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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 5:47 pm
adult uncert... Stoic and logical like her mother, but less patient and more prone to frustration. Will not suffer fools.
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 5:53 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 9:39 pm
adult uncert... Wild loner who largely keeps to himself in the deepest parts of the swamp. He seeks truth for himself, not for others.Quote: I am: a wild guardian; a tangle of twigs, feathers, and grass, hearing voices in the rain You are: soft breaths while sleeping, a morning stretch and sigh. The nest builder.
When you need me, I am here.
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 9:43 pm
adult uncert... Prickly and defensive, but not a bad guy underneath all that. Kind of afraid of girls.
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 3:36 pm
adult uncert | inspiration... Fun-loving and flirty; sees the good in most kin and gives sincere compliments with ease.
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 7:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 3:53 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 3:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 10:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 3:17 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2014 2:25 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 4:46 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 4:49 pm
adult uncert... He walked among the other kin not of the mountains, eying their wares. At some point he had planned to be disdainful, but the sheer variety of unknown items piqued his curiosity. Spiral shells like land snails', except larger and in greater variety, and all manner of berries and leaves he could not recognize.
Today, though, the totoma was not interested in purchasing a physical thing. No, he was most curious about the new kin and their "dreams". He scanned the keepers behind the wares, wondering what sorts of stories they could possibly have. Like the items the kin sold, the totoma had planned to be unimpressed - and really, none of them looked strong to him - but he still found them all somehow enchanting.
On the other hand, they were all born with names, getting them from a dream , which made them seem so ... meaningless. He wanted to know the tales of their names, these dreams they had, to see what supposed qualities they bore alongside their names. And how a kin could take pride in a name freely given.
He had been told not to take pride in the name he had carved for himself through seasons of trickery and lies, but the fact remained that he had made the others call him something. Unsightly as his name might have been, he had earned it.
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Posted: Tue Sep 16, 2014 4:56 pm
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2015 6:47 pm
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