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XXXXXXXXXXXXXX◊ ◊Devin Willows◊ ◊
XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXX"I get wildly enthuisiastic about the little things... I play with the leaves and run against the wind."



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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXI want to love but I better not touch.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXI want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop.
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{{ Divinity Chloe Willows }}
Human


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    ______________ Here are teh Basics

    My N a m e Divinity Chloe Willows. Just call me Devin.
    My A g e Eighteen
    My G e n d e r Female


    ______________ Diggin a Little Deeper

    i S i d e with the Humans
    Oh yes! i H a v e these I have a little silver scar that’s shaped vaguely like a semi-circle on the outer edge of my right eye. I got it when I was really little and smashed my face on the corner of a table. I also have my Grandma’s name tattooed on the inside of my right arm in cursive.
    Dont you D a r e tell a soul Any guy with good hair and nice butt.
    Im not S h o r t 5”4’
    Dont you dare call me F a t121lbs


    ______________ i thought they were gone

    What i see in the M i r r o r N/A
    This is how i A c t Most people are surprised to find that I’m actually a pretty shy girl when it comes to meeting new people. I tend to stammer and get all tongue tied, especially if it’s a guy I’m talking too. My friends are so used to me being happy, flirty and playful with them they often forget I only like to party when it’s with close friends. I tend to come off as naïve and innocent, which is true I suppose. I’ve lived a pretty sheltered and comfortable life that I know very little about the realities of the world around me. But I learn and I remember. I’m not smart, but I have a good memory. Sometimes people mistake that memory for genius. But the secret to my good grades lies in studying and paying attention in class.

    I like to learn and I’m generally curious about everything. Sometimes sticking my nose where it doesn’t belong. My passions sway and change with the wind, but there are a few things that demand my determination. I’m not overly stubborn, and I can see reason. Like most people however, just because I realized I made a mistake or I was wrong doesn’t mean I’ll admit it.

    Of course, every one has their faults, right? My biggest one is simple. I love a good story. Gossip in particular. And once I get my hands on a juicy bit of info I carefully categorize it in that memory of mine and save it for a later date when it may useful. Then tell all my friends. I can’t keep a secret. I may not be good at defending myself when confronted with a problem, but I am good with getting revenge. And that little piece of information I remembered from long ago usually comes in handy. I also tend to get a little annoying and clingy. I wish I could say I’m independent but with out someone else to lean on, I would crumble under the slightest pressure.

    Oh yes i L o v e to be on Uke
    Look at what i can D o Dancing is my biggest most known talent. Second place is my skill in the kitchen where I like to concoct tasty new meals and deserts. Third… Well, I like to read and I’m pretty good at it. But that’s not really a skill now is it?
    Oh Y e s Books, Libraries, Good food, herbs, floral scents, Thunderstorms, Video games, Sweets (Chocolate or peppermint are my fave!), teddies and swimming.
    Oh no Strong odors, Spiders, Loosing, burnt food, problems I can‘t solve, being embarrassed, Dirt/grim/un-organized messes/unwashed people, and the sight of blood.


    ______________ And im Spent

    Did i F o r g e t anything else I come from a big family. Infact, I have six older brothers. My parents came into a good bit of money a while back when they won the lotto. Not to mention we were well off before that. With that money, they invested into a whole bunch of businesses and expanded the family fortune. After my grandpa’s death when I was nine, my Grandma came to live with us. She was my biggest role model and I loved her dearly. Her death was hard, and I still find myself missing her advice when ever disaster rears it’s ugly head.
    Like M u s i c to my ears'']] Rosemary’s Granddaughter- Jessica Andrews
    The V o i c e in my head
    Meridon Amaranth
    The C o l o r s of my soul Mediumpurple= Speech
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My mother chose... ❞
        Nikita Tululah Willows

But I prefer... ❞
        Kita, Tuli or Niki

I wear... ❞
        Dressess

The best day of the year... ❞
        Storm Moon 21

Strange you ask... I'm... ❞
        Nineteen


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Can't you tell... ❞
        Nikita is slender and athletic. Her body is well toned, but not to muscular. Her mother would have a fit if she looked anything but a pretty and obediant little girl. Her skin is naturally dark, and smooth. She has few blemishes and takes pride in her flawless skin. She's always clean and well kept, even if people think that taking a bath makes you sick. She simply can't stand being covered in dirt. Tuli tends to keep her hair down, combed straight and decorated with veils and gems purchased from gypsies. Her color of choice is red or green, but she's also known to wear black.

