[sodafarts]

lil elf kid,,,....theyre so cute idk i love them oops :')

this one is not fcfs/simple comp since i like them so much ;A;
but theyre still free!!

to adopt this kid u gotta impress me :-)
at minimum i need a name + personality

other than that u can add as much or as little as u want!
but the more details the better hehe
i rly like those cool little minor details like fav food, theme song, random stuff!
tbh i just wanna see them developed :')

this will end in hmmmm maybe 2 weeks???
depending on entries! <3

also!!! those dots on their face can be part of them or removable, up to u :-)

goes to surfingmars!! <3

[ahirked]

when one looks at elodie brackenwerth, they don't see how on earth she could have Trollish descent.
born with her father's beautiful Aerabesqu'un Elvaesh hair, skin, and eyes, many say she is a picture-perfect
example of Elvaen heritage at its finest. even her animistic markings herald the colours of the Automne [Autumn]
weather, and emphasising her connection to the most spectacular element of all - Air.
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so, how on earth could her mother be a Troll?
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the name
'elodie' was the name chosen to christen the half-Troll, half-Elve when she was born. her father, Markus,
and mother s̵̗̯͍̊͆̍ͅp̵̘̪͗̓̔͛̕͝ͅe̷̢̲̟̜̪̓͑t̴̪͉̱͙̆̄̋̎̈͒h̷̙͖͗̋͜͠a̵̩̼͍̼͚͊ḣ̸̢͍̺͇͖̕, thought it fitting to name the tiny girl a name that meant 'marsh flower' - something
which joined together, perhaps, the forces of Trollish and Elvaen clans.
at the heart of this decision was the realisation that elodie was not quite like the other Elves. she liked
rolling around in the mud, and was up and running a lot quicker and faster than many other Elves her age
and stature. particularly with the tiny nature of her size, many were rather surprised to see her scaling
trees and running around at just the tender age of a moon and a week [five weeks]. so, the
name seemed a rather fitting choice - the more she grew, the more she seemed to fit in with the
definition of a tiny little Elve, a flower, taking on the world in the midst of marshes and forests.
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personality
as elodie grew she encapsulated more and more the traits of an adventurous, eager Elve,
always keen to take on the world and get her hands on anything that other Elves turned their nose up at.
it comes as no surprise that she was - and is - confident, always happy to take on a challenge, and
always ready to help anyone in need.
however, she also does have her timid moments, something brought on by the Great Caskun War in
the year of E-1761 [this is elaborated upon under history]. as a result, though she is self-sufficient
and confident when on her own and around clan members, meeting new people - those of other species -
is a scary reality that she shies away from. when around new creatures - even those that cannot speak! -
she tends to be reserved, quiet, and awkward.
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it takes a while for her to warm up to people.
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however, as soon as she or others are in a place of danger, she will always leap out of her fearful side to the
natural nature - truly someone born of Trollish and Elvaesh descent, showing both the daring, courageous
colours of a Troll, and the brave, selfless characteristics of an Elve. she would put her life on the
line for anyone - whether this is a self-deprecating manner or one truly rooted in her selflessness, it is unclear.
all in all, she is kind-hearted, altruistic, and very empathetic to others' feelings.
unfortunately, she does not give herself enough love, seeking instead to extend it to others once she has
warmed up to them.
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background
as an Elvling, elodie grew up with her father in the Kingdome of Aerabesqu'un, a clan living on
the outskirts of the Great Forest of Aa, a pebble's throw away from the Kascading Kliffe of Buranibas.
the clan of Elves were characterised by their pale features but brilliantly spectacular eyes, that came in
the colours associated with the markings that each Elve was born with. the Aerabesqu'un colours were
gold, olive, and amber, associated with elements such as Air, Nature, and Earth.
elodie is most in-tune with the Air elements, and thoroughly enjoys attempting to manipulate
the wind to suit the currents for her bow and arrows. the design is somewhat like this bow, hand-
crafter by her mother and father and lovingly deemed "elodie's right-hand girl".
due to her elemental magic, she is able to recall the bow and any arrows she shoots with just a jerk
