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Rowan still sat on Silver Blaze's back as he followed Tobias. Kitayla fell asleep looking a bit paler than she usually did and was shivering. She was now completely sick by then. Rowan glanced at Kit a few times, to make sure she wasn't too bad.

[SpartanAmethyst]

After a long walk the group sinally arrived back to the castle, where Tobias picked up Kitayla and carried her to her room. "Want to get your armor off?" He asked.

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Kitayla got out of his arms. "One minute," she said then went behind a room divider to change. Kit changed into a nightgown and flopped onto he bed tiredly. She started coughing again. Rowan sat at the windowsill. Silver Blaze was back at the griffon stables.

[LEAVING]

Ғσям

~.:Aura:. ~ .:Eldwin:. ~ .:Female:. ~ .:19:. ~ .:Light Elf:. ~

~ Tнɛ βɛɢιииιиɢ ~

.: Name :.
Aura Scarletta Nako
.: Nickname :.
None
.: Gender :.
Female
.: Age :.
19
.: Race :.
Elf
Kingdom
Eldrim
Rank
Mage
.: Relationship Status :.
Single
.: Sexual Orientation:.
Straight


Δ Ɔσиƨтαит Ɔσмραиισи
.: Mount/Companion :.
Eagle
.: Name :.
Iguru
.: Gender :.
Male
.: Personality :.
Quick witted and wise, much like his master. He has a very sharp eye and is up for adventure. He's can seem a bit rude at first, but is truly a great companion


~ Cнσσsɛ YѲʋя Ғαтɛ ~

.: Personal History :.
As a child, she was adopted by humans, but her entire life she felt she never belonged. Which she didn't. At the age of 17, she went off to find her family and traveled to Eldrim. But sadly, with no luck, she decided to reside there and still does, but she is still determined to find who she truly is and who her parents were.
.: Your Greatest Fears :.
She has a deep deep fear of water, because she's always afraid of drowning. Because of this, she has never learned how to swim and tries to avoid it as much as possible.
.: Body Markings :.
A small tattoo on her left arm, which is a triforce
.: The Inner You :.
Very quick witted and wise, but quite sheepish around other people. She's been known to hate meeting new people and always avoids them. But inside, she's a lover of knowledge and always wants to learn.
.: Weapon Of Choice :.
A bow and arrow
.: Other Info :.
Sorry if I might not be literate enough sometimes. It's a bit hard, because it's the middle of the night and I'm pretty tired. But I will always try my hardest!

[itstrulynova]

Sasha got up from her seat and went around to the backside of her home. She put her sword away then went to the frontside of her home. She looked up at the sky and fell asleep, leaned against her house.

[Snow Eevee]

DONE XD

Ғσям

~.:Jasper:. ~ .: Pavalon:. ~ .:Male:. ~ .:18:. ~ .:Human:. ~

~ Tнɛ βɛɢιииιиɢ ~

.: Name :.
Jasper Edward Wolfbane
.: Nickname :.
n/a
.: Gender :.
Male
.: Age :.
18
.: Race :.
Human
Kingdom
Pavalon
Rank
Prince of Pavalon
.: Relationship Status :.
Single
.: Sexual Orientation:.
Straight

Δ Ɔσиƨтαит Ɔσмραиισи
.: Mount/Companion :.
Leopard Griffon
.: Name :.
Fernon
.: Gender :.
Female
.: Personality :.
Fernon is a one guy gal. She hates others, humans and elves alike, and her heart is seeminly solely for Jasper. She is fierce and stubborn, listening only to him and often is known as 'The Terror'. Growing up in the palace with Jasper, Fernon has developed a keen eye for trouble, just like her young rider. She loves to terrorize anyone who comes near her by pecking at them or swatting them