My pretty hair... ❞
        Brown

My great big eyes, shine... ❞
        Green

I got this from... ❞
        She has an interesting marking on her left shoulder. It's the shape of a pheonix and a scar. It was burnt into her arm long ago when she had been young and stupid. Even though she had been bethrothed and knew of it since the age of twelve, she couldn't help but fall for another young man. He had been in prison and Tuli had met when trying to find her father at the guard house. When he had been released for what ever crime it was he commited, the young man who called himself 'pheonix' had Nikita wrapped around his finger. Her convinced her to run away with him so she wouldn't have to marry whom ever she was engaged to as she agreed. When the man met her, he kidnapped her and burnt the mark into her shoulder. He had planned to sell her into slavery after a while of toying with her but was caught by Kita's father. This betrayal has also played a role in her eagerness to help her father capture the king of thieves. She has gotten this strange notion that all men who her father hunts are like the young man whom hurt her all those years ago.


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        Kita was born into a well off family. They were certainly not the rich, but her father made enough money as the captain of the royal guard to keep his family fed and clothed. Having no noble blood anywhere’s in her veins, the threat of her father loosing his job was one of her biggest fears growing up. Nikita rather liked her simple, but comfortable life. Most of her younger years were spent playing with the other guards children, or running errands for various shop keepers for a penny or two. Her mother taught her how to sew, cook and even read. Her father more or less treated her like a princess, but was always away at work. So it was obvious the Kita became far closer to her mother. When she reached the age of twelve, her mother told her about her past. Pipper Willows, who’s last name was White at the time had once been a prostitute. She had worked along side many women, but had developed a close relationship to one in particular. Her name was Moena Irving. Apparently after getting pregnant, Moena had deserted her life on the streets to raise her child better. Not long after, Pipper met Kita’s father, Kegan Willows. The two friend had kept in touch through letters and not long after Nikita was born, the two women decided their children should be married. They arranged it and Kegan approved of the match.

        Her mother never told Tuli more then that, and Niki became used to the idea of being engaged to man she didn’t even know. A few years passed before Nikita was approached by her father. The man had heard stories that her betrothed was the king of thieves, and had so far proven elusive. Turns out Kegan had a plan. He started to train his daughter in the use of weapons. She only had so many years to learn, but she did have his blood in her veins and proved herself a quick learner. First, she was taught how to wield the quarterstaff. Then the spear, soon followed by thin knives meant to slip between a mans ribs or thrown. Her task was simple, she was to apprehend her husband after their ‘marriage’ and bring him to her father. This all had to happen without Pippers knowledge. The woman wouldn’t take kindly to her husband and daughter arresting her deceased friends son after all. Kita agreed because she wanted her fathers approval. And he was a thief after all… (Story under the 'special markings section is also an important pieve of history. It happened when she was fifteen.)



I have been told... ❞

        +Observant
        +Curious
        +Daredevil
        +Adventurous
        +Stubborn
        +Compassionate
        +Gentle
        +A quick Learner
        +Wise
        +Gentle


I am engaged to... ❞
        The King of Thieves


Thus placing me as the... ❞
        … Queen of thieves and my fathers enemy.


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I wield a... ❞
        The only weapons she carries on her is the thin bladed knives hidden on her person. But any stick thick enough that happens to be lying around can be used as a weapon as well.

I adore... ❞
        Storms
        Reading
        Snakes
        Food
        Sweets
        Her Lyre (Like a harp. See in picture)
        Music
        Taverns
        Practicing combat with her fathers soldiers
        Cool weather
        Comfy beds
        Sewing
        Stories

I abhor... ❞
        Spiders
        Feeling dirty
        Cold water
        Loosing
        Strong odours
        Hot weather
        Spicy foods
        Messy writing
        Forgetfulness
        Sore throats

Oh! I forgot this... ❞
        N/A


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Merely a puppet on strings... ❞
        Meridon Amaranth
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                ______shoω mε yoυr [ identification card ] so i knoω it's yoυ
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Nikita Tululah Featherchild
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Twenty-one
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ June 15th
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ French Canadian&Native America (Metis)
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Sanguine Vampire
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Five feet on the dot.
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Black
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Blue
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Seke
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ I have no need to work, but sometimes teach ballroom dance to children.