of her hand. due to their crafting being from a mix of amber from the Kliffeside, and natural
elements taken from the Great Forest of Aa, along with a grainy gift of sand to help fashion the bow
from the Eathenians, the bow and arrows are able to be magicked however the owner pleases.
it is a source of great comfort and joy for elodie, due to its connection to her old family
life and to her parents, in particular.
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history - years E-100 to E-1780
historically, the Elvaesh were split into five different clans - the Airebornes, the Naturiales, Eathenians,
Inferrnaes, and the Puras. and historically, each was have said to be borne of different elements that
constituted the world they lived in - air, nature, earth, fire, and water.
the Order of the Clans established that all would live peacefully, in harmony, where they pleased. each
of the clans settled for a home where they would be most in touch with their elements and where they
could make the most of their powers - for the Aerabesqu'uns, this was on the Kascaedinge Kliffe of
Bouraenibias, more commonly known nowadays by its aforementioned spelling. as stories evolve,
so do words and spelling - but for now let's focus on the history.
the Aerabesqu'uns - the Airbornes - settled for the outskirts of the Great Forest of Aa due to its
relativity to nature and air. having created a Treaty of Peace with all the different clans, they were
closest to the Ilkes - the name that the Naturiale clan chose for their ability to blend into their
surroundings due to their green-tinted skin and dark green hair, and natural disposition to having
mushrooms and leaves growing from their skin. the Ilkes and Aerabesqu'uns had a deal - the former
would provide them food and shelter if things went pear-shaped, and the latter would sing them
songs carried over from the mountains, and inform them of any developments in day-to-day life.
the secluded nature of the Ilkes made them hard to find unless you knew what you were looking for,
and they preferred to stay in the solitude of the dark shadows of the Forest of Aa.
as the clans grew in size and forged their own homes and allies, it became well known that they
should never mix with any classes or species of anything lower than an Elve. the Trolls were 'too
brutish'; the Minks [careless, wirey creatures] only ever sought to deceive; and the Dwarves were
ghastly in their features and stature; and the Faunes - well... where do we begin?
it seemed that the more the clans grew, the more prejudiced they became. instead, they
kept solely to themselves, only ever going out of their way to communicate with other species
if they had something to lose or gain. in turn, the other creatures stayed out of their way too.
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this was until the Ilkes decided that the Faunes were not so bad afterall. and until the
Aerabesqu'un clan, some six-hundred-years on, had borne an Elve by the name of Markus.
Markus Brackenwerth was a close friend of the Ilke clan - now preferring to go by tribe due to
their Druid similarities. as a young Elve, he would help them forage and gather, and was determined
to befriend each and every individual that possessed Naturiale elements.
as the years had gone on, clans - in order to avoid inbreeding - chose to create inter-clan
ceremonies when wedding off their sons, daughters, and enbies. the Puras were at the top
of their game, having produced many Elvaesh children, who they sought to hold high forms of
power once they were of age. the Eathenians [commonly dubbed 'Terras', or 'terrors', to young
Elves] and the Inferrnaes [otherwise known as 'devils'] were the brunt of most of the judgemental
stereotypes that had grown over time, but they too, joined the Puras at the top of their game
in the inter-clan ceremonies. it was supposed to bring harmony and trade between the clans,
and for the most part, it worked.
though the Ilkes still kept largely to themselves, the Aerabesqu'uns, and the Faunes, they did
on occasion emerge from the shadows to join for banquets and such, but rarely sought
inter-clan marriage. and though it was prophesised that all clans should be equal, it seemed
overwhelmingly so that the Puras were gaining power due to the rising of the seas.
the Aerabesqu'uns had found a role for themselves too, but prided themselves on being fair,
equal, and sharing information and tips with others where possible. due to their growing
friendship with the Ilkes over the years, they too had formed certain inter-clan alliances,
resulting in their elemental colours drifting from amber and gold to something more olive
and juniper-green. this is the one of the reasons why elodie's eyes seem to be a mix of
green and gold.
