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 Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 6:54 pm
Oh, I'm a good old Rebel
Now that's just what I am
For this fair 'land of freedom'
I do not care a damn.
I'm glad I fought against it
I only wish we'd won.
And I don't want no pardon
For anything I've done.
I can't take up my sword
And fight' em now no more
But I ain't a-goin'to love' em
Now that is damn well sure
And I don't want no pardon
For what I was and am
And I won't be reconstructed
And I do not give a damn.
~"Unreconstructed Rebel"~
Old Folk Song
Table of Contents
1. Table of Contents and Opening
2. Setting and Background Information
3. Malcolm Lansing
4. Aeron
5. Cerys
6. Remiel Quillan
7. Taliesin
8. Aaralyn Reeds
9. Aislinn
10. Bevil Rynders and Byron Rynders
11. Leander
12. Reserved
13. Extra Art
14. Role Play Log
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Journals
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 6:56 pm
Paralene
Pronounciation: Pair-Uh-Leen
Capital City: Estesona
Government: Plutocracy
Imports: Tea, spices, silk, wine, grain, fruit, wool {Albinian only}, iron {Albinian only}
Exports: Furs, magical items, jewelry, weapons, salt, armor, fish
Just beyond the Albinian mountains, lies the vast realms of Paralene, aptly called the Paralenian Empire. This is a land of snow, ice, forests, and, occasionally, a city. Since the cities are so far spread out, they are largely left to self-government, although their governors---called Local Lords (or Local Ladies)--- are required to send taxes to Estesona, where the true ruling families live.
Paralene, being so close to Albion, keeps close contact with its powerful---but small---- neighbor. It is an agreement to the mutual benefit of both countries, as Albion provides Paralene with wool and iron while Paralene gives its neighbor fish, salt, and magical items. If any country bothers Albion, they would face her powerful neighbor, Paralene, as well.
Which would be quite a problem as Paralene maintains an efficient militia, even during the winter. Perhaps it has something to do with long winter evenings…
Paralene's symbol is the evergreen tree, symbolizing Paralene's ability to survive the harshest of elements and situations. The Paralene Evergreen marks the coins and the flag.
Life and Society: The people of this country, like Albion, tend to be blonde and slender, but the physical similarities end there. Paralenians are usually shorter than their Southern neighbors, even if they don’t act like it. Haughty and proud, the nobles especially have a habit of acting as if they own everything. Questioning them is just not something that’s done. The commoners are little better. The public educations system tries to ensure that each person knows at least how to read and write, although there is no way to measure how effective this has been thus far.
Men are generally held in higher regard than women. Paralenians have a reputation for being obsessed with morality. This isn't that far from the truth, actually. Because of this, it is frowned upon for women to live alone, as most Paralenians believe it exposes the woman to potential violence.
The majority of people are trappers, salt miners, fishers, soldiers in the military, or blacksmiths. The military is held in high-standing and regularly patrols the perimeters of the country.
Major Geographical Features:
Moonsea: The Moonsea is the largest body of water within the Paralenian Empire and the source for most of its fish.
Sembre Peaks: This is a small range of mountains that provides the Paralenian Empire with much sought-after salt. Most of the salt-mining occurs during the brief summers, when the rains and snows stop long enough to ensure the safe transport of the precious mineral. Several small towns surround the Sembre {dialect for ‘salt’} Peaks. Most of the year, they are nearly deserted, but once summer rolls around, this towns are full of life.
Important Cities:
Estesona: The capitol city of Paralene, Estesona is the home to the leading families of the city. This is where the bulk of trade occurs. It is situated fairly close to the border between Albion and Paralene.
Eulivon: Eulivon is the largest of the small towns that surrounds the Sembre Peaks. It was once one of the largest cities in the Empire until Estesona was founded.
Regional History:
One of the oldest empires still extant, the Paralene Empire has been through many wars, plagues, and political upheaval. The latest in this long range of troubles is the war that occurred six years ago with Cambria, a smaller country to the west of Paralene. Or that had been to the west of Paralene. In the aftermath of the war, Cambria was absorbed into the Empire. It was started due to political, religious, and moral disagreements. Paralene wanted to take over Cambria's lands, offering the independent country a chance to become part of one of the most powerful empires in the world. Cambria refused and the war flamed on for three long years. The aftermath was devastating for Cambria. The people from that country have not forgotten how many sons and fathers died on those battlefields.
Cambria Pronounciation: Cam-Bree-Uh
Capital City: Paralene has yet to announce a new capital.
Government: Currently under control of Paralene.
Imports: Just about everything travels into the coast eventually.