                ______it's timε to [ dig deeper ] for bεttεr clarity
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                [+]Storms; I can't help but be awed by mother natures power. I enjoy watching the lightning and dancing with the rain and wind. I also adore the smell of 'clean' that is left after a storm is finished.
                [+]Books; There's nothing that can compare with loosing yourself in a tale far from ones lives. I read fantasies mainly, but histories interest me as well.
                [+]Dance; It's good excercise and beautiful to watch. I knew how to dance before I could walk... At least, that's what my mother says. Like all vampires, I had a natural grace so it was obvious I was going to be good at dancing.
                [+]Music; I can't play an instrument to save my life. And my voice is pleasing, yes, but nothing spectacular. I much perfer listening to various genres and finding unique rythms and the like to move too.
                [+]Hiking; There's nothing like getting back to nature. Usually, hiking for me usually involves my feline form and racing through dense forests and jungles.
                [+]Jewellery; They sparkle, they're pretty and make the perfect accessory no matter what occasion it is.
                [+]Hunting/Stalking; What can I say? I just get a thrill out of stalking my next meal.

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                [-]Uncleanliness; I hate dirt and messes. I espicially hate it when it's a person who is dirty. I can stand unorganised rooms, though it irks me.
                [-]Strong odours; My nose may not be as sensitive as the wolves and their kin but certain smells like unwashed bodies or strong perfumes make my stomach churn.
                [-]Black Coffee; I just can't stand it's taste or smell. The only way I will drink it is if it's loaded with sugar and cream.
                [-]Broken nails; Unattractive and painful. Need I say more?
                [-]Revealing clothing; Sure, I like v-necks and short skirts. But when you get girls wearing skirts that show off their bottoms or far to much boob, it just aggrivates me. There's no respect in that.

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                [X]Rivers and other bodies of water with a strong under-current; I can't swim very well and had a bad expirience in my youth.
                [X]Being paralyzed; Not being able to walk, dance and being totally relient on some else is probably my biggest fear. I couldn't like like that, and have a great respect for those who can.

                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ I'm not exactly what many expect a vampire to act like. Naive, innocent and hopelessly optimisitic, people say I often don't notice the world around me or the negative side of humanity. My optimism is usuall well received by the others, but there is a point where it can get annoying, I know that. Espicially since I strongly believe that everything will work out no matter what, and that hours and hours of planning are useless. I believe that best strategy is no strategy. That way you don't set yourself up for errors when a plan doesn't work out.

                Another endearing yet potentially annoying characteristic of mine is my never ending child like curiosity. I can't help it if I like to know everything that has nothing to do with the situation at hand and stick my nose in places it doesn't belong. Many of my friends worry that this need to figure things out and the lack of thought behind my actions are going to get me into danger. That and the fact I'm like a child in many ways. I tend to be more eager to goof off then get to work. I have problems finding that point when seriousness is needed, but usually can catch a hint after a bit. I only manage to reign myself in because I'm eager to please.

                The only time when I'm serious on my own is when my friends and companions are in danger. One of the most important things to me is keeping my friends and loved ones happy and safe. Protective and deadly when I need to be make me a formidable opponent in battle. The more people to protect, the more dangerous I become. In battle I'm selfless, taking hits for the others if I can. I may be weaker physically then some, but I heal fast. Mind over matter, right?

                Of course, I also protect my friends when off the battle field. Forever concerned about the others well being, I often make time to talk to people -Sometimes even strangers-, trying to fix problems or ease injuries of the mind and soul. I can be surprisingly caring, gentle and warm, ready with a smile and a hug for those who need it. This is about the only time I show there's more thought process going on behind me eyes then I let on.

                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ My body is my best weapon, but if something happens to be lying around that I can use…
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Clouded leopard
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ I‘m an elegant dancer and have a green thumb.