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during this time, Markus Brackenwerth denied marriage, or courtship, for the longest period.
most Elves his age - a tender 215 years - were already married, or courting, whether truly
for love or for the purposes of trade advancement. instead, Markus became a Knight, carrying
out missions for each of the five clans - and on occasion, for the unfairly-judged species too.
this is how he met elodie's mother. at just six foot five inches, Markus was considered
on the taller end of the Elvaesh spectrum, but Spethah - a Troll measuring six foot seven inches -
incredibly outshone him.
though he saw her rarely, Markus eagerly started taking on Trollish orders and requests to better
know this Troll. he had seen her in passing - green skin with yellow mottles of freckles, a snub
nose and incredibly alluring dark-green eyes - and he knew of her stature, being of royalty to
the Troll family, but he had yet to introduce himself, or even get to know her name. he just knew
that the way her dark-green hair, cut jaw-length and spliced with strands of beige, swayed in the
breeze was all he wanted to run his fingers through.
naturally it came as a great surprise to many a-Troll when he turned up, unannounced, asking
if the Trolls would care to make a Treaty with the Elves. having consulted with the other clans,
Markus decided it was time to put an end to this nonsense, and to embrace all the species - whether
they did deceive, or were brutish, or were ghastly, or not.
as this relationship between clans and other tribes grew, so did his relationship with Spethah.
initially hateful of the 'weird, pale Elve' turning up on their doorstep, Spethah grew warm and kind
to Markus, and they each taught each other a great many thing - particularly focusing on archery,
which ended up becoming elodie's favourite sport.
then it was with even greater surprise when Markus and Spethah announced their intention to marry,
for she was to bear child soon. and bear child she did. a tiny Elve named elodie, who had
beige strands of hair, mottled green and yellow freckles covering her shoulders, and fairly big,
clunky feet, just as her mother had.
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for a while - seventy years, give or take [which is nothing for the species of this tale, for they all
live to be two-thousand years old at least, some of them even more - it just seems like a blink
of an eye for most], anyway, for seventy years give or take, most clans put up with the new
alliances, some even welcoming it. and elodie grew with Spethah and Markus to be a
bright, chirpy little thing that loved running around, climbing trees with the Ilkes, participating
in axe-throwing competitions with other young Trolls, and practicing archery with both her
parents on their days off. her hair would be braided with buttercups and gold jewellery,
and her eyes glimmered a brilliant hazel whenever she practiced her elemental powers.
although time had worn away most of the Elves' magic, they could still use it to sense danger,
or to guide them in journeys. elodie excelled at navigation and echoing messages to
others, somewhat like a sonar radar. the ebbs of magic still thrived in the Forest of Aa and the
Kascading Kliff of Buranibas, even if the other clans resented its weakening.
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and then, in the year of E-1761, the Great Caskun War emerged, and ruined what little peace
had been created in the first place.
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the Caskuns were a tribe of Trollish-creatures that had become overpowered with the slowly
ebbing magic. Kataharr, the leader of the Caskuns, had noticed the elements had a certain...
feel about them, and he and his tribe had been going town to town, destroying elements only
to divulge in their power. the use of magic - wrongly, for selfish gain - had warped them beyond
their senses, culminating in a creature that looked more like a nightmare than anything real.
jealous that other Trolls had somehow formed alliances with the judgmental and "higher-than-
thou" Elves, Kataharr had decided that their next stop would be the Great Forest of Aa and its
surrounding area, for the sole purpose of eliminating what power and magic the Elves had left.
the tribe approached the Puras first - being head of the clans, as they slowly had become, the
Puras were always approached for any grave matters. and approach them they did, much to
the Puras' chagrin, who still held some resentment towards the integration of other species.
although talks occurred, and the Caskuns gave the ultimatum - give us your magic, or leave -
the Puras did not back down, instead citing that Kataharr was threatening to destroy the peace,
