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 Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2023 7:00 am
 (Art by Scarlett Arbuckle)
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2023 7:48 am
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2023 7:50 am
Info
Father = Viltre
Mother = Variel
2nd Mother = Einsol
Sister = Tiahem
...and lots of other extended family.
Personality:
Scribish: Loves to write and organize and do paperwork.
Socially Intelligent:
Manipulative: When she has to be. She doesn't do it for giggles.
Empathetic:
History:
Iorhell lives at the ranch which is the current family base of operations. It is a good place with lots of critters and plants to play with.
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2023 9:07 am
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2023 9:07 am
Pets
Keldari - sky blue with white tribal marks - male -
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2023 8:07 pm
Iorhel walked past her father's door, her green eyes widened in horror. He must have had to leave in a hurry. His desk was never this messy how inefficient she disks hesitated, then moved to organize the space properly. Coins counted and stacked paperwork filed empty plates taken away. Finally it was presentable and she moved on, humming to herself she loved to make order out of chaos, right angles and neat lines. It was a good day. She drifted through the kitchen into two pieces of fruit she also stopped by her room to get to painting supplies. The ranch had so many good views and she wanted to capture them all. She took a deep breath made an excited noise and ran off. The pounding of her feet echoed the rapid beat of her heart. She loved to run. She loved to go fast walking slowly. She would rather let a beast do the work. It was a big quick, but it was not like there was a shortage of critters that would not let her live them. They were on a ranch after all, she hiked up a small hill and started to work on a watercolor painting. It was so very fun. It was with painting that she got the best form of creative Elise. It made a good day go to amazing time usually fluid she painted and she wouldn't notice its flow. By the time she was finished. He was also rather hot and in need of fluids. Stopping at a clear running stream she stopped to take a drink three paintings in and the day was pretty much done, which was fine because it was also quite hot out again. She's paused. It was getting to that time of year. She wasn't sure she was ready for that but better off trying to stop the tide. Another last cause she hated sunburns and she occasionally got them in spring before her skin adjusted to the excess amounts of sunlight, which was often to happen in summers. she admired her work in the shade of a large mature tree in their yard. Not half bad. The practice really was improving her eye over time odd how adults were sometimes so read about some things and completely clueless with others. She thought it most amusing indeed. Yes. Many people were amusing to her in one way or another. That was part of the beauty of meeting new people. See the sun turned her philosophical. She knew she had been out too long. She would have a bit of a headache tomorrow, no doubt about it. But these fresh springtime woes would feed and blaze into summer and all the gifts of a good and bountiful harvest that was to come. It was something to celebrate.
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Posted: Sun Jun 18, 2023 5:26 pm
It was a bright and sunny day and she was out for a walk on the beach, the tide had just gone out so she had plenty of time for proper shell hunting. Mom and Dad were nearby just in case but she was pretty sure they were canoodling in the shade. You moving on. She walked a wave down the beach looking for anything interesting for her very tidy nature collection that she kept in boxes that grandpa coyote had made for her. Nothing struck her interest so she kept moving, crossing the sand like she was born to. Eventually she came to a small sheltered Cove and decided to check it out to see what she could see. It was quiet and sweet here pleasing to the eye. In fact, the boulders neatly rounded the sand in swishy rigid patterns on the sky a rich deep blue, your hell decided that this would be a better place to be. She would relax for a bit hunt for trinkets and then head home but first maybe a short dip in the ocean to cool off and refresh herself. When she got just far enough that she was actively swimming she found some large weird sized and shaped objects. Watermelon, maybe curious she lately ran her hand against one and enjoyed the smooth, smooth feel. They were connected by a weird jell substance inside each ball with a smaller black ball. Strange, she murmured trying to figure it out. The forest steam do rumble with a deep roar startled she turned towards the shore and saw a large black snap Trotter on the shore. Eggs these must be eggs of something large and the snap Trotter was intent on a meal she was in between a food source and a predator. And in between apparent critter and its babies and impossibly large parents thought well she should have stayed closer to her parents in hindsight. This now snap Trotter was a very dark gray with large spots near the tail that were darker. It was getting into the water when a yodel appeared on the shore of the thing was so big she figured it must be what had made the roar in the first place. Goodbye cruel world. It was unlikely she would survive this encounter in any recognizable form. util were just so huge. It was like an angry amphibious house walking around with a clutch of eggs. Each egg must be quite nutrient dense to provoke this kind of prey response. She looked around and found a board and a flat piece of wood floating nearby maybe there had been a shipwreck. She swam over put herself between the Trotter and the eggs and started to count. Pound the board vehemently. Your hell would do her best to change her fate. If she could continue convinced the yodel she meant no harm. She might have a slight chance of surviving this. The snap Trotter slowed, confused and then turn to swim for its life in a different direction. She began to swim away from the eggs and was bobbing around when the little swam past it looked at them and then as if to say a quiet thank you it could well have growled and hadn't growled.
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Posted: Sun Jun 18, 2023 5:40 pm
solo 3
She had been awarded to keldari egg for helping Cathy's breed his two snakes. She was incredibly excited to have him fall in love with lurks link, and most especially Ray who belong to her mama Einsol. Ray was a bright and sunny fellow who always made her day better. She put her egg in a blinky box in the warmest part of the records room, but not in the sun. It was nearly ready to hatch so she made sure to check it quite often. In the meantime, the office was again a great big mess that drove her a little crazy. Okay, a lot crazy. Everything needed labeled sorted and accessioned property no doubt it would take her hours. Delightful. She did love sorting things. First, she took all the scattered papers, and after stacking them she sorted them labeled them and filed them checking on her egg every so often. It was such a perfect day she took in a deep breath of enjoyment she was doing herself assigned job really well. Now that she had fixed the logistics she would work on the aesthetics. She took a moment and assessed the color scheme in the office before skipping to the garden that grandma Ninh maintained. There she selected the perfect flowers for the bouquet that she thought would bring her father joy. Then she made two other special for each of her moms with their favorite colors. She delivered her mama's flowers in the shade where they would be sure to find them then she put daddy's bouquet in a nice face and put it where it would not put any of the paper is at risk. She hoped it pleased him. She was always very careful with the papers doing exactly as she had been told and trained. So he could find it in no time she excelled and it made her very proud and then she enjoyed it to boot. Now she had a bunch of time to babysit her egg until it hatched. She read to it, drew it and told it all about her family and the ranch in general. Someday soon she hoped it would hatch for her soon enough she was awarded when she noticed a small crack in the shell she doubts from foot to foot but apparently hatching took some time. She fidgeted worried and helped where she could alter gently. It was a slow process, but it was entirely worth it to despite her excitement and anxiety, a little blue snoot poked its way out of the egg followed by the rest of the body marked with tribal like white markings. I'm going to name you tattoo May she followed all of the instructions that her family had given her before attaching she maneuvered marveled at the teeny serpentine form in her poem. He was tired after all of that hard work of hatching and he rested gratefully in her palm.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2023 2:12 pm
Youngling Growth Form Character Name: Iorhel
Current Location: Matori
Journal: XXX
Growth Point Links:
Solo 1 470 XXX
+ Solo 2 550 XXX
+ Solo 3 494 (5) XXX = 5
Variel x Iorhel - XXX 5
Iorhel x Amathrag x Kellye x Tathyryal - Written XXX 5
Physical Description: dm on discord for outfit and hair insp as it is saved on my lappy greenish/tealish matori color shirt
Body Type: very thin and willowy like her dad
Preferred Artists: Any of Scar Kana or Ely
WIPs: Yes
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