||The Mages of Nightingale (Semi-Lit. Fantasy RP)|| OPEN

[MouseWillow]

i]Mage[/i] -
Character Name:Raven Kole North
Gender Male:
Age 13-14:
Job: Will heal whoever needs it, when it comes up, other than this in the summer he works in the market as an assistant and sells wild strawberries that grow in the fields near his house.
Element: Light Ш
Physical Description: Average height, very lightweight, straight black hair not long, but sometimes bangs cover left eye
Weapon of Choice: Can handle a staff or short sword well.
Interesting Details: Very lightly built but fast, has dark amber/red eyes, fair skin, is not overly physically strong but has a high pain tolerance and can go through a lot.
Natural Abnormality: his eyes, if anything
Personality: Kind, can be somewhat over protective of those he is close to, forgiving but shy, can get along with anyone, not a judging person.
Pet: Has a skittish family horse, dark brown with black main, a farm cat also hangs around his house for milk but is not technically his pet, though he is fond of it.
History: Mother died in fire when he was younger, he lived on the streets for a couple of years, currently lives alone near the outskirts .
Theme Song: (Not mandatory, but nice to have. May be more than one.)
Guild/Brotherhood: none
Quote: Is this optional? if not I can fill it in I just can't think of one right now..
Other: [size=50][size=50]Rainbow leopard spots[/size][/size]

[hotdoge]

Neil~
Neil, oddly enough, managed a slight, genuine smile. Not at Taylor. He wasn't even looking at her. But it was the girl's words that led him on, deeper into the darkness of his mind and past. At one point, it could be assumed that he would hit a wall of unknown emotion. It would be safest to tread lightly. To think deeply before speaking. Neil had a short fuse, and it clearly wouldn't take much to cause a dangerous spark.

He attempted to clear his throat, but cringed when the action only caused more pain. It was becoming more and more like a living hell as the minutes slipped by. Neil didn't expect himself to survive for more than a few more days. A week, maybe. Not very long. He had long since lost all faith in himself, that was for sure. A forsaken creature, cast aside by the world.

For another few moments, Neil stayed silent. Maybe it was the illness that was keeping him so quiet. Or, reasonably, it was the revisiting of distant, painful memories that were best left untouched.
"Her name..." He echoed, closing his eyes. "Elizabeth. Her name was Elizabeth."


((Muse, I know you're there. Come to me, my precious... :C

@Mouse: Accepted. ^^ And yeah, quotes aren't absolutely madatory. Just nice to have. :P
@Wolf: You should totally make her do it. >:B Just realize that, in doing so, she'll be ending the conversation. Neil will totally flip out, too, as he hates people touching him unnecessarily.))

[pappuppy]

Taylor saw his smile, she knew it wasn't for her. Then she thought and smiled a bit as well, And you said you were a monster... Monsters don't havethere ability to care. She couldn't help but feel warmed. He may not think it, but to keep going after this womans death, it was probabaly one of he strongest things one could do.

Taylor looked into his eyes,"Elizabeth." She repeated fondly, thinking of the names structure and letting it sink in. "What a beautiful name," She said out loud, repeating what came into her head,"Like a queens name." She tried to picture this woman, fond and dear, it was hard, but going on the name, she had to have been beautiful,"Neil? Was she beautiful? Elizabeth, she sounds like she mustve been very kind." She murmured, as if she too were becoming lost in a world of dreams as she tried to picture the woman. ((maybe not now, I'll wait till their talking done, I'm excited for itthiugh!))

[MouseWillow]

(Thanks!)

(Sorry I hate asking this question but do you have anywhere you want me to start or anyone you want me to interact with?)

(also what is the season?)

Raven walked his horse down a narrow street, misty rain slowly peppering his dull grey coat, and his horse's course hide. Behind her the animal towed a small cart, half full and covered with small strawberries. She looked almost forlorn under the carrige equipment and the blinders she had to wear so that she didn't spook. The boy pulled her along carefully by the halter, watching horse and people traffic cautiously, though it was not very severe, occasionally he stroked the horse as he led her on.

[hotdoge]

Neil~
Taylor's recent thoughts about who he was were dramatically skewed from how he saw himself. Also, they were very wrong. He was not a strong-willed person. He was not brave. Neil was nothing but a coward, too fearful to take his own life. Many times, he had tried. But, even though the scars of his own self-harm were visible on his pale flesh, the man had never managed to end his useless excuse for a life.
On the topic of visible scars, Neil still hadn't been able to put on his shirt. At the moment, it was nearly impossible for him to do so alone, as the man's broken ribcage shot agonizing pain through him whenever disturbed. Must've been cold. And painful.
He couldn't have been described as physically strong, either. Just a lanky, underfed, pale, mangled excuse for a living creature. And, without a shirt, Neil just looked even more feeble. Anyone who assumed that he was incompetent would be in for quite a surprise, though. He could still kill without hesitation.