                ______takε a look [ in the mirror ] and tεll mε ωhat yoυ sεε
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                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ My ears are pierced, but I can't stand any other piercings. Espically belly-buttom piercings. So many horror stories...
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ I have my grandfathers name tattooed on the inside of my right wrist, and what many call a ‘tramp stamp.’ My second tattoo is made up of thin vines and flowers that stretch around my hip and almost reach my navel.
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ I am never without my ankh pendant and an assortment of other trinkets. I love jewels, gems and precious metals.

                ______so many pagεs to the [ novel ] of my lifε
                xxƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ I was born a sanguine vampire, and raised by my mother and grandparents. I had a happy enough childhood, and enough wealth to have however many toys and pets I desired. My mother kept me hidden from the world, or she tried to as best as she could, but my dear old grandpapa would sneak my out of our country home and into the city when my mom was off doing business. My grandmother kept it a secret as well. I used to love going to city, even if we had to during the day. I never asked why we only visited half the city at that age. I was far to happy to be out and about with my grandpa. These trips were all the more special because I wasn't spoiled. I was only allowed one gift so I would spend hours deciding, contemplating and reasoning out what I wanted more. These items became more precious and valuable to me.

                As I aged and my curiosity peaked, I started to dare going farther and farther into the city. My grandpa had let me have more freedom as I aged, and I was allowed to explore on my own. So long as I didn't cross the line he'd drawn on my map. Like I'd listen to him. At first, I would just stand there on the street marked, watching people on the other side. They looked like everyone else. There was no difference. Then, I started to cross the street and venture further and further. I continued this for about a year before I realised why my grandpa had given me my boundaries. I bet you could imagine my fear and shock when I was came across werewolves. Apparently I was trespassing. I had only been fourteen at the time and these creatures were full grown. I knew that they hated me from the look in their eyes but I couldn't understand why. They had never met me before. They didn't know who I was or whom I was related too. I tried to reason, to talk.

                You can't reason with werewolves when invading their land. I took off, running as fast as I could without drawing the attention of humans. The wolves didn't follow and I first I didn't understand it. Then realised how it would have looked to humans if they saw three grown men and a woman chasing down a fourteen year old. Needless to say, I never crossed the line again. I did need answers how ever. I read all the histories my mother kept in our library about vampires and soon discovered what a werewolf was, and why they hated us so. I was embarrased and angry that such an important piece of knowledge had been kept from me. For the longest time I refused to associate or be around any of my family. Until gradma died. My grandma wasn't actually related to me. Grandpa had remarried after his first wife died. My grandma had been a Psychic and therefore far more prone to disease. She died of her illness not long after contracting it. My grandfather was heart broken and decided to take his own life.

                My grandpa had never been selfish. Never. So I couldn't understand this act. It was the most selfish thing a person (or vampire) could ever do. And why had he left me so soon after grandma? From that point on, life passed me by. I found happiness with others where I could escape my torment, and tried my best to never be alone. Cause that's when the depression came back... And the nightmares. Ever since i've been getting by day to day. My friends know nothing about what lies under the happy girl they see every day because I don't let them. I moved into the city a while back, took up residence in an appartement suite. I socialise during the day, hunt at night then go to sleep before my memories come to haunt me.

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                  » Age / Birthday: Twenty-One//June 15th
                  » Body build: Nikita is fit, but has a softness to her that makes many assume she's not very athletic.
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                  » Sexuality / Relationship status: Heterosexual//Single
                  » Alliance: The Hantos
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Sometimes I drive so fast...
...Just to feel the danger.

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I want to scream...
...It makes me feel alive.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXX◊ ◊Nikita Tululah Willows◊ ◊
XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXX"And if you find you've fallen. And all your grace is gone. Just scream for me and I'll be what you're falling on."



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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXIn you I feel pretty. In you I taste God.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXWe must never be apart.
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Cause I lie...
...Not be cause I want too.

Maybe this is all a part of my flawed design
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But I seem to need too...
...All the time.

Ayita Tululah Willows
"Now I'm having trouble differentiating between what want and what I need to make me happy. So instead of thinking I just act before I have a chance to contemplate the consequence of action."







And if I ask permission. If I make sure it's ok. I promise I wont slip up this time. You can trust me.But never take advice from someone who just admitted to being devious. Who just confessed to treason.

