others. If Sorian is found or prevented from his escape, he will avert his eyes from whoever the person turns out to be and vanish when he/she doesn't pay attention. Because he has done this to nearly all of the people he's met, he has had no friends and came out looking weak. But almost certainly, if not for his brother, people would know that this wasn't just a social recluse but someone who had a great thinking mind and loyalty.

ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ:
He was born as the younger twin of two brothers, as well as the son of very rich parents. Although he was basically pampered

throughout early infantry to childhood, most of the attention was dedicated to the firstborn, Sorian's older brother, Cyril. As a result

Cyril grew up with the mindset that he was better than most of the children around, including Sorian. He was cruel and sly, and

bullied Sorian to the extent that the younger sibling felt that he was not only inferior to Cyril, but to everyone. When Cyril said Sorian

had run away from home, nobody questioned him when in fact Sorian was locked in a cellar in one of the abandoned houses his

family owned. Almost four days later, without water or food, Sorian blacked out and awoke to clear sunlight in a forest besides a

stream...

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Just yesterday.

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Sorian isn't short, isn't tall. He has fair skin and blue eyes under a thick fringe of black lashes, though his hair color is blond growing purplish towards the back. Before arriving, he had been wearing only his long white nightshirt and a pair of strange looking, plated black gloves his brother insisted him to wear so he wouldn't touch him by accident. After, he is seen fully decked out (if I may say) with elven wear - his ears have lengthened as well, the purple in his hair becoming entirely more pronounced and with a surprisingly light crown with a purple jewel. All the changes have put him off.

Sorry to interrupt, but I'm just quoting the form that I finally put in in place of reserved. I was really busy the past three days because of a piano competition, and I wasn't home at all until 11 at night yesterday. I could only get this up now X'D

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OOC: Accepted c: welcome! Very nice post Keriae.

[Sapphy.]

|| Aurum Floris || 24 || Male ||

Aurum could not believe his eyes when they landed on the boy; although the voice that resonated in his ears assured him that he was real. The greens and browns of the forest were enough of a shock for him as it was, but registering another living being was another matter entirely. The words the boy uttered were muffled by Aurum's own amazement. His hand, instead of grasping the elven boy's to help him up, reached out towards the boy's face. "Wow..." his silver eyes were round in wonder, not even caring for the fact that this might be considered odd. It was then that the elf's words registers. "Welcome?" he echoed, not quite understanding. Welcome to where? Come to think of it, where was he? Aurum lowered his hand from the boy's face, getting up and turning around with a sense of lost purpose.

He had known the moment he had opened his eyes that he was not in that half-abandoned mansion. Aurum's face betrayed no sign of bewilderment, however subtle it was. It wasn't like he felt any attachment to that world. Such a dark world. Even now, he shuddered at the thought of returning. Regaining a grip of reality, he tilted his head to the side, eyes narrowing on the boy. Aurum's expression reflected a state on impassiveness. His words were the total opposite, soft and full of wonder and excitement.

"What is this place?"

[I think I might make a female character soon. -hmm- Anyway, I think I'm getting better with this little boy, despite the shorter post size. -pouts-]

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OCC: I think I might as well. You post sizes are fine, far more than I have asked for c:

Flynn chuckled as the man in front of him seemed to acknowledge sight for the first time. Seeing for the first time, as a full grown adult must be a pure shock. As his hand reached for his face, he stood still and allowed the boy to explore his new field of vision. Finally, the lightness of his face dropped when he realized that he was not home, Flynn took a calm step back to give space and time for the boy to take in this brand new world that was around him.
You are in an alternate world. You see, as a child, whenever a story is read to you, the creative part of your mind manufactures a world in which the fantasy will take place. For now, you and I are in this world among others. Come, let's get you into the shade, you have much to learn.
He said before turning and heading towards the forest that was behind them. In this daylight, burning would come easier. It was best to get him under the trees so that he could be taught the dangers and critters of this world. Perhaps he needed food. Egrassa would most likely show up soon to provide food for the new-comer.

[Sapphy.]

||Aurum | 24 | Male ||

An alternate world? he thought, his mind drifting again. It was a habit from the years of boredom. His minded twisted one thought into a series of different ones to keep the story going. He was a rather sharp lad, the problem was that no matter how intelligent he might be, there were certain things he could only learn by doing. Sometimes doing things required being able to see, and well, he was blind. Or had been. Had been... he blinked into reality again, marveling at the bright colors and taking it all in as if might disappear. He turned and followed the boy.

"My name is Aurum, may I ask for yours?" His words were polite and refined, albeit soft in tone. Not exactly hoarse, since it was indeed quite pleasing to the ear, but careful. Like the words he spoke were fragile things to be handled with care and vigilance. His steps were lighter, he noted, than when he had been in that other world. Thinking on it again, the sides of his head felt heavier... He raised a hand to touch the sides of his head, over his ears. The long fingers found a protruding horn. "That wasn't there before..." Aurum whispered to himself, surprised. Going a little lower, his ears also felt different. They were now angular and sharp, pierced by something that felt like a small rings. The shock of this was not as large as gaining his sight, so he decided to investigate the changes of his body another time.

[I really like that gif, and I think it kind of suits Aurum in a way. I won't be using it next-time but I thought you guys might like it, since it's rather pretty. ^3^ ]

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Male / 21 / Currently wandering on the edge of a forest

Darkness. Cold. Light?
Sorian's eyes fluttered open. Almost immediately he sighed and shut them again, feeling the sun shining on his face and the grass beneath his body. He'd gone to sleep thinking that this was all a dream, that it was all a foolish dream and he would awaken back in the dark cellar, lips cracked and with gnawing pains in his stomach.
But... it was this place again. This sunny forest with the quiet birdsong and the soft gurgle of the clear river. If he had been hungry or thirsty he was no longer, and as Sorian let his left hand droop tiredly it touched the smooth, wet earth of the riverbank.
Contemplating how he might have gotten here had taken most of yesterday - whenever that was -, and now he was certain something was off. You didn't just appear in a random place for no reason, over forty eight hours. Moreover, it seemed that everyone had disappeared too.
Pinching a bit of earth, Sorian let it fall off between his fingers and stood up. He had long been aware of his strange gear and dress, so with a quiet step he began to walk, cautiously. A light breeze ruffled his hair. Everything here felt real enough... but he hoped there wasn't anyone around.

[Sapphy.]

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