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[Manx]

(( Sure :3 ))

[Socks + Lani]

"I'm a lover, I'm a renegade fighter. Gonna set your soul on fire"

υѕєяηαмє:
It's just Flea c:
ηαмє:
"My name? Huh, that's a cracker. I'm Tirry"
ηι¢кηαмє:
"Just Tirry, if you value your ears"
gєη∂єя:
Tirry is obviously a brute
αgє:
Four years old
яαηк ωαηтє∂:
"What do you mean 'wanted'? I'm Beta Male, and that's how it's gunna stay"
∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
To go with his tempermental personality, Tirry is a huge wolf that might as well be a rock. He's tall and built with bulk, making him seem even more menacing than he actually is. His fur is very scruffy and thick around the scruff, making his neck look rather fat. Somewhere along the line, he picked up a rather feathered tail, as are his legs. His belly fur is also longer than the average wolf's. Tirry has an off-white base with different shades of grey mixed into his pelt. For a bulky wolf, Tirry is long limbed and has a rather fine-feautred face. Over his left eye, Tirry bears an ugly red scar that constantly reminds him that there are things in the world to be afraid of. Tirry's eyes themselves are a stunning golden amber, flecked with the occasional shade of sage-green.
ρєяѕσηαℓιту:
Many may classify Tirry as brave, but in reality he is just impulsive. Tirry is incapable of doing anything but what he believes is right, and he doesn't think before he acts- he'll just throw himself in there. Tirry doesn't give up easily, he never backs down and is a worthy opponent. Despite being impulsive, he is really a brave wolf and never shies away from danger, but rather stares it in the eye until it backs down. He is utterly fearless, although this makes him ignorant to just how small and weak he really is compared to some other animals out there. However, as long as Tirry still stares danger in the face, he will keep his brave, reckless spirit.
Tirry is one of the most sarcastic wolves on the planet. Almost every second sentence is filled with sarcasm that pretty much drips off his tongue. Honestly, being sarcastic is like second nature to Tirry. The sarcastic flare in Tirry makes him a witty wolf, always ready with a sharp comment or fiery comeback to keep your temper boiling. This relentless trait irritates some wolves, althought Tirry doesn't care; they can think what they want of him, and he'll keep on living like he always has and always will.
This brute is incredibly defensive and easily offended. If you so much as give him a skeptical look, he will blow his top in his own defence. He isn't quick to trust and is always ready to believe the worst of another. The other half of this trait is that Tirry will defend his friends with the same ferocity as he does himself. Mess with him or his friends, and you've gone way in over your head.
Telling him he's wrong will only make Tirry more convinced that he's right. Tirry is as stubborn as the day is long, and once his mind is made up, no-one can change it. He will stick to his guns no matter what, and won't admit defeat. He won't admit he is wrong even when he knows he is. If someone else gives up, Tirry is the one who will forge ahead with no such thought ever crossing his mind. To himself, his word is law. He never goes back on a promise, or never contradicts himself. If you can find anyone as stubborn as Tirry, you deserve a medal.
Finally, Tirry is as loyal as h*ll is hot. He would never abandon a fellow wolf, even if it was a loner or a rogue. He will always stand up for his friends, no matter what the circumstances. Tirry is ready and willing to defend his pack with his life if it ever comes to that. To him, family is more important than anything; even being right all the time. Tirry will remain forever loyal to his mates and would be a doting father. Even though he's a bit of a reckless spirit, he has upsides as well as his downs.
gєм ηαмє:
Malam
gєм ∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
Malam is an onyx, black and dark as night; which is how it got it's name. Malam is 'Night' in Malay, which Tirry thought was very appropriate for his gem. Malam itself is jet black, yet seemingly transparent. It is a big gem in the vague shape of a paw-print.
ρσωєяѕ:
Tirry can control the weather. Well, partially. He doesn't really control it, but he can harness it's energy and re-create it. Say it's a sunny day? Well, Tirry could strike you down with a lightning bolt if he chose to. He can make it rain in one particular spot, or make the sun shine brighter than before.
нιѕтσяу:
Tirry is a fairly lucky wolf, having a normal history for the most part. He was born to the previous Betas; Lavain and Triska, making him a high-ranking wolf through and through. He had two sisters; Elaine and Kyrie, but they died in a fire when he was just a pup. At two years old, Tirry found a mate, Ora, and soon they had a litter of pups. But one day a bear attacked the camp, and Tirry's family died in the attack. He still has his little sister, Azaeliah, who doesn't remember a thing.
¢яυѕн:
"Yeah, right"

