Elven World. ((Elf RP - Accepting!))

[ossa di cervo]

((Accepted! And awesome. ))

[ossa di cervo]

((Now everyone can be all, "Yay! She finally got her elves up!" Hehe.))

Name: Verlen Fel'tharn.
Age: 2,362.
Gender: Female.
Description (No pictures please.): Verlen has dark, tanned skin that is well muscled after her days spent running and spending days with beasts. Her hair is a long reddish auburn that falls to her shoulders and curls at the very tips. Her eyes are a piercing green. Armeno's sister!
Personality: Verlen has a hard time grasping personal space and is often loud. She tends to think that she can give an input on every conversation. While she does have a hard time being quiet she's always well-natured and tries to look out for everyone.
Race: Sun Elf.
Class: Ranger.
Pet Type: Larger saber. (Light brown with black paws.)
Pet Name: Sarnem.

Name: Armeno Fel'tharn.
Age: 2,367.
Gender: Female.
Description: Very light skin with short dark blonde hair. Her body type is very lanky and thin, with bright blue eyes.
Personality: Armeno is very quiet and well kept. She tends to keep to herself more so then others. And unlike the other druids of her kind, she views herself as more of a fighter then a healer. Verlen's sister!
Race: Sun Elf.
Class: Druid.
Chosen Form: Serpent.
Description of chosen Form: While a serpent, Armeno has slivery scales with a blue pattern that covers her back. She retains the blue eyes that come with her Elf form.

Name: Fazren Lorgem.
Age: 4,132.
Gender: Male.
Description: Fazren is a rather tall, well muscled, (and by 'well', I don't mean, itty bitty work out muscles. I mean, "omg, I don't even have to flex so you can see my muscles" muscles.)elf. He has rather dark skin that contrasts his long, almost white, hair. His eyes are deep brown.
Personality: Like most of the Dire Elves, Fazren has a VERY short temper. He throws fits when he doesn't get his way, he always has to have the last word, and sometimes acts rather childish. When he isn't throwing a fit or trying to murder someone, he is rather quiet.
Race: Dire Elf.
Class: Warrior.

[Crabbiey]

(I will join! If you send me a list of words I could have a go at making them into Elven cuss words!)

[ossa di cervo]

((Awesome! Go ahead and post some character forums. And I don't really mind what words, haha. Just anything from insults, compliments, bad words. Anything! Hehe.))

[.: Autumη Raiη :.]

OOC: I got a few words.

1. A'Laena Sar - Until we meet again (usually used on friends and crushes. Mainly crushes.)
2. Den'shrai - Thank you for help.
3. Eshai'du - Ignorant.
4. Kai' *insert name* - I honor *persons name*. Basically "I honor you." (Example: Kai' Lilah.) Get it? However, this is only used when honoring a girl not a boy.
5. Ke' *insert name* - Same thing as Kai, although this is honoring a boy not a girl.
6. 'Nieve - "I love you."
7. Sh'mai - Beloved, used by girls and boys alike.

[Crabbiey]

Username:
Name: Ebony D'Loxi
Age: 1,650
Gender: Female
Description: Ebony is just over 6ft tall, she has waistlength glossy, wavy, ebony hair. Her eyes are of the most intense, piercing, fierce blue. Her skin is of the most shocking white, no one knows why, makes other Elves wonder if she's actually a Dawn Elf, even Dawn Elves don't like her pale skin and isn't seen as one of them by the Dawn Elves. Ebony's lips are very red, like there's always fresh blood on them, her nails are sharpened. She wears a long, flowing, black, hooded cloak, held in place with a silver brooch. Wears silver armour that is very hard to penetrate, also barefoot. Carries a curved silver sword.
Personality: Ebony is dark and mysterious. Prefers to keep to herself and refuses help. Like all other Dawn Elves she has a bloodlust but she has allowed it to develop and has become a sadistic killer. If she wants something, she will get it. Sees love and friendship as a weakness and is very solterity. This is one Elf that you want to steer clear of.
Race: Dawn Elf
Class: Thief

[ossa di cervo]

((Accepted! And yay! Words! <3 I'll put 'em up on the list!
Also, I'd say we can go ahead and start the RP now. ))

Sun Elves
Armeno slithered silently through the undergrowth as she searched for her sister. Stupid Ranger. Always out, wondering and getting lost.. the thoughts bubbled in her head as she wound her way up a nearby tree. Her blue eyes scanned the area and the small serpent frowned a little as she saw her sister a little ways off, "Fine. I'll watch as she has her fun.."