Exports: Fish, women, drugs, alcohol
Cambria’s nickname, the Green Island, comes from its warm weather. Compared to Albion and Paralene, Cambria has shorter winters and longer summers and springs. This makes it an excellent place for farming, at least inland. The Arvon Mountains on the western border cut the icy winds of Paralene, helping to ensure pleasant weather. Fishing ports and cities line the long coastline, ensuring year around activity.
To the outsider, Cambria is a mysterious country of a mystifying people with even more peculiar traditions. To the insider, Cambria is merely home, even with its little eccentricities.
Along with the Green Island, it has also been called the Wolfland. This most likely stems from the fact that wolves are the dominant predator---besides humans---in Cambria. Wolves hold a very important place in Cambrian's hearts, either out of fear or respect. A nickname for the Cambrian army during the war was 'Wolves'.
Life and Society: Cambrians tend to be on the shorter side with dark hair and light eyes. Already a suspicious people, the War did nothing to dampen their attitude towards Paralene and, yes, Albion. For the most part, they would prefer to ignore everything outside of the country and focus on their own business. ‘None of your business’ is the top phrase uttered by Cambrians. This has it’s positive sides and it’s negative sides. On the bright side, it means that no one really gives a damn what you do in your own free time. On the bad side, it means that no one is likely to help you if you screw something up. At least, they won’t help for free…
Crime is rampant throughout most of Cambria, but especially in the large cities along the coast. Piracy tends to be the favored crime. Cambrian pirates tend to be highly territorial of their stomping grounds and will tolerate no other pirates in their territory. Depending on where their alliances lie, they may or may not be bargained with as far as safety goes.
Most people were born, literally, in 'lantern-houses' (whore houses). This is because, for the most part, doctors are for rich people. If there are any birthing complications, a smart person goes to those who have experience with birthing.
There is no wide-spread education system in Cambria and people have to depend on their parents to teach them everything. Occasionally, some bright young woman opens up a daycare center, but that's as far as schooling goes.
Gender Roles: Cambria is in a unique situation as far as gender roles go. The war caused the death of almost an entire generation of men. Those who served in the war and didn’t die left the country. Since the war, the sex ratio is skewed in favor of females; in some areas, they outnumber males as much as two females to every male. This is especially evident on the coast where rebel support was the largest. Even inland, there is still a skewed ratio. Because of this, women have begun to abandon more traditional gender roles and have taken over the traditional man roles. While this upsets Paralene, there isn’t much it can do about this; so far, the Cambrians seem pretty content with the evolving gender roles. Women are far more likely to leave the country than men, usually in search of a good husband.
Major Geographical Features:
Arvon Mountains: This is the mountain range that separates---or used to separate---Cambria and Paralene. Not only did it once serve as a natural border and protect Cambria from attacks on the eastern side, but it also gives the country valuable minerals and ores, even the occasional precious stone. Mining has since been taken over by Paralene, since it is far easier to control the mountain villages than it is to control the sea-cities. These mountains also served as the place for the most devastating battle during the war, a battle known colloquially as Hollows.
Elphin Forest: This forest is to the south and separates Cambria from Nemoren. It was the sight of the Battle of Elphin, one of the first battles of the war. Because of this, it has garnered its own ghost stories, mostly tales of dead soldiers looking for revenge on their killers. Most people avoid it, although that could be due to the wolves that live here.
Important Cities:
Synd: Synd was, by far, the largest supporter of the rebellion. Its most surprising feature would have to be its graveyard, which is mostly populated by dead soldiers. The names of the dead are written on a giant wall in the graveyard. Although Paralene has often pulled down the wall, the ex-soldiers always make another one. If ex-soldiers didn’t leave the country, this is where they most likely live. Because of this, the city is almost always occupied by Paralenian soldiers, just to make sure the Cambrians don’t plot some sort of attack.
Regional History: Cambria started out as several fishing villages that had only a loose association with one another. In a way, this ‘loose association’ was never lost. Although more closely banded than before, the various cities still only vaguely acknowledged one another. Prior to the war, the government was more of a series of independent city-states than anything else. The coastal cities were rules over by the High Captains, who were usually retired pirates. Inland, the rulers were known as Lords, even if they happened to be female. Leadership rarely was passed down family lines; normally, whoever killed the Lord or Captain gained rule. Keeping it, however, was far more difficult.