and how dare he act contrary to the other species that had all worked so hard to forage Treaties
and integration in the first place.
the Puras - and the other clans - all stated that they would be happy to integrate the Caskuns,
and teach them the magic ways, if they learned how to control their greed and anger. and,
perhaps it was the Puras' fault [when Lady Lochae Slate had eyed Kataharr and commented
on his "gruesome" appearance, and that maybe they should not be integrated afterall, and
other Puras had laughed and agreed], that Kataharr rejected their proposals and went straight
for Lady Lochae Slate's throat.
and maybe this is why elodie's mother seemingly vanished after the first year of War,
just as many other Trolls had.
but elodie doesn't really want to think about it.
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the War was short. it lasted twenty years in total - about two years for humans - but the results
were havoc-wreaked and brutal. the entire population of Trolls, the family line from which
elodie descended from, had vanished. rumours echoed around that the Puras had
wanted to take revenge upon the death of Lady Lochae Slate, an important figure in their
society, and hence had decided the eradication of all Trolls would be a decent measure,
but this is nor corroborated, nor discussed.
the Great War of Caskun is a great taboo that must be silenced at the greatest cost.
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many creatures lost things in that War. families, friends, children.
the Ilkes completely retreated into the solace of the Great Forest of Aa. no one has seen them
for many many years and moons.
the Eathenians, quiet as they were, buried deep into the terrains of the desert. very little of
them remained, having been the main fighting force in the War due to their height [seven foot
on average] and camouflaged, sandy-grey skin.
the Inferrnaes, dark-skinned and having become wicked after the mass death of most of their
clan, paired up with the Minks and went into hiding. apparently, only five of them survived.
it is rumoured that they live in the Aa Mountain, known for its thick, red lava that oozes at the
slightest disturbance of the peace. it had been the main factor in many Ilkes' deaths, due to
erupting after Kataharr attacked Lady Lochae Slate.
and the Puras were gone without a trace. some say they had actually slowly evolved into
merfolk, hence their long dresses and robes that they always wore to meetings, but their
disappearance is a mystery that no one has yet solved.
and the Aerabesqu'uns. perhaps the saddest story of them all.
elodie is the last remaining Aerabesqu'un.
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the close connections with the Trolls did not garner the Aerabesqu'uns much favour from the
Puras, angry and vengeful as they were. so just as the Trolls vanished without a trace, so
seemed the Aerabesqu'uns. elodie last remembers her father's tearful eyes as he hugged
her tight and told her to run into the Great Forest of Aa to stay with the Ilkes. he packed her
favourite bow, her favourite arrows, and sent her off with a kiss on the head.
the last she ever heard from him was, "Remember Mama and I are watching over you."
elodie had thought nothing of it. she would often go to the Ilkes' to stay with Auntie
Lucinda, or play with the Faunes. and she was scared, so scared, but still not truly understanding
of what was going on around her.
so off she ran into the forest.
and alone she has been ever since.
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consequences
due to the horrid nature of the Great Caskun War of E-1761 and the developments that came
after, young elodie became wary, shy, and suspicious of others. she had stayed a little
with the Ilkes, but with the slow vanishing of Elves that followed - and due to her being of
mixed descent, neither truly Elvaen nor truly Troll - she was quickly abandoned by anyone that
dared take her in for shelter. she slowly believed she had an evil charm cast on her - her parents,
gone; her family and clan, gone; no friends to speak of, and any traces of her heritage completely
stamped out by any creatures that she encountered.
so, she grew solitary, and though she is as previously described - courageous, confident, eager - still
remained part of her personality, she became more self-sufficient and self-reliant, nervous and
awkward around others, regardless if they were able to speak or not.
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as time went on and she grew to be on the cusp of 160 years old - not quite adult, not quite a child -
she came across perhaps the first Ilke, or Faune, that she had seen in a while, Moira Avengarde.
