The Twelfth-born

[frankie (dup)]

(Everyone except for Daniel and Elvy, because they're out at sea)

[Doctor Who...?]

Austin

He woke up slowly, his eyes squinting and pain driving through him as for the clouds were bright today. He sits up and looks at his knees, where skin can be seen through the rip jeans. He glimpses down from the height he was at; he made himself a large hammock from above the ground. He only does this, well, because of the fact he cant afford rent any longer. And... He thought that life would be better without social contact with anyone. So far... Not good. He was planning to go to town soon... wherever that would be. He rubs the crust from his eyes and lowers himself down

[Melinda Irene Gordon]

Elva

I shifted into my human for form as I got to the surface.I looked at him "Not that long so I'm not really sure.There's probably one near here though," I said calmly, stretching out my dragon wings before folding them back onto my back.

[NightShade72]

Austin

He woke up slowly, his eyes squinting and pain driving through him as for the clouds were bright today. He sits up and looks at his knees, where skin can be seen through the rip jeans. He glimpses down from the height he was at; he made himself a large hammock from above the ground. He only does this, well, because of the fact he cant afford rent any longer. And... He thought that life would be better without social contact with anyone. So far... Not good. He was planning to go to town soon... wherever that would be. He rubs the crust from his eyes and lowers himself down

(Hi! I'm trying to join this rp... Mind if I rp with you?)

[Doctor Who...?]

{Go for it...}

[NightShade72]

Thanks!)

*a hooded figure walked in the darkest bit of the woods, the trees standing fifty feet tall, with low hanging branches that blocked out the sunlight. The figure stood seven feet tall, bow in hand.
This bow was a long, black piece with fine carvings, allowing for easier slinging and holding. The arrows (sitting in the quiver on their back), were purple, the tips glowing with a shadowy magic.
they looked around, trying to find prey for their odd endeavors.*

[Doctor Who...?]

Austin.
He stared down at the ground, but stopped halfway. "Oh boy," he whispers quietly. He had to get himself down the normal way. A.K.A; the hard way. He leans forward, the hammock shifting unfomfortably, and he got to a branch of a tree and sat down with a huff. A long way down, he thought to himself, frowning easily, but rubs his hands together.

[NightShade72]

*the oddly silent steps of the hunter came to a halt as she sensed something unusual.
Her bow snapped up, an arrow already in hand. She aimed at the figure in the trees-whom was 20 or so feet to her left.*

[Doctor Who...?]

Austin
He grunts, not noticing, his fingerings digging into the bark but cursed. He looks at his hands and easily, bark carrassed his hands, covering them with smooth bark. "There..." he whispers, and began to climb down slowly.

[NightShade72]

*she Releases the arrow, and it slams into the bark above the odd man's head. And with blinding speed, she slings three more arrows, her eyes sharp as she called out*
"Who are you, and what business do you have here?"
*her mask casted shadows over her eyes, her mask covering the bottom of her face*