~ Cнσσsɛ YѲʋя Ғαтɛ ~

.: Personal History :.
Jasper was born in Pavalon as the Prince, son of King Richard Wolfbane. He was always a bright child, acing all of the work his private tutors assigned him, but he was also a mischievous boy. He was always getting underfoot. When he was five, Jasper was given a Griffin’s egg and when it hatched, he dubbed her Fernon, his partner in crime. Jasper and Fernon grew extremely close and he was thrilled when she was nicknamed ‘The Terror.’ At the age of 11, he almost drowned and it was Fernon who saved him, sealing their bond even more so.
.: Your Greatest Fears :.
He has three main fears. The first, is drowning. Though he won't admit it Jasper never learned to swim because he is petrified of the water. He almost drowned one time and has avoided water ever since. The second, is losing Fernon. He hates to think of her ever dying or being killed. And the third, is becoming King. He doesn't want his dad to die and fears the absolute responsibility that comes with being next in line for the throne.
.: Body Markings :.
None
.: The Inner You :.
Jasper is the confident type, no doubt about it. He can be cocky and arrogant and a notorious flirt at times, much to Fernon’s annoyance. Jasper rarely takes anything serious, preferring to live life with the brighter outlook of ‘what could possibly go wrong?’ He is charming, and enjoys toying with the hearts of women. He hates the thought of responsibility and is always running off. Jasper truly takes life for granted, thinking that since he is Prince of Pavalon he is truly and completely untouchable.
.: Weapon Of Choice :.
Sword
.: Other Info :.
Nada

Ғσям

~.:Rozalita:. ~ .: Pavalon:. ~ .:Female:. ~ .:19:. ~ .:Human:. ~

~ Tнɛ βɛɢιииιиɢ ~

.: Name :.
Rozalita Eloise Correz
.: Nickname :.
Roza
.: Gender :.
Female
.: Age :.
19
.: Race :.
Human
Kingdom
Pavalon
Rank
Second In Command of the Black hand Assassins
.: Relationship Status :.
Single
.: Sexual Orientation:.
Straight

[img](Animal%20companion%20pic%20goes%20here)[/img]
Δ Ɔσиƨтαит Ɔσмραиισи
.: Mount/Companion :.
A Winged fire Wolf and A white Phoenix
.: Name :.
Flare and Blitz
.: Gender :.
Flare is male, Blitz is female
.: Personality :.
Flare is the quiet type, plain and simple. He is quite reserved and very protective of Roza. Flare is one of the most loyal companions you'll have the pleasure of meeting.


~ Cнσσsɛ YѲʋя Ғαтɛ ~

.: Personal History :.
When Roza was five, her mother died of some unknown disease. Distraught, Roza’s father abandoned her onto the streets and disappeared. Young, alone, and vulnerable, Roza moved around her hometown, searching vainly for food and eating whatever she could get hold of. That is when she met Flare and Blitz, a young winged fire wolf and his phoenix companion. Roza joined forces and the unlikely friends struck out, refusing to be brought down by their dire situation. Roza turned to stealing. Little things at first. A bit of food here, a shirt or pair of pants there. Then it became bigger things, like her bow and arrows. Next, it was trickery. Dressed as a boy, Roza did odd jobs for men, earning money. She did this for several years, until she found the Black Hand Assassins… and her new home.
.: Your Greatest Fears :.
Roza isn’t afraid of much. She is petrified of dying though, or going to jail. She is more scared of losing Flare and Blitz though. She is also afraid of falling in love.
.: Body Markings :.
A tattoo of a black rose on her right hip
.: The Inner You :.
Roza is stubborn, and it is her stubbornness that truly defines who she is as a person. In fact, Roza honestly just likes to annoy the heck out of people sometimes by arguing about the simplest things. She can be a notorious flirt when she wants to be, though she is never this way on a job. When on a job, she is very serious and almost, but not quite, agreeable. She is a feisty, hot-headed girl who isn’t the best at following orders if there is some way she can get around them. If she can’t, then likely she will either just turn her back or grudgingly obey. Despite her flaws, Roza is a truly loyal and devoted friend who will be with you to the end. When Roza believes in something, she is very passionate about it and isn’t one for quitting. She is a bright and friendly person at the best of times. However, Roza has her moments. She has been diagnoses multiple times over as ‘clinically insane’. She suffers from long bouts of depression and has tried taking her life several times over. It is mainly because she is clairvoyant that she is thought to be insane. When Roza is in a mood, she becomes snappish and disagreeable and ultimately, rude. She can be extremely scathing and hurtful when she isn’t in a good mood and has a very sharp tongue.