{Will add to this later}
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 6:59 pm
Malcolm Lansing Some died by the glenside
Some died amid strangers,
And wise man have told us
Their cause was a failure;
But they stood by dear Ireland
And never feared danger,
"Glory O, glory O,
To the Bold Fenian men!" -From Bold Fenian Men, an old folk song...  Picture drawn and colored by: ReineShadowguard Name: Malcolm Lansing Age: 23 years Gender: Male Favored Weapon: Rapier Description: Mal, as he prefers to be called, is far from physically imposing. Being short and slender, most people doubt that he’s much of a threat. He doesn’t usually mind this since it usually works to his advantage, but there are times when it is annoying… he has dark wavy hair cut short, just a little above his earlobes. It’s almost black, but in the sunlight, it’s possible to realize that it’s just really, really dark brown. There is no mistaking his eyes for any other color than gray, however. In general, he prefers dark clothes, normally various shades of gray or brown. It’s easier to hide in those colors than any others. Personality: Upon first meeting, Mal usually seems very laid back and relaxed but, he is always watching and quietly observing everything. That information is filed away in his mind where he then tries to figure out how to make a situation come out in his favor. Quick, clever, and secretive, he’s smart enough to appear open enough so that people don’t think he has secrets. He has a distinct anti-authoritarian streak to him, even as he attempts to worm his way into one of the highest noble families that there is. Perhaps he is simply doing this to make the nobles look like fools later on… it is difficult to guess at his motives since his plans are often ridiculously circuitous. Sometimes one has to wonder if even he knows the point of them. Perhaps they exist only to keep his mind and hands busy. With a tendency to talk before really thinking, Mal has an easy time of making enemies, especially if the people he talks to don’t appreciate his snarky sense of humor. This rarely worries him, since it isn’t that difficult for him to move around. If possible, Mal prefers to avoid killing, perhaps because of his history in warfare, but, if push comes to shove, he won’t shirk away from it. If given a chance, he often will fight for the underdog, not because he thinks that the underdog is any better (morally or any other sort of way) better than the overdog, but simply because the underdog is not the overdog, which easily explains his fondness for Aeron. With his quick hands and charming demeanor, he is a pretty damn good thief. He claims that Aeron was purchased through entirely legal means by a friend of his and can provide the receipts to prove it. However, it is unknown if there really is a friend or that the money that went to fund the purchase was legally acquired. History: -To be discovered. What, you didn’t think I would tell you everything about him, did you?- Oh, fine, I suppose I might as well tell you a few tantalizing tidbits… Mal was raised on the streets, which quickly taught him to keep his wits about him at all times and to move quickly without notice and, above all, to make sure no one else knows about such movements. These skills served him well in a war later in life, a war that he chooses not to speak of. After this war, he went on to become a rogue and a thief, roaming about in search of challenges. If a challenge or two happens to stick a thorn into the paw of Paralene, he's all the happier for it. The reasons for leaving Cambria are unknown, but chances are, he pissed someone off. Relations: Real life? Not sure, really, beyond a few army buddies. But, he has arranged an intricate scam that indicates he is a relative of a particular noble family. He also has an intimate relationship with the seedy underbelly of the city. It doesn't matter much which city he goes to; if he has been there for more than a week, you can bet that he knows people of the shadier sort. Gryphons: Aeron, Cerys -=-=-=-=-=-==-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Friends, Family, and Foes {Malcolm} Name Relation ThoughtsAeron Gryphon and friend I don't know what I was thinking when I got you. I guess I was just thinking that I had to save you because no one else would. But, I'm stuck with you now, Aer, and, quite frankly, there's not another gryphon that I would rather be stuck with in the entire world. You may not be the most loyal creature to ever walk the earth, but you are the perfect embodiment of freedom. I hope you never change. Remiel Unsure I don't know whether to call you friend or foe or even acquaintance. We met briefly at the end of the war, while I was in prison. You had orders not to speak to me. You went against them anyway, which makes me a little curious, I suppose. I wonder about your motivations... I also wonder why the Hell you spent several sentences in your journal describing my eyes. No offense, but that's a little scary. Iris Friend Ah, Iris, Iris, Iris... you are my first friend in Xuan City, and one of my closer friends. No matter how much I try to hide from you, I can tell you'll ferret it out eventually... not that this means I'll stop trying. I love a challenge, and so do you. Needless to say, when you need someone to stand at your side, I'll be there for you, even if the world is stacked against you. Deste Acquaintance You're much sharper than I thought you were, that's for sure. All I had to do was mention my qualifications as a noble and you instantly assumed they were forgeries. Very nicely done. I thought I had covered up my 'petty thief aura' pretty well, but you saw right through that. I don't know whether to be proud or ashamed or something else entirely. Whatever I am, I know this: You are not a person to annoy any more than Iris is. And you have at least a shred of my respect. Kaisa de'Siriphine Acquaintance You seem ok to me, especially if you help me tease Rem. :3 He needs to relax and poke fun at himself more often. He's far too serious for his own good. That, and you've got pretty eyes. And damn good taste in alcohol! Time for another spinning seat contest! Shane Tespia Acquaintance FREE BOOZE! <3! I love you, in a completely platonic, totally non-sexual, in-no-way-physical (except for hugs!) sort of way. I still don't know what a penguin is, but I don't care. All I know is that this Penguin is the best one. It's got booze. And, oddly enough, it's a damn fine place to go hunt men.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:00 pm