"Straight up what did you hope to learn about here? If I was someone else would this all fall apart"

υѕєяηαмє:
Flea c:
ηαмє:
Azaeliah [Az-ay-lee-ah]
ηι¢кηαмє:
"It's Leah, thanks, or just Azaeliah"
gєη∂єя:
Azaeliah is a fae
αgє:
One and a half
яαηк ωαηтє∂:
"I am healer apprentice, thanks"
∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
Tiny. The first word that comes to mind when asked to describe this fae is tiny. And it is true. Leah is the smallest wolf of the pack, even most of the pups stand at her shoulder. Leah is built very slim and lean with no visible bulk, but her muscles ripple obviously under her pelt. Leah best blends in with the snow, as her coat is pure white. Although, Leah gets it dirty quite a fair bit, turning it rather grey-brown or even green from grass stains. Azaeliah's eyes are a deep brown that seem fathomless, as if they never end.
ρєяѕσηαℓιту:
Starting from her energy and enthusiasm, this wolf is a catch to have around- always trying to look on the positive side of things. She's full of energy and dislikes seeing downers, or downright upset wolves. Seeing someone upset just makes her want to comfort them as much as possible, and she will try. She is a rather lighthearted one, gentle in her ways, and always just looking to have a good time. Seeing smiles on others faces makes her happy, to know that others just like herself, her friends and family are alright as well. Another thing, this wolf has constant energy. She's always looking for something to do, to keep busy, to move around.
Talkative and gentle are another two parts of this wolf's personality. Leah is a sweet wolf, from the beginning. She's always up for meeting new faces, and isn't afraid to speak up. She's talkative with others, meaning she'll talk with you if you have no one to talk to, or if you just want someone to talk to, she'll listen. She's very attentive and gentle as well. Sometimes that motherly instinct kicks in, and often times its hard to believe she wouldn't hurt a fly. When someone is in danger however, she does become defensive, and look to protect her family, much like a mother to her pups.
Daring is another word for her. This wolf lives for adventure and finding new things. She loves the thought of travel, and just can't stay in one place for too long, which is why being a healer is just what she'd been looking for, to find something more in life. She is a daredevil, as hard to believe as that sounds and she just loves the thrill of it all, though she is a bit afraid of heights. She'll try not to admit that though.
gєм ηαмє:
Libre
gєм ∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
Libre is a beautiful, shining pink sapphire to represent Leah's kind-hearted nature. The name 'Libre' is Spanish for 'Free', a name that Azaeliah has always loved. Libre is shaped in a very distinct way, making it seem as if it is a wolf running.
ρσωєяѕ:
Azaeliah has the power to look into the future, as well as sense thoughts. She cannot read minds, but can hear any thoughts about her, as long as the wolf is within a certain distance of her. Azaeliah can only use this gift if she concentrates really hard, as usually she just bobs around oblivious to the thoughts of others. Along with that, Azaeliah was given prophetic dreams and visions, riddles of to what would happen in the future, unless the pack could change it.
нιѕтσяу:
Same as Tirry's
¢яυѕн:
"No, not really. I have no liking for brutes who can't keep their traps shut"

"I tried to see the good in life, but good things in life are hard to find"