The memories ease the pain inside. Now I know why.
All my memories keep you near.
It's all about us, Imagined you'd be here.
All of my memories keep you near.
The silent whispers, the silent tears.

And I'll pull your crooked teeth...
...You'll be perfect just like me.

We must never be apart.

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Name
Tallulah Chaya Willows
Age
Ninteen
Gender
Female
Personality
Tuli is a fairly withdrawn and reserved girl. She doesn't speak much about herself and tends to be a little timid around strangers. She warms up easily enough however. Curious, innocent and a child at heart, Tuli tends to get herself in trouble fairly often by sticking her nose where it's not wanted. Her naviety is almost endearing, and she likes learning new things. Tuli wants to impress people, like any eager child does, and will go out of her way to help others. Many believe she's an airhead and sometimes even Tuli wonders what's going on in that brain of hers, but never underestimate her. She may not be the best fighter (Physically or verbally), but there's alot more going on behind those big pretty eyes then she lets on.
Biography.
Tuli was born into a big family. She had six older brothers to be exact. Her parents had never had much luck with money and many nights Tallulah and her brothers went to bed hungry. The house, if one could call it that, that the family lived in was tiny and in disrepair. Plaster was falling of the walls and the roof leaked. Tuli shared a room with four of her brothers. The other two slept in the living room. School was harsh for her, and she was bullied at first. But when the abused and broken hearted girl told her brothers the story... Well, she doesn't know exactly what they did but no one ever openly made fun of her again.

Of course, she never had any of the latest fashions, her clothes were purchased from second hand stores and the only luxury items she owned were books. She could loose herself in the novels and often wished she could be some brave herione in an epic adventure to save a kigndom. On one particular night, as she curled into bed her desire to lead a different life was far more stronger then usual. She didn't usually fight with her family, but her parents had gotten a call from school saying that she had been skipping classes. Her mom automatically assumed that meant drugs were involved and everything went downhill from there. Tuli hadn't been doing drugs no, but she had been getting intimate with a boy she had met not that long ago. Eventually one of her brothers fessed up to Tuli's secret after she had confided in him. Needless to say Tallulah was embarrased, upset and ashamed. When she woke up the next morning, things were a little diffrent. Namely the fact that she was in a forest and no longer a human.
I Am a
Phoenix
When I was Human...
I hardly remember what it was like...
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When Tallulah woke up, she was in the form of a phoenix. She hadn't even been aware that she could turn into a human until very recently. All that it requires is a little concentration. And seeing as how she's a bird, her singing voice is beyond amazing.
Puppeteer
Meridon Amaranth
A little bit of history...

"Dragons once lived, my child. Long ago when the world was still bountiful and King Caleb’s great great grandfather was on the thrown. They ruled skies, regal beasts and beautiful. And along side them were the riders. These humans upheld the law protected and the land of Ayita from the Kingdoms across the sea. But happiness and peace can not last so long as humans walk the earth. You see, dragon scale and dragon horns were very powerful materials. They could be made into weapons and armour. Humans were only allowed to remove these parts from dragons deceased of natural causes. But we are greedy by nature. Hunters started to bring down these majestic beings. Secretly at first. These men and women, cruel and disgusting, soon learned of a third benefit to killing dragons; Their blood. The hunter whom delivered the killing blow could drink a dragons blood and be granted powers beyond our wildest imagination. And they became immortal, ageless. As this knowledge became public, more and more people desired to kill the beast that protected them King Alexander II tried his best to stop the bloodshed, but the people weren’t listening. Even the Kings guard and army refused to leave the dragons alone.

Three years after later, and all the dragons had been slaughtered. There riders, unable to live without the one they had shared their soul with withered away to nothing. Lost and alone. But a legend has been passed down in our family. It speaks of four dragons who were able to escape. They hide themselves in a cave riddled with mazes and traps so only those of good intentions may find where they sleep…."
...Times have changed.