Aeron Name: Aeron Species: Gryps NemorensisGender: Male Date of Birth: Unknown Previous Stages: Unknown Physical Description: Aeron is truly a beautiful creature, with completely natural colors. His base color is a light tan, but it darkens towards the edges of his legs and wings. His wings are the same light tan on one side, but the underside is a creamy white, slashed with dark brown stripes. His underbelly is white and speckled with dark brown spots. Aeron’s golden eyes are one of his best features, however, hinting at a true intelligence beyond what Mal describes as ‘the mad and distant look of all birds’. All in all, he is an impressive male gryphon. He is a muscle-bound creature, all sinew with very little fat on his large frame. While this makes him slower than average, it also gives him strength and endurance. Personality: Aeron is mistrusting of humans which is really no surprise seeing as he is wild-bred and wild-caught. The only reason he trusts Mal at all is because he realizes that no other humans are prepared to feed him. Like his owner, he has an anti-authoritarian streak, only Aeron makes his a bit more noticeable by attacking almost anyone who approaches him without his express permission. However, Aeron enjoys the company of other gryphons, showing extreme preference for female gryphons. He’s not too picky though, when it comes to company; almost any gryphon is preferable to a human. When left to himself, he will play with the bells that decorate his body, making sure they are adequately shiny. He seems to enjoy the noises that they make and, when looking for rocks to give as gifts, he often hits them against other rocks to see what they sound like first. When first meeting a female gryphon, Aeron will often first try to woo her, by showing off his shiny bells and prancing around in front of her. It does not matter if she has a mate or not; to Aeron, all females of age are free game. History: Aeron is a rather young gryphon, but still a wild-caught and a wild-borne gryphon, which made him rather inclined to maul any human who came to close. Aeron’s original captors attached bells to the gryphon (supposedly while he was asleep) to warn them of his approach so they could avoid being mauled to death. The bells helped, but they didn't calm Aeron at all; if anything, they made him even more inclined to attack, as he became extremely protective of his pretty shiny bells. Because of this, the people who originally trapped him were planning on destroying him entirely, for the sake of everyone involved. After all, they couldn’t just let a creature like this running around loose! But, Mal, with his odd tendency to always, always root for the underdog, came forward and bought the war-like gryphon. Aside from this, nothing is known of Aeron’s past. Mate: Sekhmet Offspring: Fuaren, Cerys, and Tarma Role Play Color: Dark Golden Rod Owner: Malcolm Lansing -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Friends, Family, and Foes {Aeron}
Name Relation Thoughts
Mal Food-provider and Chaser I can't understand you at all. I don't get what happened with those other people either. I was just playing and suddenly everyone gets so angry... but you don't. You never get mad at me, even that time when I almost bit off your finger. You are a good... good food-provider and you try hard to help others, even if you don't see it.
Sekhmet Friend You are, quite possibly, the most beautiful creature I have ever met. I remember, when I was a chick, that I came across a beautiful beach, pure golden sand as far as the eye could see down the coast, and clear blue water beyond that. As I played among the dunes, I found a small tidepool, left from the high tide. A water snake, a beautiful creature was trapped inside. You remind me of that snake: beautiful and deadly, yet all the more enchanting because of it.
Elrok Acquaintance I don't know you well enough to have a particularly defined feeling about you, Elrok, but I saw you at the Shindig. I saw you try to rally everyone up. You're a leader, and for that, you have a shred of my respect.
Ma'at Acquaintance Ahh, yet another lovely female gryphon... you've grown since we first met, but I feel that the biggest change was in your beauty. Alas, I do not know you better. Hopefully, this will change.
Kalei Acquaintance I don't know you well enough to have an opinion of you...
Leolin Rival -Growl- Foolish racer... stay out of my way from now on, runner. I won't go easy on you and any pain that the Black Beast has caused you will seem a dust speck compared to what I will do to you.
Kedri Foe... of a sort -snort- You've made your choice. I will waste no more time with you.
Auster Acquaintance This city is just full of beautiful females, now isn't it? I've never seen a gryphon like you before, Auster, and I am very sorry for rushing off at the Shindig. I was simply excited to see dear Sekhmet. <3 I hope you understand and I hope that we can talk further next time we meet.
