Post by Landra on Mar 6, 2006 16:43:43 GMT -5
(This would be on a seperate account, but I just want to see if this character gets accepted so I wouldn't have to go through the hassle of creating an account if I can't have the character. I plan on having two characters.)
Name: Birch Redbark
Age: 17
Alignment: Chaotic good
Looks: She has tan skin, a lightish brown. Her hair falls down her back in long, dark brown waves, normally left down and shining. Her eyes are the same dark brown and glint with a mysterious emotion, sort of like mischeif and joy combined, and thick long lashes. Her smile is often a mischeivious one, and she often wears flowing gowns in earthy tones such as brown and green and small brown sandals.
Class/Occupation: Traveller
Are you the protector of the forest?: No
History: Birch was born in a small, close family of Dryad travellers. At the age of sixteen, every child in the family set off to travel the world and learn as much about nature as possible, as each person before them had done. Birch couldn't wait for this day to come. She had counted down the days since she was but ten years old, waiting for the day that she could go out and meet all sorts of races. As she had predicted, she loved simply walking out in the fresh air, meeting humans and elves and all the other creatures she could meet.
Other: Birch is a smart girl, though she does not always use her wits, and often gets into trouble. She likes to flirt with the humans, as she is drawn to them and loves how they stare at her beauty, though this is sometimes a foolish thing to do. She is not a good fighter at all, and if she ever got into a fight she would probably end up fleeing or jumping to the first male human to get her out of the situation - that is one of her flaws. She thinks she can trust anyone.
Role Play Sample: "What a lovely morning!" Birch cried, stretching to watch the sun slowly rise. The wind playfully ruffled her long hair and the emerald grass tickled her toes. She stood in a field out by a farm she had stayed at the night before. Once the sun had risen, she thanked the man who had let her stay there the night, and giggled in flirtation as she waved good bye. She grinned inside as his face reddened shyly. She then set off to find the next town, and maybe some better foods than milk and potatoes.
Name: Birch Redbark
Age: 17
Alignment: Chaotic good
Looks: She has tan skin, a lightish brown. Her hair falls down her back in long, dark brown waves, normally left down and shining. Her eyes are the same dark brown and glint with a mysterious emotion, sort of like mischeif and joy combined, and thick long lashes. Her smile is often a mischeivious one, and she often wears flowing gowns in earthy tones such as brown and green and small brown sandals.
Class/Occupation: Traveller
Are you the protector of the forest?: No
History: Birch was born in a small, close family of Dryad travellers. At the age of sixteen, every child in the family set off to travel the world and learn as much about nature as possible, as each person before them had done. Birch couldn't wait for this day to come. She had counted down the days since she was but ten years old, waiting for the day that she could go out and meet all sorts of races. As she had predicted, she loved simply walking out in the fresh air, meeting humans and elves and all the other creatures she could meet.
Other: Birch is a smart girl, though she does not always use her wits, and often gets into trouble. She likes to flirt with the humans, as she is drawn to them and loves how they stare at her beauty, though this is sometimes a foolish thing to do. She is not a good fighter at all, and if she ever got into a fight she would probably end up fleeing or jumping to the first male human to get her out of the situation - that is one of her flaws. She thinks she can trust anyone.
Role Play Sample: "What a lovely morning!" Birch cried, stretching to watch the sun slowly rise. The wind playfully ruffled her long hair and the emerald grass tickled her toes. She stood in a field out by a farm she had stayed at the night before. Once the sun had risen, she thanked the man who had let her stay there the night, and giggled in flirtation as she waved good bye. She grinned inside as his face reddened shyly. She then set off to find the next town, and maybe some better foods than milk and potatoes.