υѕєяηαмє:
Flea c:
ηαмє:
Ira, meaning anger in Spanish. Yeah, her mother wasn't too fond of this pup
ηι¢кηαмє:
"Is Ira not short enough for you?"
gєη∂єя:
"Blind imbecile. I'm a fae"
αgє:
Ira is around two and a half year old
яαηк ωαηтє∂:
For now, Ira is Lead Scout, but she secretly hopes to be Alpha one day
∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
Unlike the dainty build of many faes, Ira was gifted with a tall, leggy body. She is broad shouldered and broad-chested, with a bit of bulk that you would expect to see on a huge male. Her coat has an off-white base, with a coat of black sprayed over her back and head. Ira's eyes are a fiery gold, flecked with bright shards of green that made many wolves fear her, not just for her brute strength and hot-tempered personality. Her eyes alone are eerie enough to send a shiver down the toughest wolf's spine.
ρєяѕσηαℓιту:
[Working on]
gєм ηαмє:
Vida
gєм ∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
While Vida may seem a dark and mysterious name to give a gem, Ira wishes she could have been called that herself. Vida is the Spanish word for 'Life' and Ira loves the way it rolls off her tongue. Ira is a blood red ruby, the edges rimmed with gold and the center flecked with a bright, flame-coloured orange that shimmers when it catches the sun.
ρσωєяѕ:
Ira has the power of super-speed, making her the fastest wolf in the pack. She can zip through trees and leap over logs faster than any wolf you've ever seen, making her a lethal opponent if you meet her on the battlefield. Ira's super-speed is followed by unusual strength for a fae, a little generic inheritance from her rogue father, whose power was super strength. This is probably the reason she is so large, for a fae.
нιѕтσяу:
[Working on, is Invierno's sister]
¢яυѕн:
She secretly likes Zebulon, although she'd never admit it for fear of being shot down.

"It's hard to hold a candle in the cold November rain"

υѕєяηαмє:
Flea c:
ηαмє:
This wolfs name is Invierno, meaning Winter in Spanish
ηι¢кηαмє:
Most call him Invierno, but good friends are allowed to call him Ernie
gєη∂єя:
Brute
αgє:
Four years old
яαηк ωαηтє∂:
Invierno is Lead Hunter
∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
Unlike his sister, Invierno is built tall, leggy and slender, with no bulk whatsoever. He is muscular though, although he looks more like a large fae than he does a regular sized brute. His fur is jet-black, which makes him wonder why his mother named him with the meaning of winter but, then again, he can't see his own eyes. Actually, Invierno cannot see anything as he is blind. His eyes themselves are a bright, silvery-white colour that often look clouded over or transparent.
ρєяѕσηαℓιту:
[Working on it]
gєм ηαмє:
Berlain
gєм ∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
Berlain is a very clear, see-through diamond, which is how Invierno came about with the name. It is a very light, plae blue colour often mistaken for a more silvery tone. However, Berlain is flecked with sea-blue in the center of the gem.
ρσωєяѕ:
Being blind should have been hard for Invierno but, as luck may have it, his power was the ability to sense his surroundings by his heightened sixth sense. This means he can spot or scent things that others might not be able to.
нιѕтσяу:
[Working on it, is Ira's brother]
¢яυѕн:
He sort of likes Storm

[Manx]

(( One last bump for tonight. ^^ I'll be finishing my own forms tomorrow, and we can probably begin roleplaying tomorrow. (: ))

[~bubble]

υѕєяηαмє:NighttimeWonder
(Here)
ηαмє: My name is Grebarako, it means strike in Basque.
(Here)
ηι¢кηαмє: Greb, or Strike is fine, I don't mind much
(Optional)
gєη∂єя: brute, of course.
(Here)
αgє: 3 yrs old.
(Here)
яαηк ωαηтє∂:I'm a Fighter. Don't mess with my pack.
(Here)
∂єѕ¢яιρтιση: Other wolves say that my jet black fur is strange, but my ice blue eyes are even wierder. I have a long feathered tail and a scar on my stomach where I got to close to fire and it singed my belly fur. Here is a pic of me! http://www.google.com/imgres?q=anime+bl ... ,s:0,i:106
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ρєяѕσηαℓιту: I love being around others and my humorous cracks can get me into trouble at times. I will protect my pack with my life and you can always count on me to be there for you. I also love to talk to the pups and awnser their questions. I can't wait for the next round of fighters are chosen. So pretty much sum me up and kind, loving and humorous, but you can count on me to protect my pack and any one that deserves to be protected.
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gєм ηαмє: Swirl
(Here)
gєм ∂єѕ¢яιρтιση: It is a light blue color with dark edges that form a swirl in the middle.(saphire)
(Here)
ρσωєяѕ: I can move the shadows around me to create the perfect camoflauge during an attack and so that my attacker cannot see me coming.
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нιѕтσяу: If you're that curious I'll tell, but I don't like talking about it much
(Optional)
¢яυѕн: Don't have one yet, but maybe soon.
(Optional)