Tali Adoptive chick D'aww... lookit the little cutie! <3! Lookit the little cutie chick! Who's a widdle cutie? Yes, you are! You are! And... >.> <.< Nobody saw this. Agreed?
Harbinger Another adoptive chick <3!! It's another widdle cutie! Who's going to be a great hunter when she grows up? Yes, you are! You're gonna be the best hunter anywhere! <3 And... >.> Damnit, why are people watching again?! D<
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:03 pm
Cerys Name: Cerys Species: Gryps NemorensisGender: Female Date of Birth: 8-9-07 Previous Stages: Chick <----Currently being played at this stage. JuvenilePhysical Description:Personality:Mate: None Role Play Color: SaddlebrownOwner: Malcolm Lansing -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Friends, Family, and Foes
Name Relation Thoughts
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:05 pm
Remiel Quillan
At the crack of the dawn thunder and lightning crossed the way
The shadow of knight waited to see the bright light of the day
Nobody saw his bitter tears through the dark veil of rain
The river of blood under his feet run wild again and again
The green roses will grow
While green fields turn to red
Only memory remains
Of hero and his faith
He just stood and he stared with a sword in his hand
Under the bridge of rainbow's gold he fought for his land
The black crow stole his destiny and flew from the cross
Flyin' high, goin' so far to take his soul away
-Green Roses by the Orthodox Celts
Name: Remiel Quillan
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance: Remiel is roughly five feet and six inches tall and of medium build. Long hours of working with weaponry---not just using it, but also learning how to maintain it---has given his form a fine layer of muscle. His blonde---sort of dirty blonde, I suppose---is cut short so it doesn’t get in the way. Remiel tends to keep himself clean-shaven, as it simply looks cleaner.
More coming soon, including a picture. <3
Personality: Remiel is, in many ways, the stereotypical would-be-knight; he is extremely loyal, honorable, and believes that ceremony is one of the most important things in the world. Don't let this fool you; when the situation calls for it, he can be downright nasty. Tradition is his law. He figures that, if it worked for people who lived hundreds of years ago, it ought to still work now. By no means is he a bad person, however; he constantly tries to do what is best (or what he believes what is best). He expects everyone to see things his way all the time, simply because, when he was younger, this was exactly what people did. Or, at least, they pretended to do such since he was a noble. He hates it when people keep bothering him about the same issue over and over again when he has already given them his answer. When someone actually disagrees with him, Remiel is typically just confused and a little hurt.
When he was younger, he received extensive tutoring covering many different subjects, including language, reading, writing, etiquette, history, as well as the art of warfare. Urbane and polite, he is usually seen as being slightly 'stand-offish'. When he catches a hold of an idea, he won't let go of it and will continue poking that idea until it either explodes or he figures something out.
History: As the youngest son of a mildly noble family, Remiel enjoyed a strange combination of excellent education and absolutely no expectation to do anything with it. It was accepted that his older brothers would receive the property and money once their parents passed away, so there wasn’t much for Remiel to do. After temporarily attempting to become a mage---and swearing never to attempt to do such a thing again, as there had been embarrassing consequences involving a priestess, a fire, and several charred robes----Remiel settled with a military career. Due to his nobility, he was allowed to skip most of the lower ranks. He never actually expected a war to break out…
When he was nineteen, the worst had happened and he had to go to war. He didn’t question his orders and obediently went, knowing that it was for the best that the smaller country be conquered and brought into civilization. He was rather surprised to know that there would be a fight at all. Once the war was won, Remiel returned to his home. It wasn’t long before the young man yearned to travel though, so that was exactly what he did. His family has recently purchased a lovely home in Xuan City, and he has gone there to settle down.
Relations: Remiel's parents are still alive and well, along with his two older brothers, Gabriel and Raguel, and his one older sister, Abilene. They, however, do not live in Xuan City. They live in Estesona, the capital of Paralene.
Gryphons: Taliesin
Role Play and Journal Color: DarkSlateBlue
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Friends, Family, and Foes {Remiel}
Name Relation Thoughts
Malcolm Lansing Unsure I've got absolutely no idea of what to think of you. At one moment, you can be perfectly sociable, but at the next, you twist my words around until it perverts the message that I was trying to say. You are a commoner, yet your mind is just as sharp as any noble's. You've changed my perspectives on the rebels, at least a little, but, at the same time, you've reinforced many others. You are an enigma by choice and by practice.
