~Kaerin Woods~

[Whyte Phoenix]

((Heres a basic example of a description, now, you just add your character))

~It was morning in the pleasant Kaerin Woods, only a few clouds dared to taint the crimson sky. A small village lay south of this forest, while to the north, there were the Meadow of Morogan. Past that field was the Forest of Spirits, or more commonly known as 'Hell of Lost Lovers'. And only the bravest and the purest of creatures could pass this haunted wood and come to the Suzaka Temple.~

~ The dim morning light shone through the dense branches of the trees. It was early spring, the fragrant scent of blooming flowers were all around. Tall, slender pines towered over the young willow and birch seedlings creeping from the forest floor. Ferns and grasses dotted the bumpy, leaf littered ground. Large, moss covered boulders formed a clear pathway deeper into the woods. Occasionally, you would hear the crack of a twig under a creature's paw or hoof. But all the time, the sweet songs of birds could be heard throughout the forest, otherwise, it was rather quiet and lonely.~

~In the heart of this forest was a small clearing, and in the center of it grew a single, massive cherry blossom tree. It had large, buckling silver branches and roots that seemed to reach out for the sky and plundge into the ground. A small nest-shape was made from a formation of these roots. Delicate, powder-pink blossoms drifted down from every flower on this tree, gently being swept away to the other parts of the forest by a spring breeze.~

[Allaraina]

((OOC: my profile:
Name: Alleyway Lin (Real name: Anna-Elena Lindsehellom)

Race: elven

Age: 16-17(in elven years), looks 12

Description: about 4'3", she is a skinny little thing with medium-length fluffy white hair and equally fluffy bangs. She generally wears a white muskateer shirt (white shirt with puffy sleeves- like Orlando's shirt from pirates of teh carribean), tight black leather pants, black leather boots and a dark vest. When wandering the open away from cities or civilization, she has a dark cape and a muskateer's hat with a huge white plume feather that curls all the way down to her shoulder. Her hands are small and dainty and often gloved with her fingertips revealed.

Weapons: a scythe that is about 8-9' tall with a black handle and a fancy silver blade. This is used as a walking stick and normally seen with her when she is out in the open. It is almost NEVER seen when she is in a city. Her other weapons include a beautifull set of elbow blades (they look like Talim's Soul Calibur) and about a million knives of every type hide somewhere on her person.

Occupation: professional thief, member of an imfamous band run by her 'father' and his queen, her 'mother'

personality: hyper and a lover of chocolate, she will do almost anything for the stuff. She is generally in a good mood and willing to stick her neck out for others, but only so far. Her allegiance is harder to gain than most because, as a result of her generally nice personality, while some may think she is on their side, she is still nuetral, even after going through various hazards with them.

Other attributes: she is nimble and dexterous, capable of picking locks and pockets alike (half her fortune came from pockets). She is also very fast and cleaver, thus very difficult to catch, especially by the guards and bounty hunters that want her and the reward for her. Lastly, she has an insane amount of good luck- she has never been known to lose at a game of chance (for gaming purposes, winning probability = 99.8%)

weaknesses: okay, finally... Her biggest weakness is her phobia for psychics- her mind is the only thing she really considers her own because it cannot be taken from her, at least as far as she is concerned. therefor, she has an unnatural phobia for anyone who can read minds. She is not especially strong in her arms, despite her endurance from living in the wild and caring for herself. She is not magicaly advanced except through amulets that she picks up, primarily because she has never had any time to learn. She has some shadow magic, but it primarily under-developed and hurts her more than anything else when she tries to use it and is therefore ignored. Also, her weakness for chocolate and shiny objects can be used to other's advantages. And, of course, like most teenage girls, despite her seeming immature, personality, she has a slight weak spot for certain guys(because this is neopets and because I'm rather conservative, this probably won't even appear in any rp ever...)

Pets: a peregrin falcon(Mythinrei) and a white pony(Talmeira)

I was uncertain as to whether or not I should post my profile, but I decided it is better to be safe than sorry))

A small girl was prancing through the forest, singing some obnoxious drinking song at the top of her lungs, her white hair flying about her shoulders and her cloak fluttering about in a gentle breeze. Coming upon the tree, she took it upon herself to investigate, eventually deciding that the nest of roots looked rather comfortable. Plopping down, she tipped her feathered hat over her eyes and fell 'asleep'. Or so it seemed...

[Konakitsune]

(Wow, you spared no detail. I like that, cooly.) A young fox demon walked idly through the forest. She looked about 18 and had cobalt blue hair. Besides her foxears, tail, and fangs, you would never be able to tell she was a fox demon. She was a wearing a light leather shirt with the sleeves torn off along with leather pants that were a darker brown and black boots. (you know boots for this kind in the setting, what it is, I dunno) She had piercing yellow eyes that seemed to look right through a human's soul. She took it upon herself to watch over the Woods. Being a fox demon, she knew many magics and several tricks. With the help of fox magic she keeps a shrunken sword under a hidden strap on her boot. With fox magic yet again, she enlarges it to fight whatever she needs to. She is outspoken but quiet at times, her trust is hard to gain, almost impossible, being demon she trusts none but her kind. She loves to pull tricks on people and scare humans. She never did like to bend easily to other people's authority. So she likes to travel alone....

[Allaraina]

The small girl turned over and yawned before curling up again, her lightly tanned face moving so that dappled sunlight didn't fall over her eyelids. Some flower petals fell into her hair and circled her body so that she looked like some kind of peacefull little child from a fairy tale- and in all honesty she looked like a child anyway, thus enhancing the effect. A bird, or more specifically, a peregrin falcon flew down and perched in the branches of the tree. Walking along a limb, it watched her, not out of curiotisty, but to seemingly to simply watch her.

[Rogue]

{fear of psychics eh? lol. Reasonable}

A young woman of about 20 years began to enter the forest. She was clad in peasent clothing, but was anything but. Clinging to her hips was the white taffeta skirt of a plain dress. It flowed out and about her legs with the breeze, and held large wrinkles to give it a textured appearance. Wrapped around her chest was a simple green leather vest that tied from her waist to her collar bone in the front. Chestnut brown hair was pulled out of her face in a half pony tail, and the rest spilled down her back and over her shoulders to her waist line. Simple brown boots were tied around her feet, and a small sack, carrying mroe elaboarte clothing and a few provisions, was tied to her back. Around her waist was a piece of rope that hel a little pouch of gold, and what appeared to be asian fans. In all actuality they were Tessens, (fan blades...like Kitana in Mortal Kombat) but fe knew this without her drawing them. Bright green optics gazed forward to the trail she was about to follow through the beautiful forest.

Her name was Endora Concessa Etromma Adomman. The daughter of a very well-off Irish nobleman, and trained in the ways of the assasain, but rarely used the talent. Since she was a child Endora was fascinated with the traveling Gypsies and their mysterious ways. She honed her psychic abilities with a private guru since she was seven. Telepathy and many forms of psychokinesis were but second nature for her now, and added an advantage to when she did have a death mission. However, now she was but traveling on a spiritual mission of her own. The weapons at her side were for nothing mroe than self-defense in this case, and her attitude was a light elated one as she stepped into the forest and began her journey.