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Lupin Westwood

A thousand words may describe him, but a healer is not one of them. He works for no one.

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(Ignore the scars)

"The Names Lupin, call me otherwise and you just might see a sword, annoy me and you might still see the same thing. Never underestimate, never surrender," "Is one way to put my personality, "I suppose you could call me a warrior, but you won't see me practicing among the ranks, Ha! no." "I am a elf as you can see, and yes I have white hair, get it out of your system, because I'm not old, well at least not for an elf ;89. My mother was an elf and my father was a half-elf so I guess you could say I'm a quarter, But don't. Just a warning." " I'm skilled at Archery,jousting, and overall combat." "History? well are you nosy, I was born, my parents died, and now I'm here, that enough for you because that's all I'm gonna say." "Crush?! you're kidding me right?! For me to have a crush, They would have to be just as cunning as me! Be able to hold in combat, and be able to pull pranks, so basically the whole idea is worthless. Not that I need, or want anyone, No! Don't you dare get any ideas!" "Distinguishing marks? Aren't you looking at me?! Hmm...number one...i don't know...I have white hair!, number two...hmmmmm Cross me and there won't be enough of you left to distinguish anything, Case Closed. "Favorite activity? Pranking...duh!" "Wait what happened to the case closed thing?! That was supposed to be it?!. Argh...

[Montey_Govnar]

Siofra|Winknoivon

I growled in defeat as my plan had failed. I just hadn't pulled my sword up high enough. Then again it was a gamble and my skin was really starting to irritate me. Thankfully the clouds were starting to roll in to give me a break. I gave another growl as I pushed the commanders sword to the side and offered my hand. "Fine you win. Care to give me a hand up" I stated my defeat. I might have won if it wasn't for my mortal enemy, the sun.

[}I'll work on a male soldier in a little bit here{]

[Montey_Govnar]

[}Not my art. Credit to the original creator{]

:Age:
22
:Gender:
Male
:Height:
6'3"
:Build:
Large and muscular
Weapons
glaive and javelins.
:Species:
Human

Jephry|Lancresh

Me to the passerby: I look to be a giant with long flowing dark hair and a trimmed goatee. I always carry around my big imposing glaive to match my imposing stature. Even with out it I look imposing to anyone to cross my path. My large arms and hand look like I could crush a mans head like an apple. My arms also appear to have assorts of tribal tattoos of warrior deeds. Then there is the fact that I have cut and burn scars all round my body. All in all I look imposing and threatening and should be stay clear of.

To my friends: Despite my imposing character, I'm actually rather nice and young. I try to avoid conflicts and try to resolve them peacefully. I can be rather clumsy at times, save for when I'm using my family spear. I tend to try and help people when I can. If you get to know me, I'm a really nice a friendly guy whose almost a pacifist.

To my past:I have pretty much lived in a sentry post at the base of the mountains all my life. My parents where in charge of maintaining all weapons there. At the young age of four I first started to help them around the forge. I was sharpening swords and fixing buckles about three year later. I was about 10 when I made my own sword, oh the cuts I gave my self with that thing. At the age of 12 I inherited the forge from my ill father. He died two years later and I was given the family spear to take care of. By this time I had become a full grown man, my mother said I was an early bloomer. My life soon was dedicated to the forge from there on as I smashed and grinned the years away. My mother as gripped by the same illness as my father when I was 20. My life only fell deeper into my work at her death. I still remember the day when my little world was shattered. A scout came bursting into the town saying the creatures have started making war camps. In no time the town scrambled into action as all but a handful of soldiers left to spread the word. Most were sent to warn the other outposts while the rest were sent back to the main army. The memory of me riding in a cart watching the ancient tower of wood in the center of town was set a flame ill remain with me forever.

[Speak]

Both accepted, thank you so much c:}}

[cata123456]

fawkes do you want to rp with Rosetta))

[ｐｒｉｘｉｅ]

(sure! Ya mean Lupin? Lol ok he's a fun one ;3 )

[cata123456]

Yeah lol))

[Keriae]

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Switching his sword into his left hand, the commander leaned down and wrapped his hand around Siofra's to pull her up to her feet. She had been a good match, and when it came to the battle, Charles would be glad to have the half elf on his side of the battlefield. Twisting his weapon so the blade pointed upwards, the commander drew out a rag and quickly wiped the point free of dirt before shoving it back into the scabbard. "Well done," he murmured, and gave the female a brief, sharp nod, "could you keep an eye on the new recruits over there? Most of them seem to have trouble telling one end of an arrow from the other."

[Montey_Govnar]

Siofra|Winknoivon

I grumbled a brief thanks to the commander before heading off to watch the recruits. I picked the closes peace of shade, in this case it was an oak tree, and watched the recruits. I watched them thinking of what I could do to teach them how to improve their archery when I realized, I sucked at it worse then most of these guys. Trying to think up a solution I spot a girl with fiery red hair hitting around the center of the target. I figured I should suck up my pried and ask her to assist me in training the rest of these fools. I glared at the sun behind the clouds before heading out of my shade and over to the young girl.

[}Jephy is open.{]

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.: Selenia :.

Selenia nodded slightly, as if that answered her question and looked up, and noticed that the battle had been won. A smile flitted across her face and she stood up quickly, brushed off the hay that had gathered on her gown and briskly walked over to the commander, "Er- Sir?," she called as she walked over to him smiling rather apologetically, "I was just wondering if you'd uh-do me a favor?" She asked in a barley audible whisper. She know realized how ridiculous and naive her pleads now seemed, even to her! How could she ask a man she hardly even knew to train her. Why would any man she knew train her? They all thought she was weak. She opened and then closed her mouth right after, looking she realized like a fish. She blushed and was thinking about walking away, before she finally got control of herself. This is what she wanted. Yet it still sounded ridiculous to her, she decided to voice her pleads. "Uh- well I've never really enjoyed being a healer and I was wondering if you'd be willing to-," she stumbled with her words stuttering and blushing like she hoped she never would, she shook herself of this and stood up taller,"I was wondering whether you would be willing, to train me a bit to become something more than - a healer," Selenia said crisply this time, though she was still blushing and her gaze was avid upon him, with curiosity.