Laura Fields Friend You, at least, I can somewhat understand. I'm not quite sure why you would rather slave away in some stable, disguising your sex, than live a nice life with a good husband, but that's your choice. Still, it is nice to have someone to talk to now. Whether or not you and Leolin win in these races, I really don't care; I won't turn you out. You didn't turn away from me when I was... off, so I won't turn away from you.
Nyhali Mrndraebon Acquaintance -sigh- <3~ O__O! -coughcough- I mean... umm... I really admire you, Nyhali, not only for your beauty, but for your confidence as well. I don't know if I would have taken on that Black Beast at the Shindig, but you rode by gryphon-back without a thought for your own safety. In the future, please, please think of your safety at least a little, not only for yourself, but all those who would be hurt by your death.
Deste Kestrysen Acquaintance I know you only by reputation... and what a reputation it is. o__O;; I never thought I would see the day when an assassin is named Prince of Albion. See that you live up to the second title rather than the first.
Shane Tespia Acquaintance Look, I'm sorry about ordering water at your bar, I'm sorry! I just don't drink alcohol... Mal drinks enough for the both of us anyway.
Iris Nefretiri Acquaintance I don't know you well enough to have an opinion of you, so I'm keeping an open mind. The fact that you came to help dig Mal out from under his bed was nice though and works in your favor.
Kaisa de'Siriphine Acquaintance Why must you be so evil?! D: Why?! I appreciate the fact that you and Mal have... similar tastes, but, please, bother someone else for once!
Aaralyn Reeds Acquaintance I'll just... umm... go over here now... e_e;; Don't hate me? Please? I was just doing my job and... and Mal doesn't hate me! I'll be quiet now.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:12 pm
Taliesin Name: Taliesin Species: Gryps NemorensisDate of Birth: 3-19-07 Gender: Male Personality: Tali is a darling little sweetheart who loves everything and everyone unconditionally. Upon meeting someone for the first time, his usual reaction is to try to get them to play with him. He seems to have no preference for humans or gryphons: everyone is a potential playmate as far as he's concerned. Highly social, he dislikes being left alone and tries to follow his 'humans', Laura and Rem, everywhere. This could be for the better, since when he's left alone he tends to tear things up because he gets bored easily. History: Taliesin (or Tali for short) was a gift to Remiel from his old 'friend' Malcolm Lansing. Mal has kept his mouth stubbornly shut on how he acquired Tali to begin with, but he insists that the gryphon was purchased legally. Of course, this begs the question that if he was purchased legally, why is Mal so silent on the purchase? ... Of course, it is possible that Mal's just being a pain in the a** and there actually is nothing illegal about the gryphon's purchase. Previous Stages: Chick <---Currently being played at this stage Juvenile Adolescent Mate: None. Role Play Color: DimGray Owner: Remiel Quillan -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Friends, Family, and Foes {Taliesin}
Name Relationship Thoughts
Aeron Adoptive Father Scree! <3!
Mal Original caretaker <3?
Rem Current caretaker <3!
Laura Another caretaker <3 <3!
Leolin Adoptive Father Screscre! <3!
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:13 pm
Aaralyn "Lynne" Reeds
Name: Aaralyn “Lynne” Reeds
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Favored Weapon: Crossbow, if she absolutely has to fight.
Physical Description: Standing at five foot four, Aaralyn is fairly typical of your average Cambrian female. She generally keeps her dark hair cut so that it falls just below her shoulders. Her vanity prevents her from cutting it any shorter, but her pragmatic nature keeps her from letting it grow any longer than that. Her eyes are green. Not jade green, not forest green. Just green. With her slender build, it was easy for her to masquerade as a male in the Cambrian army. Much to her chagrin, she could still pass for a ‘pretty boy’ due to her lack of a proper bosom. But, she has hopes that her hips have been filling out a little.
In general, she wears pants and a shirt. Nothing fancy… but, true to her feminine nature, she will dress up if she has a chance. In general, her appearance reflects a love of pretty things that is kept back only because pretty things generally aren’t useful.
Personality: Although she has seen the ugly part of mankind, Aaralyn prefers to look at the positives. Most people expect her to be a silly little air-fluff, but she has a more pragmatic side that led her to join the war to begin with. If it comes down to it, she has no problem with getting her hands dirty, although she will complain about it. She also has apparently unlimited reserves of faith in humanity, believing that they will do the ‘right thing’ when it comes down to it.
Like Mal, she strongly believes in supporting the underdog, although, unlike Mal, she doesn’t blindly join fights. She prefers to look at all the options rather than just focusing in on one and only one. This has helped her in the long run as it allows her to constantly stay one step ahead of certain Paralenian officials who frown upon her business of supplying people with illicit substances. Whenever they catch up to her, she always has a way to wiggle out of their grasps.