King Caleb had passed on long ago. Disease and old age finally catching up to him. His only heir, Alexander IV, only ten years old took the thrown and ruled the kingdom. Or tried too. The land fell into despair, the boy King had no idea how to run an economy and their defences slowly withered away to nothing. Advisors after advisors tried to help the child, but no one could get through to him. King Alexander IV didn’t see what he was doing to his people. He didn’t care so long as he got the latest trinket and a minimum of three meals a day. Any law that had once been enforced was forgotten about and crime rose. Nobles got richer, and the poor stayed very, very poor. Several groups formed to aid those unfortunate like themselves, but the most prominent was known simple as ‘Novus vita’ or ‘New life.’ This group of thieves stole from the richest and most prominent nobles they could; Gems, food, money, whatever they could get their hands on that would be of worth to poor people of Racklion City.

But their rein would come to a swift end. The King didn’t like his friends things being stolen and sent the best of the best after these criminals. The group of ten slowly dwindled to four, most of their companions were hung and left on display as examples. Needless to say, Novus Vita could no longer stay in the city. So the remaining four set off and decided to make a hide away in a series of underground tunnels they found. It was quite some time before they discovered their hide out was shared by something very unexpected.

The leader of the group, and ‘adopted’ sister stumbled upon a room they had never seen before. It was lit with strange stone and in the center of the room, for serpentine bodies were curled up. Dust lightly coating their backs and wings. The presence of the humans stirred two the creatures and a bond was formed the minute creature and human made eye contact. Tullulah, The leaders ‘sister’ was marked with a purple paw print in the middle of her forehead and the leader was marked with a red feather. The pain of the bonding caused both humans to make quite a fair bit of noise, and attract the attention of the two remaining N.V members. They were bonded immediately as well. The girl with a green butterfly and the boy with a blue fox. The four fell into a deep slumber, and awoke three days later.

Other then the marks on their foreheads, there was no proof of what had happened. The creatures have disappeared and the humans are left to figure out what just happened…


This is where our roleplay starts. Though there isn’t much of a plot yet, don’t worry. After we get the first few posts done, I will make a post to introduce what exactly it is that our group of thieves and dragons will be up too. Obviously, the humans will be waking up in their introduction posts. And our dragons will be out hunting. They’ve been asleep for a very long time and need something to eat…
Our World is very colourful...

The setting for now is simple. The cave in which both riders and dragons had chosen for their hideout is very unassuming from the outside. Infact, it looks more or less like a massive whole in the ground. In order to get in and out, the riders use ropes. The dragons can fly out, but it's a very tight fit for most of them. The area around the cave is an overgrown pine forest that's so far from humans, it's always full of animals. The humans and dragons can hunt the deer, elk or small game in the area and forage berries from nearby bushes. It cool on the surface, but warmed then the caves.

Racklion city is a good days walk from their current location, on horse about half a says ride. Dragons could fly there in a little under three hours. Racklion is Ayita's capital and it's fairly obvious that it was once a great place to be. But thanks to King Alexanders ignorance and lack of concern, garbage litters the street and the once grand buldings are starting to fall apart. Death can be found around every corner, though the army and city guards try their best to remove bodies and animal carcasses as fast as they can.

The castle is located in the center of the city, it rises far up into sky. The towers were where the last riders used to stay and are very spacy for the amount of dragons that would sleep there. Now that the towers are no longer in use, they've started to fall apart. The inside of the castle will be described later. None of our character shall be there for some time yet... I didn't go into much detail because I want all of us to add our own creativeness to this world. Just make sure to read everybodies post so there's no conflicting times, weather or location.
...Time for the cast to take their bow.

Novus Vita, A.K.A The Dragon Riders

The Leader// OPEN (AGE 2 cool

Marked with the red feather to show that he is both a warrior but capable of compasion. All in all, this character is similar to 'Robin Hood.' He has his flaws, but is blessed with a good heart and strong will. He is the eldest in the group, and a reserved with most people. The only person who's able to get him to talk is Tullulah, a young girl whom he found and cared for when she was a very young child of nine and he no more then fifteen. Their bond developped into one that's more similar to siblings then anything else.