Verlen giggled as she pushed Sarnem over and pinned the saber to the ground. It was a nice way to relax really. Rolling over in the dirt, Sarnem snapped out playfully at Verlen's arm. The wrestle went on for a few moments before Verlen pushed the saber away and smiled, ruffling the hair between her ears, "Nice on, Sar." Then Verlen crossed her arms and yelled out into the trees without looking back, "Why are here, Armeno?"

Dire Elves
Fazren pushed his way around the trees, holding a long sword tight in his hands 'til his knuckles had turned white. "Damn Elves. We're always right, no matter who really IS right." The large elf tromped through the trees, making an awful lot of noise before stomping to a stop and jumping up onto a low tree branch. He pulled himself up, the veins on his arms lifting up for a slight second before he sat down on the branch. "I'd like to see anyone come my way." The elf grinned a little as he pushed his white hair out of his eyes.

[Crabbiey]

(Yay! Thanks! I'm kinda putting a list of swear words together.)

Ebony walked silently through the trees. Her cloak brushing the leaf litter, her hood was up, concealing her face, just her unatural blue eyes were visible. Only yesterday she had killed another Elf, what was the total now?......No, Ebony had lost count, but she knew she'd killed a lot. She smirked as she thought of the terrified face of her victim. As Ebony walked she crushed saplings underfoot, she had no care for living things, at all.

[~Sebastian's Cat~]

Username: Pikachurox
Name: Forest
Age: 1,542
Gender: Female
Description (No pictures please.): She has long, blonde hair and blue eyes. She has tanned skin but not too dark
Personality: Forest always tries to say the best of sommething but when mad or in a battle, she will fight. She normally gets along with most
Race: Sky Elf
Class: Ranger?
(If Ranger)Pet Type: Large Hawk
Pet Name: Skit

[.: Autumη Raiη :.]

.: Lilah :.

Lilah felt somewhat mean today, and she needed money, so what better way to get it then take it? Lilah got up from the branch she was resting in that day, she checked what money she had left first. Please! only 18 silver pieces? That's only worth a week of food! Lilah thought, she spied down low for two helpless victims. Lilah tied a small mask around herself, so her identity would remained hidden. It covered her nose and fell a few inches off the chin, and was a dark purple, which was one of her favorite colors. Her outfit consists of a cloak that drooped off her shoulders and was a little big on her. Her face was covered in face paint, it was dark red to symbolize fear, she drew things like whiskers across her cheeks and she had a small picture of a black rose just on the side of her right eye. The rest of her outfit was usually a female ninja-based outfit, except it matched the purple of the mask.

Lilah hid in the shade of the tall trees and watched for helpless victims, her slender body clung to the branch for support. Lilah then spotted two elves, both girls, a ranger and a druid. She went for the one most off guard, she pulled out a few small throwing daggers and aimed steadily. She threw at the ranger with the saber, the daggers landed in the tree nearest to her. Four sharp blades hit the tree, aligned in a row. Lilah started down slowly and carefully, not jumping until she knew she had some sort of an advantage.

[ Can thief's use throwing daggers? xD ]

.: Devin :.

Devin sighed and sat underneath a tree, he had some new money from helping to fight off more thief's, and Silverwind had helped him too. Silverwind flew and landed on Devin's right shoulder, gracefully perched, her gray and snow white fathers became a little puffed from the breeze that blew by here once and awhile. Devin dozed off, his armor blended in with nature and it seemed only his hair stood out, who wouldn't notice him? His eyes always caught attention and so did his hair.

Devin then heard the sound of throwing daggers off in the distance, he approached the scene closer to find the girl who had stole from him last week attacking two more elves. Devin aimed an arrow at her, and waited until she came down to ever shoot. He learned this trick awhile back, wait and fire, not fire and wait.