She does, however, hold grudges. She tends to regard any Paralenians with suspicion, especially those who fought in the war.
History: Aaralyn’s history is fairly simple, even if she as an individual isn’t. Born as the middle daughter of three siblings, she was expected to either get married, or carry on the family tradition of being a merchant. Not exactly exciting, but at least it was something, right? She chose the path of least resistance, and decided that getting married would be easier. When she was inroute to meet a potential suitor, the war broke out. Lucky for her, huh?
She joined the war when it was two years in after she decided that she was more likely to be safe if she was surrounded by armed men. Her rank all through her service remained at ‘private’, but she often acted as a corporal for her sergeant, Malcolm Lansing.
After the war, she decided that getting married wasn’t that great. Men kinda smelled funny after all, and women are much better lovers in her opinion. Instead, she picked up the family business of being a merchant. She deals with… ah… items of sensitive natures. If you need something, she can get her hands on it.
Currently, she is residing in Synd. In addition to dealing with 'items of sensitive natures', she also deals quite a bit with other ex-soldiers. She is currently in charge of the Wall.
Relations: Her family is currently missing and presumed dead.
Gryphons: None
Role Play Color: MediumVioletRed
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Friends, Family, and Foes {Aaralyn}
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Malcolm Lansing Friend We've seen a lot of things together, you know. War, blood, death... but, also happy things, like cute kittens. Remember the kittens? Yeah... you remember the kittens. <3 Just look after yourself, 'k, Mal? I don't want to have to seriously add your name to the Wall any time soon.
Varun Loknath Acquaintance Look, I'm sorry I thought you were Mal's boyfriend! D: You can't blame me for jumping to conclusions! If I see him with a man, I automatically think of it. ;_; Don't hate me?
Remiel Quillan Foe ... -HISS- D<
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:14 pm
 Name: Aislinn Species: Gryps NemorensisDate of Birth: Unknown Gender: Female Physical Description: Colored after a red-shouldered hawk. She's about average size and has a nice balance between speed, agility, strength, and endurance. Personality: Like her owner, Aislinn has more faith in humanity than one would expect. In general, she likes people. She likes attention, she likes food, and she likes belly rubs. People, in her experience, are usually willing to provide all of the above. In particular, she likes Aaralyn. As far as other gryphons go, she's a bit more wary. In her mind, humans are no threat at all, unless one is particularly frightened of extra food. But gryphons... now gryphons are a threat. History: Aislinn, like Aeron, is a wild-caught and wild-bourne gryphon. Unlike Aeron, she actually likes people. Most of them, anyway. The family she comes from has a long history with humans, although not as captive gryphons. People would feed the gryphons in her home, just as some people enjoy feeding ducks, although these ducks were... well... bigger. And ate meat. By the time she was caught----if, indeed, the word 'caught' could apply to her situation since she had just aimlessly followed a trader home one day-----Aislinn was pretty much half-tamed. Previous Stages: Unknown Mate: None Role Play Color: DarkRedOwner: Aaralyn Reeds -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Friends, Family, and Foes
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:17 pm
Bevil Rynders
Name: Bevil Rynders
Age:
Gender: Male
Description:
Personality:
History:
Role Play Color: ForestGreen
Gryphons: Leander
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Yeah. I know. There’s nothing about Bevil up. Just hold your horses, alright? Or gryphons. Or whatever you feel like holding.
Byron Rynders
Name: Byron Rynders
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Description: Byron is actually a little tall for a Paralenian, standing at five foot nine, but he still has the blonde hair that is typical to inland Paralene. His eyes are a particularly light shade of green, almost like jade. Since he just finished another growth spurt, he still has the slightly gangly look of a colt about him. Unlike Rem, Byron decided that the way of the soldier was not the way for him and picked up books instead. This, sadly, builds very little muscle mass.
Personality: Byron is an interesting mixture of both Paralenian upbringing and Cambrian values rolled into one. He’s very outgoing and friendly, but has a slightly urbane charm to him. When caught between values, he generally just shuts up and stays quiet to see which one is more likely to win, at which point, he joins the winning side. Not exactly honorable, but he likes to be liked. And that’s the end of that, as far as he’s concerned.
He’s a bit of a flirt, but prefers to keep his flirtations as lofty as possible. That is, instead of rudely slapping someone on the butt, he would rather compose a sonnet. Or something like that. He’s immature, which is only to be expected for his age, but, according to Rem, he’s made strides.
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Yeah. Strides.
History: A bit frustrated with their youngest son, the Rynder family eventually sent Byron to live with his older brother in Cambria when he was sixteen. This… may not have been the smartest thing they ever did.
