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I am pretty much "inactive" since 2019 life changed a lot for me and CS is on a very far back burner. Do not offer on my 2nd group feel free to offer on my ungrouped pets, but I only accept fair trades. I log in for events and monthly adopts and that Is it. <3`
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Quote of the day wrote:
I am pretty much "inactive" since 2019 life changed a lot for me and CS is on a very far back burner. Do not offer on my 2nd group feel free to offer on my ungrouped pets, but I only accept fair trades. I log in for events and monthly adopts and that Is it. <3`
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Horneddragon
Number of the Daeet you want:
Male 01The end is Nigh
Mackthor is Dieing, With the rising of the ancient powers of Chaos and the elements, Mackthor's magical balance is all but broken. The elements themselves seem to be dieing off. Crops are pittiful and those measly few that can be harvested are bitter and barely nutrient rich, fish that were once plateful are now scarce and boney. The factions themselves are in turmoil. the old alliances truces and trusts are gone, Daeets are forced to choose to stay with their faction and be loyal to ONLY their faction or face exile to the borderlands, or death. Many have given in to their fates and have hidden away from it all, others will not let themselves believe that the end is emanate, others still are Chosen. The chosen, are descendants of those who stood against the darkness long ago, they are the daeets who can still command magic in this time of great turmoil. But this comes at a very grave cost. Most chosen are persecuted, thrown out of their factions and their homes. In addition to this, Magic in this time is volatile, It does not always do what the user wants, sometimes it backfires, some times it results in something ... worse.
Reason Why you want to Adopt him:
Why am I applying:
First I'll address the reasons why I'm applying in general, because, well they DO have a lot to do with why I am applying this round. Granted they have nothing really to do with why i am specifically attempting to adopt this little boy, heck they may even disqualify me a bit, but i need to get the truth of why i am applying in general off my chest before I go into detail on why i am applying for him, specifically.
`Truth be told, I'm a bit bored. I've been running the Daeet thread myself for a while, and I want some new blood within my group of daeets.
` My adoption skills may be a bit rusty. I feel it would be best if me as owner and head judge writes up an application every now and then so I can keep my mind set on what is a "good" form, even if i don't win.
` Finally Maybe i can Set a good example for others who are adopting. they could look off my form and see what we as the staff want to see reflected in their own forms.
Reason why I'm applying specifically for HIM
Oh gosh, were do I begin, From the first time I saw this little one sitting in my inbox I fell in love. His color scheme is so pleasing to the eye not to mention his simple markings. I knew I had to have specifically him. As you very well know I'm crafting an RP that has to do with the Rising of the 4 (now 5) gods of the daeets. This little one from the first time I laid eyes on him just looked like he would fit perfectly to my scheme for the RP. He looks like a mortal chosen for the Fire goddess, and this is what i plan to use him for. I hope i can call him my own and develop in into a very prominent character within my own RP. I'd be honored to call him my own and work him into a believable creature.
One Name:
Rykin
(Rye-kin)
Age:
5 Years 7 MonthsOne Personality:
Rykin was hand picked and raised as one of the adopted kits of Warlord Seth, the Noble, of the East Faction. Under Seth's heavy but kind hand Rykin learned to value a noble heart and a kind yet firm demeanor. As he grew Rykin became a daeet worth admiration. He was and is the kind of daeet you would be happy to have at your side if in a fight. Lacking in physical strength and ability Rykin is quick witted and fast, making him quite an interesting sight to behold on the battle field or fighting wring. He was able to rise through the ranks with in the Eastern faction by relying on his faster than average reflexes and making decisive well planned blows that were meant to incapacitate rather than physically overpower his opponents. Rykin was strong in this way, winning his battles by quick witted instincts rather than the brutish way his faction was run. Many believed that one day the would take the seat of Warlord from his Adoptive Father, yet Rykin refused. He could not bear the thought of facing the daeet that raised him by his own claws to the ritual fight of Warlords.
It was because of this loyalty, that he was respected, and the day he was cast out of the Eastern Faction, many a common daeet was astounded. No one really knows, or maybe it is just that no one is certain on exactly WHY Rykin was cast out of the East faction, and disgraced by his father. Some say It was because he talked a bit too highly of the other rival factions, others still say that it was because he showed some ... particularly odd abilities.
You see, Rykin has a particularly Fiery attitude, and by that I mean he has an astoundingly honed attunement to the element fire. Now one would think that in a Faction whose patron Goddess is The Lady of Fire, one would think that he would have been celebrated correct? Surely that was What The fire goddess herself thought when she chose him. But No, unfortunately for our dear hero Rykin, his adopted Father was a very superstitious beast, and when word got back to him of Rykin's fiery abilities, he wasted no time in casting him out. In His mind I guess he saw it as putting his faction first, but all he successfully did was loose a treasured son, and anger his goddess.