.: Weapon Of Choice :.
Bow and arrow
.: Other Info :.
nada

[Benathorn]

[@Winterblossoms~ Accepted and thank you for joining.
@Katara~ Though it's true that it may be better for you to play in Pavalon there is still one open mage slot in Windhelm and I will not force you away from it if you want the position. As for the Darkenguard princess, Elves are a privilege to play in the RP and will be creating quite a lot of drama with their presence alone. You will also need to read about their culture and customs in the glossary to help you identify with them but you can still play her if you believe your up for it. ^-^]

@Winterblossom~I have posted this three times Winterblossom. Your accepted and on the front page. You may begin posting as you see fit. ^_^

@aura-nako~ You are accepted as well and thank you for joining.

@Ylva Rain~ It's Hugin but I sometimes say Rugin for some reason. Just ignore me if I do that, I don't mean to. :p

@Everyone~ Also I will be going through and deleting inactive characters. That way there will be higher ranking spots open to anyone who joins. And be sure to read the new entry in the glossary which will shed light on the main point of this RP, Ragnarok! If any of you guys have any ideas or stories that you wish to add to this tale I would love to post them. I always encourage others to incorporate their own tale into this plus I just simply enjoying seeing how you guys take to Eldemore. maybe one of these days I'll put my English degree to good use and actually write this story but for now I just enjoy seeing how you guys take to it. ^___^

Δℓαиα Ƥɛи∂яαɢσи

~.:Alana Pendragon:. ~ .:Windhelm Princess:. ~ .:Female:. ~ .:21:. ~ .:Human:. ~

Alana Watched as the flames connected with the king's torch and the fire surged through the area and lit the stones within the circle. It was a sight she would never get tired of seeing as the violet and blue flames flickered across everyone's faces and illuminated the darkness. Once it had died down however, everything returned to normal and thus the ceremony had come to a close. No one truly knew what magic took effect from the ceremony, only that missing it would break an unspoken vow and bring misfortune upon their kingdom. Looking up, Alana placed the ceremonial torch back onto it's latch on the stone table and bowed her head slightly to the king "As always King Richard, it was a pleasure to uphold the ceremony of peace with you and your people." She noticed that a sliver of the sun's rays were beginning to shine on the horizon and turned away from the Pavalon King and his men to greet her own. Anastas was the first of her knights there as she walked towards her with weary eyes "It's been a long night and everyone is tired." She sighed as looked around and noticed that Anastas seemed to be looking at a silver haired man. "Who is that? Another elf?" She gave her knight a quick glance as the two seemed to be wondering the same thing "Well he's with Sorina so lets go see why we have seen two dark elf's in one night. It does not seem to be a good omen as of late..." Alana walked over as her silver armor chimed against her chain mail and Raphael only needed to take a few steps to examine the elf. Alana watched as the crimson dragon flared his nostrils and rumbled in a deep voice "Bah, he smells of snow and crow." Alana watched evenly as she came to a stop before the dark skinned man and looked to her mage "Sorina, I see you have brought a friend. May I ask for your name elf? So far I have not had such luck with meeting your kind but I would like to know why your people have all of the sudden began to show yourselves after so long." Her voice was deep but carried a light tone as her hazel eyes settled on the man and the cry of a nearby raven broke the silence.

