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Post by Seldrima on May 6, 2006 3:51:30 GMT -5
Well this is a medievel times thread please no one liners =) and have fun oh you can be anybody but remember that no guns etc. I'll be amelia heres a charcter sheet for you to use if you get stuck^^
Name: Gender: Age: Job: Appearance: Method of defence: Village: Bio:
Name:Amelia Lionheart Gender: Female Age: 17 Job: Works in the stables also helps her father a blacksmith Appearance:www.latinoreview.com/films_2005/sonypictures/zorro2/poster-b.html Method of defence: Her father taught her sword fighting, at an early age, she is also skilled in hand to hand combat. Village: Adelhyde Village Bio: She lives with her father, her mother deceased at a young age, her brother eric is only 12. They are not upper class or lower, but middle in some cases, though at times they can be fraught of money. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ “Amelia…come on, dads waiting for you at home..gosh look at your state..he’s gonna kill you, you know that!, sis…” He let out a sigh glancing at his sister, once again her head was in the clouds, her pale face was dirty, she must have fallen, again.
“Yes Eric...sorry I was...””I know I know…sheesh” Eric finished the sentence for her.”I’ll be a sec kiddo…let me get my satchel” Amelia turned around lifting her bag from the base of the old oak tree, she crouched picking up a small pencil, slipping it into the bag.
Turning around, she cast her gaze onto her brother, standing there, shaking his head. He didn’t approve of his sister wandering around unaccompanied, neither did her father. The snide remarks made by the other women, didn’t cause her to cease her daily trips, only more determined to explore.
She rolled her eyes at Eric, a faint memory of a regular argument coming to mind. Though her father disapproved, he permitted it, she was his only daughter after all. “Well you going to stand there all day kiddo? Or are ya gonna help your old sis with her bag?” she grinned lightly tossing him her bag, heavied with various books and her days findings. Chuckling she walked with him towards their house.
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Post by Shiloh Ithildin on May 6, 2006 7:38:36 GMT -5
Name: Shiloh Ithildin Gender: Female Age: 15 Job: *^* Appearance: Long light-blonde hair that comes down to her waist, deep grey eyes, small and slender appearence, very shy, rosey cheeks. *google searches something like that* gaippai.ibelgique.com/html/good/kkj0102.jpg That's about the closest I can get. Method of defence: Her small sword Aduial. She rarely uses it. Village: (Can I live in the same village as you, Seldrima?) Adelhyde Village Bio: Was born a begger, Shiloh learned to dodge guards and steal food from a very young age. Her parents both died during a harsh winter when she was 14. ____________________________________________________ Shiloh hid behind a wine barrel, eating a small loaf of bread. She heard the guards of the city shouting, and then horses hooves clomping down the stone street. She smiled to herself, then peeped out from behind the barrel. The towns people still looked stirred. Shiloh supressed a giggle. She crawled over to where an old man clothed in rags was sitting.
'Sirtraten, did they see me?' she asked him. 'No, young one.' he answered, still looking straight ahead. 'I brought you a loaf.' she told the starving man, and handed it to him. 'Thank you, Shiloh.' he smiled at her. She smiled back, and went back to her barrel.
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dovelyn
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Post by dovelyn on May 6, 2006 7:43:00 GMT -5
Name: Shiloh Ithildin Gender: Female Age: 15 Job: *^* Appearance: Long light-blonde hair that comes down to her waist, deep grey eyes, small and slender appearence, very shy, rosey cheeks. *google searches something like that* gaippai.ibelgique.com/html/good/kkj0102.jpg That's about the closest I can get. Method of defence: Her small sword Aduial. She rarely uses it. Village: (Can I live in the same village as you, Seldrima?) Adelhyde Village Bio: Was born a begger, Shiloh learned to dodge guards and steal food from a very young age. Her parents both died during a harsh winter when she was 14. ____________________________________________________ Shiloh hid behind a wine barrel, eating a small loaf of bread. She heard the guards of the city shouting, and then horses hooves clomping down the stone street. She smiled to herself, then peeped out from behind the barrel. The towns people still looked stirred. Shiloh supressed a giggle. She crawled over to where an old man clothed in rags was sitting.
'Sirtraten, did they see me?' she asked him. 'No, young one.' he answered, still looking straight ahead. 'I brought you a loaf.' she told the starving man, and handed it to him. 'Thank you, Shiloh.' he smiled at her. She smiled back, and went back to her barrel. (Ack guys, that was me. I just didn't sign in. Stupid computer.)