υѕєяηαмє:NighttimeWonder
(Here)
ηαмє: I'm Tale
(Here)
ηι¢кηαмє: I do not have one and do not wish to be called anything else
(Optional)
gєη∂єя: I am a female.
(Here)
αgє: 4 yrs old.
(Here)
яαηк ωαηтє∂:I'm the Oracle
(Here)
∂єѕ¢яιρтιση: I am white with gold eyes. The insides of my ears are brown colored and my nose is black. My tail is short due to an accident I had when I was a pup. The scruff of my neck is long and my belly fur is long. http://www.google.com/imgres?q=white+wo ... 3,s:0,i:81
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ρєяѕσηαℓιту: I am usually strict when it comes to my job, but I am kind towards everyone, including loners if I happen across one as long as they do not attack. I am currently looking for my apprentice now, so I have plenty of years to teach and to pass on my knowledge to them. I have been speaking with the spirits lately and if I am snappy at you it is because I am tired and trying to keep track of which gem goes to which pup at the fire tonight.[color]
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gєм ηαмє: Speak
(Here)
gєм ∂єѕ¢яιρтιση: The gem is deep purple in color that is lighter around the edges. It has an unusual white mark in the center as well.
(Here)
ρσωєяѕ: I can look into your thoughts but tend to keep this power at a minimum, I don't wish to intrude on your personal thoughts. I can also levitate objects, if they are relatively small, no boulders or anything like that.
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нιѕтσяу: Ask me, and I will tell
(Optional)
¢яυѕн: Don't have one yet, not enough time at the moment, but eventually
(Optional)

[Cuckoo]

(I am sorry I am taking so long on my forms. I am on vacation and trying to get them done when I get the chance. Could I possibly reserve a spot for lead fighter and another fighter? If not I understand, and I will continue to hack away at my forms. (I'm making at least two, a male and a female.))

[Inatae]

υѕєяηαмє:
whiteouthorizon
ηαмє:
Shaddix
ηι¢кηαмє:
Most call him by his full name, although there are occasions when wolves refer to him as Nyx.
gєη∂єя:
Male
αgє:
Six years.
яαηк ωαηтє∂:
Loner
∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
Shaddix is a large, dark wolf with piercing amber eyes. His coat is short and fluffy and his legs are very long, making him rather awkward, always seeming as if he doesn't quite fit into his den. Despite the length of his legs, he is a rather slow runner making him completely useless for hunting. Nonetheless, he is a very stocky wolf and, once sitting down, is very hard to knock over.
ρєяѕσηαℓιту:
Shaddix is very good at focusing on one thing and plodding through it until it gets done. Unfortunately, this also means that he tends to ignore anything else going on around him, making him oblivious to possible danger within the area. He is a reasonable wolf as well, often considering as many different perspectives as possible before making a decision- this also makes him very slow coming to a decision. Shaddix doesn’t mind jumping into the face of danger, but once in he isn’t exactly the best at knowing what to do. He can be rather clueless at times, especially when the pressure is high, but once he is in a situation that he knows how to respond to, he is essentially a tornado with legs and a tail. Also, Shaddix tends to remain rather calm and, in a sense, apathetic- he rarely freaks out over anything, and that aspect of his personality has gone into his speech, which is slow, steady and rather drawn-out.
gєм ηαмє:
Orphela
gєм ∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
Orphela is a tiger's eye that is dark amber in colour, with bands of colour that range from almost-white to pitch black. It is perfectly circular, apart from a small chip on the side that faces Shaddix.
ρσωєяѕ:
Apart from this random ability that he has which enables him to always land on his paws after a fall, Shaddix is capable of reading the minds and emotions of other wolves. He can go into their minds and either read their thoughts directly, or just go around and get the basic idea. Emotions he mainly reads by standing near someone and waiting for the wave to hit him. However, if someone keeps their mind cloudy and blocked, he has no access to their thoughts and cannot find a way around it.
нιѕтσяу:
Shaddix was born to a small pack within walking distance of the Vanished Moon Pack, and received a gemstone somehow despite their not having a fully-trained Oracle. As his own pack grew, he found that he could not continue to live with them unless he wanted to run the risk of a war between the packs, so he and a small group of other wolves left the pack to find their own way. He'd managed to live around the edges of Pack territory for many years now, carefully keeping himself hidden from any patrols sent around the border.
¢яυѕн:
None