Δ∂ɛn Ɔяσƨƨ

~.: Aden Cross:. ~ .:Rouge:. ~ .:Male:. ~ .:24:. ~ .:Human/Dark Elf:. ~

Aden gave Sorina a bright flickered gaze as she asked him what he wanted to know about her origin. He pushed all his thoughts on the past away as he turned towards her but made sure to give her dragon a skeptical look as he bellowed smoke in their direction. "Well have you ever wanted to experience the tales in your books? You seem like you haven't got out much but your spirit seems to crave adventure." He did not want to pry into the woman's personal feelings and wondered if he was being too intrusive as a bright flash of light filled the area then suddenly disappeared. "Well it seems the ceremony is over..." He narrowed his eyes as the princess of Windhelm turned towards one of her knights and looked in their direction "Uh-oh, here we go." He gave a sigh as the woman made her way to them but almost jumped as a large crimson dragon head pushed it's way in front of him and accused him of smelling like snow and crow. "Actually it's raven." He gave the dragon a weary smile as it's voice boomed and shook his bones. Were all dragon's this way? But the red scaled beast had an amusing glint to it's large golden eyes as Aden realized the dragon was just toying with him. However the Princess was not and her icy gaze settled on him as she asked her question "Uh well, your highness...my names Aden Cross and I have already had the pleasantries of meeting your father. As for me being here, well, you can just ask my father for banishing me and my mother from the kindom." He laughed at his own joke but realized no one would really get it as the princess stood as still as stone. "Ah, I guess your not really the joking type huh? Sorry, I joke when I get nervous. Well I can't really say why any other dark elf is out and about but I may be able to shed some light on the attack for your sword this evening." This seemed to catch the princesses interest as her expression lightened and she un-crossed her arms.

"My Brother Rasputin. He and I used to work together for the dark assassins. Long story short, he killed the leader of the group, took his place, and tried to kill me in the process." He knew it would not look well on him for admitting to being an assassin but he felt no reason to lie now and that was about eighty years ago so he was really young back then. "He also killed our father, the king of Darkenguard, and took our sword of Chaos from it's resting place. Darkenguard is in disarray at the moment and...a friend...has encouraged me to take up my 'duties as prince' to help keep the swords away from my half brother." He cast a quick glance at Hugin as the Raven just watched them all with great interest and he mocked the word prince. "Rasputin has this crazy idea that if he obtains the four swords of power he can release Ragnarok. An ancient evil of old that I know you have heard of. To call upon Ragnarok is to call for the destruction of the land of Eldemore." Aden gave them all a weary glance as he let loose all his knowledge of the situation "Pavalon and Windhelm are in great danger. As is Eldrim, but Darkenguard is being overrun with fierce snow and winds and without the sword of chaos there to quell the storms it will die...it may already be too late for them anyway." By this point Hugin flew down and landed and his shoulder as he peered at them all and Aden continued "Look, I've made a lot of mistakes in my life but all I'm trying to do now is correct them. And right now the whole of Eldemore is in danger if Rasputin gets those swords."

[lynettetan1]

With a bright flash of light, the ceremony ended. Amira petted Amore's head gently, the griffin wincing slightly at the weight. If this was a peace ceremony, why were they coming while wearing armour? It was so heavy... She gave a sigh. Well, anyway, to find out what she was looking for. She started walking over to the elf, but stopped when the Windhelm princess came in and started speaking to the dark elf. "If I intrude, it might be rude... But she wishes to know the same thing I do..." Her thoughts trailed off as she spoke to Amore quietly, the griffin catching her words. "Amira, it is a peace ceremony. Besides, they shouldnt mind." The griffin started walking towards the group, and the pair joined up behind the windhelm princess but at a far enough distance, just to show that they were listening. When she heard the dark elf though, she felt slightly fearful. "He couldnt..." She murmured to herself.

(Can the griffins and their owners... mind speak? That telepathy thing.)

[Ylva Rane]

((Hugin, got it. I just wanted to make sure I was saying it correctly. Thanks ))

‡ Sorina Voras ‡

Sorina smiled, gazing at the stone circle as the bright light receded and the sun began to rise. "Yes, it's over." It was a little disappointing now that the Deep Magic was beginning to soften and sink back into the Stonehenge, but all good things had to come to an end eventually. She bowed her head as the princess came over, but didn't say anything, neither did she pay much attention to the conversation. She wa too busy focusing on Aden's question.

Adventure? Was that what she craved? She had always been trying to put a name to the feeling, but when it proved too difficult, Sorina decided to leave it for another time. She had always been content reading her books, learning of the legends and history of Eldemore, no matter their authenticity. Her practice of magic, her interest in the arcane knowledge, was her life. It's what she decided to devote her time, her conscience, and her heart to. She was happy with learning new spells, practicing old ones, and reading about adventures. It was good enough for her... or was it? Did her soul call for adventure? It would certainly be exciting, and if presented with the opportunity, Sorina would be hard pressed to reject it. Perhaps with the news Aden has brought with him, and his search for the swords, would prove to give her at least a little taste of that thrill.