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Post by violet on May 6, 2006 22:22:34 GMT -5
Name: Isadora Blacknight Gender: Female Age: 15 Job: Helps her cousin, Kiara, at her uncle's tavern Appearance: s7.photobucket.com/albums/y293/iamnothere/Anime/?action=view¤t=anime_fav34639063.jpgMethod of defence: A sword from her grandfather, called Silme Village: (^^ make it same as you two's) Adelhyde Village Bio: She was born into what would be considered a wealthy family, but has no knowledge of her father. Her mother never speaks of him, silencing the entire family of the matter. An adventerous girl, she is quite rebellious against her family's 'proper' ways. ___________________________________________________ "Isadora!" Kiara exclaimed, tucking her short brown hair behind her ear. "It's a frenzy back here, come give me some help!" She cried from behind the bar. "Oh, I'm coming, I'm coming." Isadora rushed over to her, pulling on an apron. "Where have you been?!" Kiara asked while she was pouring a drink. "Grandmother made me stay late for singing lessons." Isadora rolled her eyes. She took a quick glance around the tavern, subtly motioning to a tall, teenage boy with shaggy brown hair. "Kiara..." She whispered. "I haven't seen him around here before." "Neither have I..." Kiara whispered back, a grin spreading across her face. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Isadora grinned as well. "If you're thinking about how cute he is, then of course I am!" She giggled, pouring another drink.
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Post by Lady Caunwen on May 14, 2006 8:37:45 GMT -5
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Post by violet on May 14, 2006 15:03:50 GMT -5
(*prods LC* THERE IS NO LOCAL SUBWAY! ><)
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callie
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Post by callie on May 14, 2006 15:29:28 GMT -5
(looks like you people need a guy?) Name:Adrian Gender:male Age:18 Job:bar tender, blacksmith, stableboy Appearance:Brown shaggy hair, green eyes, good looking and about 5'9 Method of defence:sword and arrows Village:Adelhyde Village Bio:He lived in poverty when he was younger and his family was killed except his younger brother who he takes care of,but usually puts him in the care of townswomen. He loves to work with horses and is extremely hard working. He has had a tough life, but tries not to let it botherhim. He is also very heartwarming, but can be kidna distant at times.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Alright Adrian, your done for the day" The stable master/blacksmith said. "I'll be back at 4" Adrian patted his horse Mahtar and wiped his hands on an old rag. He grabbed the tools and put them away. "Please Adrian, leave it...you've done enough today" He nodded and walked out to the street and walked along the dirt path. He decided to get a quick drinka nd headed for the tavern. He sat on an empty stool at the counter and ordered some ale. He sat quietly and stared into his drink, boredly.
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Post by violet on May 15, 2006 22:54:39 GMT -5
"Go talk to him!" Kiara whispered, elbowing her cousin. Isadora rolled her eyes, grabbing a rag and wiping a spill off the bar, casting a glance up at Adrian.
"Somethin' botherin' you, m'lord?" She asked with a warm smile.
Kiara just smirked and walked over to another customer.
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callie
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Post by callie on May 16, 2006 14:26:08 GMT -5
"today is a good day" He said quietly before even looking up to see who had asked. He gave her a very small smile. His eyes drifted around, but mostly they led to her. "Mind getting me another drink?" He wasnt so good at ringing up conversation starters.
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Post by violet on May 16, 2006 19:29:24 GMT -5
"Sure, m'lord." Isadora turned, filling another mug. She walked back over, smiling. "Here y' go. So, what brings you 'round this tavern? Haven't seen you here before." She glanced at Kiara, then looked back at him and leaned against the bar.
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callie
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Post by callie on May 17, 2006 15:06:42 GMT -5
"Thankyou" He took a sip and looked up at her. "Well...i work for a blacksmith at the stable a mile or so down the road. I usually come here late at night..so you probably arent working. What about you..i dont believe that i have seen you around town..although i guess i dont go in that often." He looked at his ale and then took another swig.
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Post by violet on May 18, 2006 0:35:07 GMT -5
"I don't come around here very much, any more." She shrugged. "My grandmother insists on me taking lesson after lesson..." She flushed, catching herself from beginning to ramble. She tended to do that. "You help the blacksmith, eh? I could never be able to do that. Never have been good with tools." She grinned sheepishly.
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callie
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Post by callie on May 18, 2006 15:41:53 GMT -5
He nodded. "Ah i see...well I tend to work on teh horses more than anything else...they are my...well..preference" He looked up at her and smiled when she grinned. He stared at her for a moment and then caught himself, blushed and looked down at his empty cup.
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Post by Seldrima on May 20, 2006 7:03:09 GMT -5
"Amelia...You know you should be carefull, who knows what could happen here...and sus..dad gets..." Amelia sighed, turning around she met her brothers gaze, a soft grin dancing on her lips."Dad what?....Look I know he worries but i'm no kid Eric" Her face softened ruffling his hair. After progressing a while she paused. Amelia inclined her brow at a passing Pheasant, a small smile as she watched it walk.
"Eric...Do you think..?" She trailed off a dreamy look embedded on her face.
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Post by Lady Caunwen on May 23, 2006 19:03:13 GMT -5
Just then, Jill walked in and sat across the table from Adrian (pretend i already know him, k?). "Hey, how are you?" She looked at Adrian then glanced up at Isadora, smileing then shaking her head and laughing to herself. "May i have a water, please?"
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