Tullulah// Meridon Amaranth (Age 22)

No one knows who she really is, and she rather likes it that way. Her past is her little secret and she'll reveal when the time is right. She lived on the streets for most her life, her mother nothing more then a lowly prostitute. Tali had seen and done things most children should never be forced to put up with and in the end, it nearly left her dead. That was when the leader of New Life took her in. He cared for her and she taught him the art of theft. She looked up to the leader like an older brother and he turned out to be the most important figure in her life. When King Caleb died two years back, she convinced the Leader to create Novus Vita and help out the less fortunate. Tali was marked with a purple paw print. The meaning behind the colour confused many, for it was purple the colour of regalness, creativity and royalty. The paw print of a bear was meant to symbolize her protective nature, strength of character and cunning.

Female member// OPEN (AGE 24)

She was the first member other then Tali to join the group. She developped a friendship with the younger girl and gave Tali a chance to be a woman for once. This fiesty female was a courtesan, trained by the best and far more respected then the average prostitute. She often spent time in King Calebs court and was known to be favored by most noble men. Her beauty was the thing of legends, and she was nearly as good at fighting. When she joined N.V she became a spy, and someone who would find ways into the nobles homes. Sometimes even serve as the distraction. Her participation in the group wasn't discovered until she disapeared with Tali, The leader and the final member. She was marked with the Green butterly. This symbol speaks of elegance, spirituality and loyalty.

Male member// Open (AGE 27)

He was the last recruited member, and perhaps the strangest. You see, this man was a noble from a kingdom from across the sea. His customs are different, along with his beliefs and fighting styles. He came to Ayita when his father arranged a marriage to a noble girl who was weak, simpering and essentially everything he hated in a woman. He has a sense of humor, and can sometimes come off as perverted, but where he came from complementing a girls breast was common practice... He was marked with the blue hawk. In other words; he's honest, loyal, determined and not easily swayed.


The Dragons//

Ekaru// Meridon Amaranth

This dragon chose female two to be his rider. He awoke to her presence because he believes that spirituality and the hardships of the life she chose to lead made her a stronger person. His green butterfly is located on his chest, and contrasts with his read and black scales.

Female Dragon One// OPEN

This dragon likes nobleness in a person, and the typical leader characteristics. So it was obvious that she awoke the moment the N.V Leader stepped into the room. Though she's more child like and playful then the other dragons, don't let her act fool you. She's smart, cunning and very much like Tali. The red feather of this dragon runs along the top of her tail.

Male Dragon Two// OPEN

Tali's dragon is a fun loving, care free and slightly humorous creature. Like her, he's protective of the ones he cares for. He often doesn't come off as smart as the other dragons, but he is the strongest and the biggest. His temper is legendary however, and it's best to stay on his good side. His Paw print mark is located on his right thigh.

Female Dragon Two// OPEN

There's nothing this dragon loves more then a good fight. She's energetic, moody and sometimes viewed as cold. The only time she shows her soft side is when she's alone with her rider. Her feelings are easily hurt, but she doesn't react with saddness. Instead her defenses go up and the fighter in her emerges. Her blue hawk symbol is hidden on her side and covered by her wings when not flying.
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»Leah Esmerelda Villataro«
"You're always so problematic. You're drama is cinematic. "


    ∞The Basics∞
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      • My Parents Messed Up, So Call Me...: Leah, Esme
      • Don't Remind Me I'm...: Eighteen
      • Isn't it clear that I am a: Female
      • This Day Should Be Every Day!: June 13th, 1991?!
      • If you were wondering, I'm into: Men.
      • Is being : 5'4 that bad?
      • Stupid scale...:112lbs
      • This is Me, Deal with It: The Secretive One
      • I'm a sucker for: Any guy with a cute butt.


    ∞Extra Details∞
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      • Lookin' Sharp!: Her ears and her belly button.
      • Skin doodles, anyone?: A flower tatoo on her right side and her grandfathers names in cursive on the inside of her right arm.
      • Don't you love my: chocolate eyes?
      • Natural or not, I have: brown hair
      • So I took this personality quiz, and it said I was...:
      Leah is classified as secretive for one reason, she rarely shows anyone whom she truly is. She hides behind her lies and fears the girl she really is. She would die if she wasn't accepted. On the surface, the mask Esme has constructed, she's a diva, party animal and a drama queen. She uses words and gossip as weapons and is able to weild them better then any sword master can hold his blade. But people don't see this unless they are the target of her spite. To those she 'cares' about, she's protective and maybe even gentle. She's also incredibly fun to hang around if she likes you. However, loyal is not a word in her vocabularly. Once you've gotten yourself on her bad side, be prepared for anything this fiesty b***h can throw.