"Ragnorak?" Sorina exclaimed a little late. In her half-hearted association with the Alana and Aden's conversation, she had heard the word as it passed, and its meaning didn't come together in her head until just after Aden was finished speaking. Her mind raced to recall the legends of Ragnorak, the text of the devastation it caused. Certainly, it would make sense for his brother to call Ragnorak. Rasputin, wasn't it? Now his journey made sense. As the legends told, the four swords of power brought an end to Ragnorak, sealed it away. It wouldn't surprise Sorina if the swords could reverse the spell and release it instead. "I see now..." She murmured, tilting her head to the side and tapping her cheek thoughtfully, the worry she felt in her heart completely hidden in her body language. "Well, then all we have to do is stop Rasputin. Easy enough."

[Kertii.Bell]

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~.:Keyla:. ~ .:Pavalon:. ~ .:Mage:. ~ .:Female:. ~ .:23:. ~ .:Human:. ~

~ Tнɛ βɛɢιииιиɢ ~

.: Name :.
Keyla
.: Nickname :.
Ky, but mostly Keyla
.: Gender :.
Female
.: Age :.
28
.: Race :.
Human
Kingdom
Pavalon
Rank
Mage
.: Relationship Status :.
Single
.: Sexual Orientation:.
Straight


Δ Ɔσиƨтαит Ɔσмραиισи
.: Mount/Companion :.
Rat
.: Name :.
Phillin
.: Gender :.
Male
.: Personality :.
Phillin is always on Keyla, he sits on her shoulder or is somewhere in her bag, you won't see him on the ground often. He's a bit drowsy and clumsy, but very lovable.


~ Cнσσsɛ YѲʋя Ғαтɛ ~

.: Personal History :.
Keyla grew up in a big city of Pavalon, known as Auréa. Her parents were eminently respectable and so she was getting accepted at the best schools of Auréa and maybe Pavalon. Her father wanted her to become a warrior, but Keyla frustarted his plans as she discovered, with the age of 15, her magical talent. Her parents were very difficult about letting her go to a mage, but at the end they gave in and Keyla left the town to learn from a female mage. With her mentor she wandered around a lot and learned many useful skills, not only how to handle the Deep Magic, but how to heal with herbs or how to use telepathy. She trained her mind and body to become the best mage of Pavalon, then joined the royal force. She's nearly not seen on the battlefield 'cause she rather acts in the background, Keyla is also often in the royal castle to protect the royal family from assassinations.
.: Your Greatest Fears :.
Toads
.: Body Markings :.
Some scars, but they're not noteworthy.
.: The Inner You :.
Keyla is particular, okay, everyone will say that of himself, too, but she really is. Keyla is moody and a bit cranky, sometimes she's really sarcastically and stubborn, in the next moment flirty and frolicsome and then again serious and concentrated. It's not easy to cope with her, but if you do, she's a great companion. Keyla is optimistic, in normal life but in relationships as well, she loves being in love. As a girlfriend she's kind, caring and cuddly. Even in the darkest hour she can laugh and joke around. She has some crazy views and ideas and sometimes says something that has nothing to do with what you were talking about, so don't get confused.
.: Weapon Of Choice :.
Daggers & a necklace with a crystal, that has a bit of Deep Magic in it.
.: Other Info :.
The pictures don't belong to me in any way.

Bardock Sandors

[ ... ]The night grew colder and colder as the great leader slept.

Ninala Tharì & Fion

Ninala and Fion walked side by side through the forest. It was only yesterday, that they had left the village to continue their way. It was evening, but the sun still showed on the sky, the yellow, nearly orange light shone softly through the trees. Ninala let her mind wander and shurgged as Fion roared. 'What?', she asked, 'What is it?' The big cat sniffed and pointed silently with his tail somewhere into the forest. Ninala knitted her brows, but started walking in the showed direction. The woman and the leopard struggled through some bushs and landed in front of an old looking house. It stood there, lonely in the middle of a clearance. 'Do you know this place, Fion?', Nina asked. 'No, I don't. But anyway, we could stay her for a night. It doesn't seem to be very inhabited.', the leopard answered. 'Hmm, maybe you're right. We can at least take a look.' She walked closer to the house and knocked on the door. Tautly they waited for a sign or response.