History:I am Chosen.
The night Rykin was born was quite quite memorable, A great storm had settled over Mackthor's East Faction. Snow would fall heavy and fast blanketing all things below. Not a smart soul could be found outside, most knew a storm like this would freeze a daeet solid. Yes for the first time in maybe hundreds of years not a soul stirred in all of the Eastern faction, all were safe tucked warm within their homes and holes. Yet in the dark a single pitiful and lonely cry could be hard. The wail itself would have been enough to chill bones, that was of course if anyone had been around to hear it.
The wail had come from a young kit, not quite newly born, but still very young. He was badly hidden beneath the cold bodies of what were once his living siblings, now gone, long since succumbed to the cold. Sniffling the kit nuzzled up to the icy fur of what was once his mother, she too had succumbed to the elements, yet the kit felt some comfort nuzzling his cold snout in her icy fur. He was much too young to know that she was not merely asleep, too young to know he too would soon join them, and no longer be so cold, so hungry, so very very tired. Shivering as the icy arctic blasts howling around the shallow cave finally hit him he let out one last broken cry, lost in the wind, and closed his eyes for the last time.
Far below in one of the many valleys in the shadows of the mountains, a single snow and grey form looked up to the shallow cave in which the young kit lay, she alone had heard his cry, and she alone would answer his call. With but a simple flick of her masked head, she sent a great burst of flame outward, her fiery hair and tail sprung to life melting away the snow and ice that had collected on her form as she lay waiting out the storm and illuminating the world around her. Oh, it must have been quite the sight to behold, a Goddess , illuminated in all of her glory by light and fire as a howling flurry of ice and snow raged around her thin delicate form. With a light wolf like cry the masked goddess bounded forward up the side of the rocky snow covered cliffs. Her thin nimble form made quick work of the job, she was built for this territory. Soon enough she was looming over the cold bodies of those already claimed by the storm.
If a mask could look sad surely the one on her would have as she lightly pushed away the fallen siblings of the little one she hoped to save. As she slowly uncovered his cool form it was almost too late for him. Lightly the goddess nudged him hoping for a response, and when not a muscle in the small kit responded to her efforts she pulled his limp body from the pile of dead and pored her own strength and energy into him. It was a risky move on her part, she could have easily killed the small scrap with her power, but he was strong for one so small, and his body gladly drunk in the life giving light and fire. After only a few moments he let out a small cry, a good response to his body filling with warmth and life.
The goddess laid with him that night, keeping him warm. In a way she owed it to the young daeet, for in the act of saving his life she gave him a neither foul nor benevolent curse. The young kit, later to be named Rykin and raised a son of War Lord Seth, of the East Faction, was marked as a Chosen, the first in almost one hundred years . He would become one of the few mortal daeets to still retain a magical ability after Usane rose and threw Mackthor into Chaos.
Where will he be used:
I plan on Featuring Rykin as my main, if not only character in the new and upcoming Mackthor RP, He is to be my Herald and will help me show the rest of the users how to work and 'live' within Mackthors new, current state.
How Will He Be Used:
With the same love and care I have for all of my characters, He will have a permanent place among my most favored Characters and is already my most favored Chosen. Already I have found myself doodling him on my papers and notes, along with his patron Goddess Tsunde, the two look good together, and I hope to add him to my Beloved Clan <3
Other:
It's been a while since I applied for a Daeet myself, This boy will take his place amongst the few that I have actually adopted/ attempted to adopt from the Daeet species, and will also permanently hold a place in my heart <3
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Quote of the day wrote:
I am pretty much "inactive" since 2019 life changed a lot for me and CS is on a very far back burner. Do not offer on my 2nd group feel free to offer on my ungrouped pets, but I only accept fair trades. I log in for events and monthly adopts and that Is it. <3`
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Quote of the day wrote:
I am pretty much "inactive" since 2019 life changed a lot for me and CS is on a very far back burner. Do not offer on my 2nd group feel free to offer on my ungrouped pets, but I only accept fair trades. I log in for events and monthly adopts and that Is it. <3`
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Quote of the day wrote:
I am pretty much "inactive" since 2019 life changed a lot for me and CS is on a very far back burner. Do not offer on my 2nd group feel free to offer on my ungrouped pets, but I only accept fair trades. I log in for events and monthly adopts and that Is it. <3`
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