Role Play Color: DarkCyan
Gryphons: None
Relations: He has at least one older brother, Bevil. Oh, and his cousin is Remiel Quillan.
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Remiel Quillan Cousin I know you think that I can never mature, but I can. And I have. I really have. I always looked up to you and Bevil. You know that. And… well, I’ve been trying. While I look up to you, I don’t want to end up just like either of you. You’re both far too… dour. You need someone to have the fun for you.
Bevil Rynder Brother [Coming soon!]
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:18 pm
Leander Name: Leander Species: Gryps NemorensisDate of Birth: Unknown Gender: Male Physical Description: Leander is a little smaller than average. When people look at him, the first thing to enter their mind is usually ‘lion’. Like the giant cats, Leander is a beautiful golden brown with a black mane. His wings are dark gray with even darker stripes going across them, like a falcon’s wings. Sleek and slender, he is an elegant creature well-suited for speed rather than fighting. Personality: Despite his size, Leander is somewhat arrogant. It is a quiet sort of arrogance, however, the type that basically says, “I’m so much better than you, I don’t even have to say how much better than you I am”. For the most part, he’s a quiet soft-spoken gryphon who prefers to think things over thoroughly before speaking. He’s not exactly the most social of gryphons… he’s perfectly happy to be on his own. Not that he dislikes other gryphons, of course. It’s simply that he doesn’t feel the need to go out and seek out their attention. In a way, this is a good thing as gryphons aren’t very common in Paralene where he makes his home with his owner. History:Previous Stages: Uncerted LeanderMate: None Role Play Color: GoldenRodOwner: Bevil Rynders -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Friends, Family, and Foes
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:20 pm
Extra Art Remiel by Ran-Ran-Chan. <3 Down in the corner, Chibi-Rem is being molested by Chibi-Mal.  Li'l Taliesin as a chick encountering his 'uncle' Leolin. <3 Isn't it adorable? By Ran-Ran-Chan.  Varun and Mal fighting over whiskey. They're such good friends. :3 Once again, by Ran-Ran-Chan.  Another cute picture by Ran-Ran-Chan. <3 I think this one is my favorite... Malcolm and Harbinger playing together.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:22 pm
Role Playing Log Link Characters involved Short description X Humans: Mal, Iris, and Deste, so far. Gryphons: Aeron, Elrok, Sekhmet, Ma'at, Eranthe, and Kalei Iris, Mal, and Deste meet for the first time. Iris discovers that Mal has mysterious 'family' connections to an obscure noble family. {Yeah... pretty much finished} Oh La La! Gryphons: Aeron and Sekhmet. Humans: Iris and Malcolm Aeron and Sekhmet meet up once more at a gryphon salon. Wet gryphons, bubbles, and chaos ensues. {Finished} Humans, Horses, and Gryphons, Oh My! Gryphons: Leolin Humans: Remiel and Laura Remiel and Laura meet in the stables where Laura is currently working. {Finished} The Semi-Great Race Rem, Mal, and Laura. Mostly just Mal and Laura. It's the final round of the semi-finals for the first big race of the year. Will Laura and Leolin fail horribly? Or will they ascend to greatness? Or will they just sort of roll over? Or will they... encounter an annoyingly flirty possible noble? {Finished... more or less} Shindig Lots of characters; I can't name them all. Well, it starts out as a simple little shindig for the nobility of Xuan City. Unfortunately, Mal is involved and when he's involved, things tend to get a lot more complicated... {Finished} "I'm who in the what now?!" Malcolm, Remiel, Iris, Shane, and Elrok Mal is officially discovered to be the son of House Rosaylen. True to form, he bravely runs away from responsibility, fame, fortune, and the nobility. {Finished... more or less} Quillan Manor (Temporary Name) Humans: Rem, Nyhali, and Mal. Gryphons: Harbinger, Aeron, and Taliesin Aeron, once again, forgets to be a tough guy as he is faced with his most intimidating opponent yet: an adorable little chick named Harbinger. {Finished!} "Ohh... Pretty Butterflies!" Humans: Rem and Laura. Gryphons: Taliesin and Leolin Finally home from a long recovery, Leolin meets Taliesin for the very first time. Also, Laura decides that Mal is her 'boyfriend'. Mal is... less than pleased. {Finished} Pirates on the High Seas Malcolm and Varun While traveling to Cambria for the funeral of a friend, Mal's boat is waylaid by pirates of a most unexpected sort... Together at Last {Aeron and Sekhmet Courtship}Aeron and Sekhmet Aeron has been gone for a little while but returns to woo Sekhmet. {Finished} Sidenote| These are roughly in chronological order.
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