The girl's question was quite silly. Regardless of what Elizabeth had looked like, Neil would always think she was beautiful. Physically, she was indeed quite pretty. But that hardly mattered to the broken Magician. Elizabeth had cared about him in times of need, and that was all that he wanted. Someone who provided kindness. A light in his dark world. But the candle flickered out, leaving him alone in the shadows once more. What a sad, isolated life that Neil led.
"She was so very beautiful. Both appearance and personality-wise," Neil murmured, voice growing gradually more distressed. His next comment was so dark spoken in such a grave tone. "She was like an angel..."
The sickly-looking man sucked in an odd-sounding lungful of air and brought both brows together, glaring at the grey ceiling overhead.
"But then the day came when God decided to steal her back." There was a dreadfully long moment as he turned away, overwhelmed by ragged, painful-sounding coughs. Halfway through the bout, Neil clenched both fists and slammed one against the stone wall behind him, choking in a desperate attempt to regain his breath. It was difficult to remain conscious with the striking pain that was flowing through his veins. And dear God, did it hurt.
A furious hiss emanated from him, and a few moments later he rasped, "He f***ing took her away. And it's my fault..."



((GUH. Long post is long. And quickly edited. =_= I didn't even try to fix any mistakes that I made.


@Mouse:No one in particular is actually without something to do. ^^" And Neil, Taylor, Alec, and Clara are all currently just sitting in prison. *Cough cough* Taylor's fault. *Oh cough cough cough* :P Unless you want to find a way to bring Ra- OH WAYT. I HAS IDEA.

Bro, PM me. I'll share with you my wonderful thoughts on how you may possibly be able to bring Raven into the situation involving all of our jail-bound characters. Though, it may will involve him having to put up with a few Magicians, one who is clearly insane. Rest assured, it won't require him to get arrested, though. ^^

ALSO. It's fall, heading into winter. I should probably add that to the first post. But I'm lazy. So it may never happen. :D))

[pappuppy]

Taylor listened furthur. She was entranced as she pictured this woman who seemed like an angel. She looked at Neil and felt sad, sorrowed terribly.She saw the scars, and thought, He mustve been living in Hell without her. She heard the Angel comment, then his sudden anguish, how God stole her back. She saw him start to cough and worrie filled her to the brim as she scrambled and thought, then spoke,"You need to sit up Neil!" She ordered and before he could object she gently eased forward andon one swift moment, painful for them both, she was sure, she lifted him in the split second it took for her to say,"God took her back because he needed her!" Then they were both sitting and she removed her hands quickly and scooted away to distance herself a bit. "If it was your fault... Then you should apologize." She murmured, Returning to the position where she was mostly curled up,"Apologize to her, I know she's up there, but one thing is sure, she can still hear you Neil." Taylor murmured softly, her eyes studying the floor,"She can see everything you do.... What do you think she would think of you now? She may have passed, but what if, what if she's looking down ans watching you." She started to grow more quiet,"What if... She's like your guardian angel now?" She asked curiously, and looked up slowly to looked at him.

[MouseWillow]

(okay lol I'll pm)
(and thanks.)

[actionhero]

(If I'd known you were joining, MouseWillow, I would have waited to post with Clara :3 ))

Clara

The young girl paused, waiting for a response from the two across from her cell. It was as if they hadn't heard her, although she though for sure they would have since they were in such a confined space. Clara absentmindedly scratched her arm and wrapped her cloak around her, wondering if her cell neighbours were magical. She was always suspecting people of being able to use magic, constantly observing everybody. How they moved, how they talked. These two didn't seem like the friendly type, however. Shrugging it off, Clara pulled a small package out of her cloak somewhere and unwrapped it to reveal some bread that she had just stolen. The officer had, unfortunately, confiscated the rest.

((I wonder where Nikki is... I feel like I shouldn't post Henrietta until she's back.))

[pappuppy]

((u can post with Alec?))

[MouseWillow]

(Well somethings going to happen where he has to go somewhere.. you could steal his cart lol)

Raven reached the usual place where he sold the strawberries, this was the last of them really, the rest were dying with the frost or had been eaten by the wildlife. He scooped some into cloth wrapping and jars, preparing to set up.