υѕєяηαмє:
whiteouthorizon
ηαмє:
Daciana
ηι¢кηαмє:
Some call her Daci, although most just refer to her by her full name.
gєη∂єя:
Female
αgє:
Three and a half years.
яαηк ωαηтє∂:
Hunter
∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
Daciana is a pale grey ball of fluff with spindly legs and a large tail that whips around constantly. Her eyes are smaller than most wolves and surprisingly dark, and her ears are also rather small for her head, although they are curved much more than the average wolf’s to compensate for their size. Her coat has a very unique pattern of stripes, swirls and random designs that can confuse someone if they look too closely, especially when she is moving. She is rather gangly and tends to trip over herself a lot when walking, but everything evens out the moment she begins to run, which is why she prefers that method of transportation.
ρєяѕσηαℓιту:
She is a happy-go-lucky kind of wolf and is always bouncing around, driving almost everyone insane with her energy and chattiness. As well as being a pup at heart, she is also a pacifist and fairly lazy, so that she often doesn’t help Elliott when he gets into a fight with some other entity. Even if she is attacked, she will find a way of getting rid of her opponent without actually having to fight them directly. If fighting someone is unavoidable, she will do so but usually stops once they acknowledge her as dominant, and won’t attempt to kill them.
The only time she actually bothers to put aside her laziness and work is when the Pack needs feeding. Hunting is a task that Daciana takes very seriously, since she understands very well what it is like to be hungry, and the amount of reliance that a pack places on its hunters. She can snap between her two modes of living very quickly- the moment a piece of prey is felled, she goes back to being that irritating pile of fluff that never stops talking.
gєм ηαмє:
Sicara
gєм ∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
Sicara is a fire opal, orange in colour with flecks of red, yellow and white. It is oval, perfectly smooth and polished, and looks like it was made of several little pieces of multicoloured stone fused together. When tilted in the sunlight, it reflects a blinding streak of light, but seems to glow when struck by the softer moonlight.
ρσωєяѕ:
Daciana is capable of creating objects out of thin air. Her speciality is plants, which is useful in the wintertime if someone gets injured, but with a bit of effort she can create an animal as well. However, the amount of energy that is required for her to complete a massive task like that would probably cause her to black out for at least three days and three nights, so she prefers not to use it. With plants, too, she can only create four or five at a time before her energy supply is drained and she must be confined to her den for three days, in order to regenerate.
нιѕтσяу:
Born to a pack whose doctrine was to kill every stranger they came across, Daciana’s personality and consequently her refusal to take part in her pack’s activities not only made her omega of the pack, but a pariah in her pack’s society. She was beaten constantly and rarely allowed to eat, which eventually caused her to leave the pack and end up on the territory of a small pack that only had the basic number of members needed to survive. Knowing that she couldn’t go any farther and that she’d be killed either way, she took her chances with the wolves and was lucky with them. They took her in, cared for her and managed to nurse her back to health, and she fought alongside them when her pack arrived in search of her. After the death of one of their alphas during the battle, Daciana decided that she couldn't do any more damage to that pack and left, wandering about for several moons before coming across this pack. Having proven herself an able hunter, she was allowed to stay and has been living here ever since.
¢яυѕн:
None

