by .kestral » Mon Aug 18, 2014 4:27 am
1. Neither
2. Male
3. Neither
4. Neither
5. Male
6. Female
7. Female
(I rolled a 5, but my iPad photobucket isn't working so will add proof later)
"I'm male" you say with a frown, your mind isn't fuzzy anymore, but you seem to only know the most basic things about yourself. It feels like everything is gone, that your a clean slate.
"So your male, that's seem right to me" she said with a chuckle. She frowns at your puzzled expression and sighs.
"I'm sorry, you must be feeling disoriented. The merging does that" she admits trying to keep the smile on her face. Your look up, meeting her gaze.
"The merging?" You enquire thoughtfully.
"Oh right, I didn't think it would have worked that well. You should at least remember?....You don't?" She frowns thoughtfully before sitting straight in her chair, her eyes meeting yours.
"The merging is the ritual you undergo to begin your Guardian training. After you do tests to find out if you will survive the merging you are taken to the chamber at the base of the castle. It's not known what is done in there but you leave with none of your memories of your past life. Your aptitude for Guardian skills such as magic, healing, swordswork, melee and strength and such are all increased. You become a much stronger person but you give up who you were in the past" she says kindly to the look of surprise on your face.
"You would have consented, there are written and magical binding consent forms and spells that can prove you gave us permission" she adds softly. You sigh but not, she doesn't seem like a liar.
"Anyway" she says voice chirpy and happy again.
"You better go and look in the mirror, see if you look familiar" she said with a smile.
With a nod to her you rise and move to the mirror on the wall.
What do you see?
(Suggest a hair and eye colour for the character.
Hair
Ranges from white-gold, to ebony/blue-black, includes reds and golds and browns. Any colour can be chosen.
Eyes
Can be any colour. Both natural and unnatural.
Having serious issues viewing dark colours at the moment. May delay replys to pms. Sorry.
The Leopard Pups
Grey, Black and White. The world revolves and we go with it. Twisting in this everlasting monotony, eyes of green and gold, watching and waiting for our chance, our time. Cytor, Liliana, Serenade, Bayonet, the Prankster, the sweet one, the mother and the lost soul. There birth was a lost event, one in a million, two wandering souls met in the shadows, and these four were created. There pups are the stuff of legend, one lost there sight, one lost there path, one lost there love and the other? The other lost his family, everyone they cared about. He lost his family.