and this new adventure had yet to begin, for she had wandered so far in her 85-odd years alone,
that she had come to the city of Solaev, a hidden Kingdom in the depths of the Krystall Mountains,
where Faunes were a-plenty and a deep danger was brewing.
[tl;dr: the City of Solaev is a concept that I have developed separately to entering for this
kiddo. as I developed her, I realised how closely interlinked I could make her story - and develop
her to become more like herself, erasing the scars of the Caskun War - by tumbling her into my
story "Of Fauns and Fairytales". the story centres around Capsicum, a royal member,
attempting to break away from the strict royal rule, and along with a farm boy, Kensington,
and Moira the Faune, I was thinking that I could definitely nurture elodie's story within
that realm. but! this is something that would take a while to develop,
and I don't want to murder your eyes with my tiny font, so that's a story for another day.]
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other quirks and things
in order to hide from others that she is from Troll and Elve descent - she can't do much about the ears -
elodie wears loose, earthy-coloured clothing to blend into her surroundings and to hide the
smattering of yellow/green freckles that cover her back and neck. most of the time, she tries to pass
herself off as a strange Faunling, who just had the misfortune of being born without hooves or earthy
skin.
she is also very adept at hiding and scaling trees, so oftentimes if she senses danger, she is able to
quickly disguise her bow and arrows and hide away. she is only five foot three inches, rather short
for being half-Troll, half-Elve, but she would rather pass for someone else than be taken in as the
last of both her kinds.
she is attracted to shiny things, and likes collecting pebbles and stones - mostly due to the elemental
connection, but also because it reminds her of her family. amber stones gleam in her hand and make
her markings glow a bright auburn, making most mistake her for a witch.
she also carries a lot of herbal remedies with her, and is able to stave of hunger by creating potions
that make her feel full - particularly useful if there is an ambush of sorts, or flooding, and she is unable
to get to ground and hunt for food. her bow and arrows come in handy for that - and she is always sure
to thank the Gaods for providing the meal. some habits never go away, it would seem.
for the most part she's just trying to get by. she has, however, picked up banjo-playing, and likes to
culminate stories and songs of her past, just to get her through this lonely life.
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there is a lot of controversy surrounding elodie's being half-Troll, half-Elve. in the modern day
world, many tribes and clans of other species have forbidden inter-species relations. Gaod-forbid she
be discovered.
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playlist
please find elodie's playlist here. imagine they are strung on a banjo, if you can!
>> theme song: feels right, by biig piig & have we met before, by tom rosenthaal.
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likes and dislikes
✓ streams; she likes the sound they carry, and the story the aquatic creatures tell.
✓ travelling; one day she hopes to visit the Ruines of Edgarr, a mystical [or fabled] place filled with fairies.
✓ amber stones; she likes collecting pebbles and stones, especially the tiny ones. she hopes to fashion
a necklace out of them one day.
✓ favourite food; without a doubt, it's the Elvaen green curries that her father would make. the tingly taste
of ginger and coconut milk makes elodie melt on the spot. she mourns the fact that he never taught
her how to make it. she misses him so.
✘ sharing information about herself. no one needs to know what turmoil she has been through.
✘ root vegetables; though she has to sustain herself, how can anyone like carrots and turnips? gross!
✘ remembering her past.
✘ getting lost; she starts panicking if she is unaware of her surroundings. similar with her claustrophobia,
although she can hide well, tiny spaces make her feel even tinier, and then she starts hyperventilating.
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what she misses the most
elodie's earliest memory of her mother - and Elvaen memories forge quite early on due to their
natural disposition to developing far faster than other folke - was of her singing the Olde Norse Skáldskaparmál
ballad of encountering a Troll. indeed, sometimes she sings to herself, when she has trouble falling asleep
and wants just an inkling of peace - though she has forgotten the ancient Trollish words for it.
it goes like so:

'Trolls call me
moon of dwelling-Rungnir,
giant's wealth-sucker,
storm-sun's bale,
seeress's friendly companion,
guardian of corpse-fiord,
swallower of heaven-wheel;
what is a troll other than that?'
Anthony Faulkes' translation, see here.

side note / keys:
- seventy years = about 7-8 years old human-wise
- 215 years = about 21-22 years old human-wise; etc. so on and so forth.
- most species and creatures live less than the Elves, but as time has gone on and Elves have
forged alliances and marriages with other folke, Elves have tended to live more to the
900-1050 year mark as opposed to two thousand +

[Litwick]

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i. phaedra : meaning 'bright' ii. female : she/her iii. elf : seeker/collector iv. unknown birthdate : doesn't age v. companion(s) : pet hedgehog that she carries around in her pocket named ezro vi. lone elf, no kingdom or community vii. demiromantic viii. phaedra, or 'phae' is a very outgoing person. she's very talkative and smart. she communicates her feelings and she's fairly bold. she is somewhat confident in herself, but more confident in others. she's selfless, and she has a heart of gold. she doesn't take people for granted, and treats them kindly. she's soft spoken, but she isn't too shy, she's in fact-very friendly. she's open about herself and she enjoys making new friends. the only downside, is that she cannot keep many secerets-and she tends to unintentionally ignore the other person's feelings.ix. phaedra believes in humans, and she's actually seen a few-she's more friendlier toward them than she should be. she, however, is very bright and optimistic, so sometimes: trouble is difficult in revealling itself. she's a good problem solver though, and she'll always help a friend in need. x. she's a collector, and a seeker : meaning she has a set burrow, deep in the enchanted woods, but she's never home. she's usually in a human village, taking their things without asking to add to her collection, or seeking out new places to take things from. she takes and hoards many human things-but she also gives them things too! she likes to drop daisies in the spots that she's stolen items from, or acorns. it's almost like a signature. with her things, she makes gadgets and gizmos, or she sells them to other elves in order to purchase more house items, equipptment, clothes, or things for ezro. xi. phaedra means no harm in stealing-in fact, she just calls it borrowing. yeah! xii. some things she often says are "goodness me", "jeeps!", and "salutations!"...yeah, don't ask. xii. her past is something she tends to ignore... it isn't exactly a stories she enjoys flaunting. she grew up with her father, who was a warrior in her elf village that they originated from. however, after some unfortunate events, he ended up passing away. she kept his companion: ezro, and took care of him-and herself-since then. after that, she then took her fathers place in becoming a warrior, to fight off the 'bad nations' as the elves would call them. but, in a battle, she ended up actually dying for a few minutes-along with many other elves and forest creatures. it was only when a moss person, gathered the strength, charisma, courage, and brightness, from the other elves-that phaedra was revived. ever since, she's been immortal-which means she does get injured, but she cannot face death. she doesn't really like it though, as it gets lonely living on for generations and generations. each ring in her hair, represents an elf that devoted their soul for her to become who she was today. and because of this, she will never remove them from her hair. likes. pheadra loves the forest, and the outdoors. she enjoys rainy weather too! she often dances in the rain with ezro. she loves weaving him tiny hats made from straw or thick grass-it's a hobby of hers that she enjoys. she also likes to skip rocks, she often tells people : 'the more rocks you skip, the further you're throwing away your negativity. let the stone be the weight on your shoulders', yeah, she's very..creative with her words. and lastly, she enjoys animals. she loves them a lot, and she'll often borrow stuff to give to them in the winter months or just in general. dislikes. phaedra doesn't really like the hot weather too too much, only because she becomes very sweatey and drained from the sun. she also doesn't like the bad nations, and she doesn't enjoy it when people mention them. she strongly dislikes greedy humans, the greedier they are-the more she steals from them.trivia. favourite food : specifically brown chopped mushrooms, with garlic and onion spread, topped off with seasoned pepper. favourite song : her forest is near a village with a master home (a castle), and she often hears a classical song that she loves. they play it every seventh day (saturday), and she sits outside of the castle and listens to it with ezro. (the song is reflections, by toshifumi hinata). favourite hobby : crafting hats and/or accessories for animals and ezro. favourite 'spot' : either the meadow (where she picks her daisy's), or the lakeside (where she skips rocks). favourite animal : ezro would be upset if she didn't say 'hedgehog'. but her second favourite is definately the barn owl. favourite colour : she loves the colour sage green. favourite 'borrowed' thing : either the patterned plate she's taken from a housefolk, a woven bracelet she's snuck from the craftsman, or a beautifully patterned lock she's stollen from the locksmith's inventory.

[modern]

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[Ucanthandleme]

Mark

[Mercuré]

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[surfingmars]

Ciliren is a very snarky individual who always has
something witty to snap back at someone. She
tends to not think about her words before she says
them, therefore coming off as really blunt. She
received a formal education, but went on to forget
the majority of things she had learned. Ciliren is
kinda ditzy, but she really is trying her hardest to
understand the world. When she puts effort into
something she can become really good at it, though
she only presents an effort for things she likes.
Because of this, she has excelled in fighting and
skilled weapon use. She will definitely argue with
anyone she has a disagreement with.

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theme song: hex loop

Hmm, she probably definitely got cursed by someone from
her past, but she forgot. Maybe it was an ex-lover of some
sort, who knows? Ciliren sure as hell doesn't. Now that she
thinks of it, she can't really remember anything from a
certain point in her lifetime. She's now made it a goal of
hers to figure out who and what exactly happened to her
in the past.

likes:xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
- turnip soup
- ornate knives
- dark clouds on
iithe horizon
- learning new
iiweapons

dislikes:
- big words
- close toed shoes
- formalities
- humidity
- silver

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Ciliren had a relatively normal upbringing in the city of Y'a Ennore. Her parents raised her along with two other sisters and they all had a reasonably positive relationship. Sadly, she doesn't remember anything else from her past except these small details. She is now approximately 170 years old and doesn't know anything about the last 100 years of her life. Sometimes she gets random flashbacks of what her life used to be, though not very often.

