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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 2:46 am
 Without Rodrick Cert Shaking the mud from the mud puddle that that trickster Blake made you step into you wonder a little more about the quaint bohemian style little camp site Poet and her Soq have set Up and deemed their tepee. From the corner of your eye you notice a rather imposing looking Mare watching you from behind a large tree at the edge of camp. she wears the skull of a slain kaolna over her face like a mask and her bright green eyes burn and flicker like twin emerald flames. the beauty of those eyes compels you holding you there like a spell but that mask . . .that skull mask sends shivers up your spine like an electric shock. poet calls out from somewhere "hold your hand out she wont bite." you look about and decided she wouldn't lie to you so you do. The imposing one looks it over and slowly approaches slow deliberate metal clad hoofbeats. Finally she reaches you pressing her soft muzzle against the palm of your hand in greeting. A raven that matches her coloring flies off her back while it cackles and lands tree over head. This mare wasn't at all what you thought her kindness is far beyond evident even if her appearance almost over shadows it.
You've just met Thesh-Ah The Miss Understood The Tepee's Socially Awkward Protector.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 2:35 am

XxXxThe Record XxXx
Name: Thesh-ah Nickname: Thesh Pronunciation: th-eh-sh-ah Song: Nemo By Nightwish it fits her because its a mix of two things you wouldn't expect
Colorist: Chibizoo Obtained: May the 30th of 2010 From: The WOW Event Emblem Raffle
Co-ownership?: Nope Shes all Mine Age: Adult Previous Stages: N/A Gender: Female
Breed: Epic Mount: Skeletal War Horse Type: Edited Regular Soquilli Familiar: Rodrick (uncerted Image) Lifemate: In the Works but not set in Stone
Temper: Socially Awkward Protector Likes: 0- Nature 0- taking care of young ones it gives her joy she can hardly explain and cant wait for young ones of her own one day. 0- being helpful 0- Yellow apples 0- Things that fly, Fireflies, Butterflies, Birds, Dragon flies, Flutters (even though she has never met one) 0- staying around the tepee Dislikes: X- The way she looks X- Skinwalkers and demon Steeds X- The rain X- Having To move about allot but she does it because her tepee mates love too Roleplay Color: Indigo and orange
Personality:
despite her appearance and outward attitude at first (which is really guarded sometimes seen as timid or even threatening) once you get through the shell he is really a great Mare to be around. Willing to do anything to protect the ones she holds dear enough to call a friend. Great with young ones with heart of a true leader she is wise beyond her years in more ways than one
Quirks:
~ Wrestles constantly with her dark past~ ~ has low confidence in her appearance and wishes that there was a way to fix it~ ~cant remove her mask it is healed or fused onto her face permanently~
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 2:47 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 3:00 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 3:11 am
Friend's ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ Foe's~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ 
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 3:27 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 3:31 am
 [RESERVED FOR FAMILY TREE CHART]
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 3:32 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 3:36 am
 General InfoName:Rodrick Nickname: N/A Pronunciation:Rod-Rick
Colorist: Manda Obtained:December 12 2010 From: Manada's Custom Familiar Raffle
Age: Adult Gender: Male Species: Crow
Temper: A heckler Likes: heckling, jokes and corpses to eat off of Dislikes: everuthing (serriously he can always find something to pick at) Roleplay Color:orange
Personality: Rodrick is . . .well the crow vershion of those two guys who set up in the balcony in the Muppet show and pokes fun at everyone and everything . . .constantly
Quirks: Loves to Anoy Blake The most .
Backstory: Rodrick lived a happy little life . . .well a lonely happy little life ina dead tree near a swamp poking fun at everything that walked by untill one day not long ago he found himself with a broken wing . . . turns out laughing hurts . .especially when your laughing so hard you fall off your branch and collide with a rock. he hopped arround for a fair amount of time untill this human named poet picked him up and gave him to a rather scary looking soq named thesh-ah. the two have since become insperable
Art: Uncert

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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 3:38 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 3:39 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 3:40 am
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