υѕєяηαмє:
whiteouthorizon
ηαмє:
Vladriel
ηι¢кηαмє:
None. Don't ever call him Vlad unless you want your throat ripped out.
gєη∂єя:
Male
αgє:
Four and a half.
яαηк ωαηтє∂:
Lead Guard.
∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
Vladriel is a solid white wolf with dark eyes. He is very stocky and difficult to move, with short but powerful legs and thick fur that sheds constantly in the summer months. His tail is a short stump due to a fight he got into when he was younger and one of his ears is nicked.
ρєяѕσηαℓιту:
Vladriel is a very withdrawn wolf, speaking to few and opening up to even fewer. His conversations rarely turn out to be longer than five minutes, apart from those he has with the other guards- even then, they rarely extend past a half hour. His senses had been heightened by the years that he spent alone, so that he is able to react to the slightest noise- he makes good use of this ability as well, jumping and reacting immediately to anything that approaches him. He also tends to avoid others, as he feels that they are nothing but a hindrance to his existence, and if he does approach wolves, he tends to put them in a dark light, always assuming that they want to hurt him. Because of this, he is very bad with wolves and warms up very slowly to them. Making friends is a very difficult process for him.
Though he doesn’t really like other wolves, he doesn’t like the thought of them being killed or injured for no acceptable reason, and is willing to interfere in a conflict if he feels that it is unneeded. He does not discriminate between those he is defending, and will jump to the aid of someone he defeated earlier if he believes that the conflict is unfair towards them. Despite his suspicious nature, he does not hold grudges against people who have done something to him and tends to forget things from his past, preferring to let them go compared to having them fester in his heart and distract him from his life. As a result, he does what he can to block memories of both happy and unhappy events from his life and tends to focus on only the present and the immediate future.

gєм ηαмє:
Azahin
gєм ∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
Azahin is a dark leaf-shaped piece of jet, edged with a ring of amber. It has a couple of chips on the various sides. There used to be veins carved into it, although those have been worn away with use.
ρσωєяѕ:
Vladriel is capable of running much faster than most wolves, but his more obvious power is that he is capable of flight. He doesn't need wings or anything, he just shoots up into the air when he decides to use it. He is capable of doing basic manoeuvres in the air, but has not mastered his power enough to weave through large amounts of obstacles.
нιѕтσяу:
Will add later.
¢яυѕн:
None

[Manx]

(( Accepted glittermousebb, Flea + Lani, NighttimeWonder, and whiteouthorizon.
Oh, and by the way NighttimeWonder, the black stones with black flecks are a pendant representing rank, so you can still choose to make a unique gem for your wolf. :3
Oh, and we can begin role playing when ever you guys are ready. ^^ I'll finish making the guide as soon as I can. (: (Along with the rest of my characters >.>) ))

[~bubble]

(thanks for letting me know, I'll change it later. I was confused about that bit. )

[Manx]

(( No problem. And sorry about the confusion. ^^; I'll try to finish that guide tonight, to hopefully make things a bit clearer. ))

[AuroraBeast]

((Can i reserve Oracle Aprentice? If so, i will post my form here later (: ))

υѕєяηαмє:
AruroraBeast
ηαмє:
"Hi, im Trik!"
ηι¢кηαмє:
"Uh, i think Trik is short enough..."
gєη∂єя:
"Im a Brute, obviously"
αgє:
"I am 7 moons old"
яαηк ωαηтє∂:
"I was recently apointed the Oracle Aprentice"
∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
"My coat has a base shade of pitch black. Swirling on the top of my coat is a barley visable silver, nonexistent on my back, but turning solid on my belly. My eyes are a pierceing ice blue, and are a tad larger than most wolves. I have a thin build, with long, lanky legs, and big paws. This makes me apear akward and weak, but under my sort but thick coat of fur, i am well muscled. I am also very light on my feet, and i can turn on a dime.
ρєяѕσηαℓιту:
"I am rather easy going, and a little on the shy side. Im the kind of guy who likes to stick with freinds, although staying twords the back of a group. Im nit mush of a talker, although I can keep a conversation. Following my heart more than my head, i have a bad habit of jumping into situations without a plan. And that has gotten me in trouble more times than not.
gєм ηαмє:
"My gems name is Kolpo"
gєм ∂єѕ¢яιρтιση:
"My gem is circular. It is dark blue in color, at least in the center. Twords the edges, Kolpo feathers into a light blue, before feathering into a white-silver."
ρσωєяѕ:
"I have the abiltiy to bend light, wich makes me a master illusionest. It takes little energy for me to cloak myself or others in light or shadows. Although, the farther away something is, the more it uses my strength. Also, using more advanced illusions, such as invisibility, or making figures dance through the air, drains my energy very quickly.
нιѕтσяу:
"Oh, nothing special"
¢яυѕн:
"Eewww"