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A new one. (Based off of the picture Cenere made)
(Not made by me, made by Cenere, just posting it so everyone can imagine her)
Name: Luna Wrightlove
Age: 213
Race: Fox
Weight: 102 lb
Height: 6' 1"
Fur Color: (What would you call that?)
Build: Lean, Athletic
Appearance: Look at the picture up there for most of the details.
Personality: Staria is very much a flirt in every sense of the word. She loves toying with people to get what she wants, but isn't willing to give anything in return. She also likes to pull pranks of men, usually getting them in trouble with their spouses or such. Though she is very manipulative, she is also very kind to those of the same gender, and is always willing to help a fellow girl.
Likes: Women, flirting, dancing, playing pranks.
Dislikes: Men, getting rejected
Background: Lunia was born in the forest of Armorgames, she was a simple fox at the time though. As she continued to live the life of a normal fox, she one day happened upon a traveling woman, whom asked her a single question, 'Do you wish you could have more in life?'. As the woman said that, Lunia thought to herself, "Yes.", as she thought that single word, a poof of smoke engulfed her. As Lunia tried to figure out what was going on, she looked around and saw everything was smaller, and she was on two legs instead of four. The woman was gone, with nothing left but her clothing on the ground.
Well... since SoulHack cheated, I thought I would
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Alias: Jess.
Nicknames: Jess. Jezz. Jessi. Jessabell. Jessibell. Bella. Jessica. Any other variations of her name...
Age: Approaching 208. (Technically she's 612, including the first and second generation)
Sex/Gender: Female
Species: Phoenix. 3rd generation.
Height: 4"2 (126cm)
Mass: 26kg
Build: Slim.. Lean... Just a general bird shape.
Features:
* Bright orange and scarlet feathers
* Golden plumage
* Deep blue sparkling eyes
* A few scars here and there on her body, nothing serious.
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Clothing: Well none really. Jess doesn't need any clothing as it would probably look ridiculous on her. Although, she does occasionally tie a small union jack around her left ankle because she is somewhat patriotic Not in a sacrificial sense, she just loves Britain. She can also use the flag to tie important documents and small items to her person so she doesn't forget them. The material often burns up under the constant heat so she only wears one when she can find one.
Personality: Likes to think she's extremely nice. She cares a lot for others. Sometimes she gets in too deep and feels responsible for their emotional happiness. She's far too sensitive, her emotions always take control and she can get rather paranoid at times. She's intellectual to some extent but she doesn't over-do it. However she does have a bad side. She can get irritable quickly and she has little patience. If theres someone she likes, she'll listen to them, but otherwise, she gets bored. Phoenixes are rather secretive by nature and they like to be free. They prefer not to be tied into an agreement so they'll be tricky to trust.
Likes: to heal. As you know, her tears have special properties that can heal any wounds, be they grazes, bites, burns, deep cuts, and possibly even fatal wounds. She loves to write, sing and
Dislikes: Miserable, untrustworthy peasants who jump to conclusions and assume they know it all, anyone who picks a fight for no real reason.
Fears: She has a fear of bugs. Horrible crawling insects. She also has a fear or large bodies of water. Getting too wet is rather dangerous for her and alot of the animals lurking in water like to eat birds. She'd rather steer clear of their black fins, churning bodies and steely jaws.
Notes/Traits:
*Random fact: She is left-handed. Well.. left-winged. When she writes in ink, she manages to smudge the page.
* Jess is technically a scavenger. Phoenixes steal meat from other animals for their food, which isn't difficult seeing as they are to animals as mermaids are to sailors. A siren.
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Occupation: She has no job. She has no need of a job. She loves to write and heal, but she doesn't make profit.
Hobbies: Striking up conversation with passers-by - stealing information, writing, telling stories, singing, scouting (surveying land).
Accomodation: She lived in the East of Britain during her first generation but she wanted a change of scenery as she got older. She now resides in the Armorlands and has lived here for almost 409 years.
Backstory: Two millennium ago, when the Saxons invade the place we now call Britain, they scattered the native Celts and British, who fled to Cornwall, Wales, and East Anglia. These had been the most unexplored areas of the island, home to many magical beasts and creatures. Some are vicious, some are harmless. The Brood, a flock of phoenixes resided in East Anglia, shielded in the dense lush forests, away from human contact. For generations, they lived there and forged a community. Magical wards were cast across their homeland, so trespassers would not be able to trouble their abode.
Phoenixes are long lived; six centuries are but a mere beginning. They are reborn again and again, from the ashes. Jess is what we would call a teenager. At the end of every millennium, during Midsummerâs Day, the magic of the land is the strongest in East Anglia, the raw wild power coursing through the soil of Mother Nature. When the clock strikes midnight, when the magic is at a peak, it would burst forth into the sky, a brilliant display of lights and sparks. The phoenixes refer to this rare occurrence as Silangird or âSacred Blessingâ in the tongue of Phoenixes. At such a time, magical portals would open across Britain, leading it is said to outer worlds, to places never before seen. Jess had always wanted so badly to see the Silangird, and when it occurred in 1500AD, she was to say the least delighted. And imagine her almost hysterical happiness, when a portal opened right in the middle of the forest. Always the adventurous and outgoing one, without hesitation, she flew into it, to seek her destiny and to explore a whole new worldâ¦.
And that is how she came to the Armorlands. For days she flew to and fro the place, exploring, seeing new sights and smelling intoxicating scents, happy and carefree as can be.
She met Nichodemus almost by accident. It rained heavily one night, something she forgot about in her spell of dizziness. Of course she got wet and cold. Not to mention hungry. So you canât blame her for flying straight into the roaring log-fire that Nichodemus was roasting his caught-duck on to warm herself.
Once he recovered from his initial shock, gave her some duck (that was unfortunately burnt) and asked his guards to back off, he started to question her. Who are you? What are you? Where are you heading?
And so, they set off to Armor City together, to enter the town for the challenge of the land.
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Hope that worked!
No prob Kooch. I love posting pictures ^_^.
(Okay, bored got the better of me)