After waking up in a strange place not knowing where she was or what was happening, she wandered into the nearest tavern and struck up a conversation with the two friendliest individuals she could find. Ciliren is now a member of a traveling group consisting of a tiefling named Carus and a human named Ruk. Together they take on odd jobs, that tend to involve fighting monsters, to make an income they can live off of. Her two companions are supportive of her quest to figure out what happened in her past, and they take every opportunity that might lead to solving the mystery. They have all come to the conclusion that she has been cursed, now they just need to figure out who did it. They planned to travel to Ciliren's home city of Y'a Ennore, but recently found it had been destroyed by war many years ago. Currently, the group is stumped on where to go next, so they've decided to wander around to local towns looking for jobs they can take.








pictured: her favorite dagger and her sword Stormbringer

[tartaglia]

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH... *goes crazy*
also ive never done smth like this for an adoptable before so if i am doing this wrong... im sowwy

name: silopei (pronounced sil-oh-pay) (sil or pei for short)

personality: a sneaky, cunning child of the forest, silopei is a true troublemaker at heart. they are a master of disguise, and enjoy causing chaos wherever they may find themself. often described as a "horrible little creature" by those who have fallen victim to their havoc-causing tendencies, silopei prides themself on being an absolute menace to anyone and everyone.

age: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. while their fleshy, mortal body has given them the permanent look of a young adult, their true age is entirely unknown. some estimate silopei to be thousands of years old.
fav food: they dont actively need to eat, as their body produces it own nutrients in a photosynthesis type fashion. however, they enjoy chicken nuggets. (silopei does not understand why they are so drawn to the strange food of the human world, but needless to say, they have become addicted)
theme song: positive ☆ dance time by kinoshita. i think it reflects their chaotic free spirit and the seemingly limitless amount of energy they have!

other random info: they have no parents or family, they werent conceived by any "normal" human means. they simply appeared one day deep within the heart of a vast forest.their spawn point. they have the strange ability to communicate with forest-dwelling animals, as well as the ability to heal minor wounds. their name has been passed around in legends and myths for thousands of years. some say they are a trickster, a protector of forests, lands or even animals. others believe that if you anger them, you will be met with many unfortunate circumstances and years of bad luck. but really, silopei is a free spirit akin to fae who simply enjoys travelling to and fro, looking for some sort of excitement.

[tgwh]

so pretty geez, i really have to try for them

Lindir - he/they - moon elf - 23 winters

Moon elves are usually known to be creatures who don't like to be isolated and like to move around, explore, they are untamed souls. Home is wherever they decide, not a place. That was what was taught to Lin when he was just a small elf, traveling with his parents and another couple, with no real plan on where they wanted to reach.
His mother would usually hunt and sell part of the meat while his father would gather other types of food or things that would have any value on the market. Lindir grew up with that kind of life, he didn't have much but what he had was more than enough for his soul.
He grew up to always want to meet new people, not caring about their races or where they came from, a free soul. He sees the difference as something good. Something new to learn.
After a few years of traveling with his family, they decided to finally stay still in an area, they would still travel but now they had a home where they could return whenever they felt like. Lindir decided that it wasn't time for him, and parted alone, hoping that soon he would find people to share the journey, but meanwhile, he wouldn't hold himself in.

His journey just had started.

Little notes about Lindir;
- While he grew up with few things, as moon elves they like to adorn themselves with jewels and good textile. Lin prefers gold accessories. [His father loves silk and his mother quartzo].
- Lin is pretty agile and fast, not that strong, but can improvise quite well.
- Loves to snack on berries and other fruits.
- He adores music and plays pan flute and ocarina. He always gets excited about other people playing or singing.
- He dreams one day to go to a ball, in fancy clothes of course.
- Terrible dancer but loves to dance either way.
- Doesn't know how to write (besides his name) but knows how to read and talk more than a language.
- Has no sense of personal space and no filter.
- Finds bees cute but is afraid of them.
- Loves stargazing.
- Dislikes extreme temperatures.
- Uses pocket knives (and others that are small enough to fit) and bows to hunt.

[ILoveYou3000]

Name:Shiloh

Personality:Shiloh is sarcastic individual who doesn't take crap from anyone, he isn't afraid to speak his mind and won't hesitate to defend those who he loves.
He also loves the outdoors, and prefers to spend his time with nature than being inside, and feels as though he is one with things outside than inside.