      Esme is considered narcisitic and vain, and always looks her best. Primped, pretty and and trying to be perfect, the girl Esme portrais can be summed up in one word. Fake. The one thing many fear is that Leah will loose herself in her lie and secrets and no longer be able to find the sweet girl she can be.

      But as previously stated, the snobby persona is a barrier to protect the inner child. Her feelings are easily hurt, and she's compassionate in ways many couldn't understand. She hates and adores her lies, and is very easily confused about where she wants to end up in life. The very few people who've penetrated her shell know that she is playful, warm and very friendly. She's as vunerable as anybody else, but has just found a way to defend herself from the cruelties of the world by keeping secrets and putting lies in their place.


        ∞There is more!∞
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        • Seeing isn't always believing my dear mind reader.


          • I might be proud of it, but I might not be...
            Born into wealth and a world where beauty is more valuable then knowledge, it's no wonder Esme became the girl she is. A debutante, aritocrate and rich b***h all made her tough in a way those not born into high society can't understand. Right from the start, her life was filled with lies and gossip. She was forced to behave and sit still during tea parties, and never play outside where she could ruin her pretty clothes. Sure, her parents loved her as most parents should, but this life changes people.

            She went to private school for elementary, but her parents realised that their daughter was only learning to cause problems and be trouble. So they sent her to a public school where she could encounter people that would hopefully settle her down some. They were wrong. She automatically thought herself better then the others due to her large family prophet and dominated the school scene. No one knew the real Esme, but anyone who hadn't 'pledged their alliegence' to this drama queen would find themselves the butt of everyones jokes and bullied beyond reason.

            The power she had gained became her addiction and even when she started to realise what she was doing was wrong, she couldn't stop. She didn't want to become the omega in this vicious pack. As she mattured, she began to hate herself and become more withdrawn. Her real life and essentially anything that could pull her from her throne became a secret. No one knew anything about her other then she had the school wrapped around her pretty little claws. Of course, when it came to teachers, she was the sweetest little angel she could be. A perfect mask of innocence and naivety. And her semi-good grades and study habits helped. She may have never been the smartest girl, but as far as the teachers knew she was trying her best.

            When not at school there were a few things that filled her times, the main one being video games. That's right, a Diva can't help but adore one of the things that make her victims so... Easy to target. Besides what she considers her dorkiest pass time, Leah dows a lot of swimming, horse back riding and hanging out with her older brothers, Antonio and Geo. But when not doing any of the above, she can be found in her dance studio. Esme has always been a good dancer. Right from the minute she could walk she trained in Ballet, ballroom and gymnastics. As she got older, she widened her studdies and developped a passion for belly dancing. She studies the history, dance and costumes. Dance is considered her one true passion.


        ∞Cross my heart.∞
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        • Can't live without my...
          ◘ Video games
          ◘ Dance
          ◘ Thunder storms
          ◘ Fruits
          ◘ Swimming

        • Keep those away from me!
          ◘ Spiders
          ◘ broken nails
          ◘ Strong odours
          ◘ Math
          ◘ Boring people

        • A few personal memos
          ◘"Now I'm having trouble differientiating between what I want and what I need."
          ◘"Fake it, if you're out of direction. Fake it, If you don't belong. Fake it, if you feel like affection."

        • Sing today, Sing forever...


      ∞END...?∞
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      • Dibs on these!
        Darkmagenta, Mediumpurple and coral.

      • The true mastermind in my brain is:
        Meridon Amaranth
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Some day you shall flee...
...Panting and weak.
Master Passion Greed

Nikita Tululah Silversand
"All your love is lie. You one night butterfly. Hurt me, be the one. Whoever brings the night."

With awakening the tears will begin

All within me gone but pain and hope...
...Hoping that the pain would fade away.



Is there a life before a death?
Do we long to much?
And never live it?

Running for her life,
The dark rain from her eyes still falls.
Breathtaking butterfly,
Chose a dark day to live.

Save one breath for me.

Oh how wish, for soothing rain

My flower withered between the pages two and three...
...The once and forever bloom gone with my sins

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