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Requests
1. Please, no posting? <3
2. Corwin is available for RP whorage. Yes, yes he is. PM me for RPs? ;D
3. Really, this is redundant, I don't think I have anything else to request at the moment... oh yeah, the avvie drawing on the right above was sketched around Omie's constellation base, and I promised it wouldn't go anywhere but the journal, so let's just leave it here. Not that you'd move it, that is silly, but all the same! I did promise.

Now the actual welcome!
-----So I actually am still super in the process of making this... everything will be ugly for a while. No tablet and no paint program, so anything drawn here is hand drawn and hand coloured... and let's face it, I'm just not very clean at that. Anyway, welcome! If you want to find a particular post, the index is more or less correct. I think I have to add some other ones back... but yes. Point being, take a look? Corwin & I love RPs, and he's just a baby, so he needs to develop!

INDEX
❶ Sugar cookies: A welcoming to my new space!
❷ Green tea: The pets.
❸ heart Champagne: Index of RPs, both ongoing and past.
❹ Sweet blood: Proposed or questing characters, ideas for wicks, etc...
❺ Crème brûlé: Corwin's stomping grounds.
❻ Honey Vodka: Lemon's magpie den.
❼ Tea Leaves: Scirocco's Symphony.
❽ Blackberry Jam: Amaranth's safe place.
❾ Ice Water: Hevn's hallowed ground.
⓫ Cherry sorbet: Boltere's home.
⓬ Candy Jar: Miscellaneous.



Ongoing RPs
•Ro'ark & Corwin: Forged of Fire
•Empy, Minerva & Amara: Can't hide forever
•Kliment & Corwin: Where there's smoke, there's fire.
•Fu & Lemon: Let's go out.
•Icarus, Cam & Amara, Boltere
•Lael & Hevn: Go fly a kite
•Shinju & Scirocco: River babble.
•Akio & Lemon: Another


Past RPs
•Filante & Corwin: When Stars fall into Fire


Discontinued/Incomplete RPs
•Conri & Amara: Double Trouble
•Gwendolyn & Lemon: Keep Me Close By...

INDEX
❶ Sugar cookies: A welcoming to my new space!
❷ Green tea: The pets.
❸ Champagne: Index of RPs, both ongoing and past.
❹ Sweet blood: Proposed or questing characters, ideas for wicks, etc...
❺ heart Crème brûlé: Corwin's stomping grounds.
❻ Honey Vodka: Lemon's magpie den.
❼ Tea Leaves: Scirocco's Symphony.
❽ Blackberry Jam: Amaranth's safe place.
❾ Ice Water: Hevn's hallowed ground.
⓫ Cherry sorbet: Boltere's home.
⓬ Candy Jar: Miscellaneous.






Introduction
-----Corwin is a wanderer at night. He guides those who are lost between places and excels in finding things which are lost. It is a duty he inherited from someone, though he is loathe to explain.
-----Because he spends so much time alone at night, Corwin is a little awkward. He sometimes forgets to use tonal inflection and expressions when speaking with others, which makes it hard to tell what he means by things.
-----Corwin doesn't mind being alone, though sometimes it gets to him.
-----When he was younger, he was told that although he had to carry light and dark, heat and cold, within him, he would have much greater control and manipulation as a Constellation. As a young Twilif, all he can really do is exude different degrees of heat from his left hand, cold from his right.
-----Corwin was given a choice: use his cold to numb, or heat to wake. He wanted to make people burn from the inside, so he chose heat; wanted them to burn with passion, a dream, a love, a craft... something to wake all spirits and beasts, their own flame. Corwin is kind of a fledgling at this, and he will hopefully interact with more individuals so that he can be a better lighter of flames and stoker of coals.
-----Always, however, Corwin is plagued by the cold inside him. He can't sleep at night because of the chill's stinging, and so he will continue to look for travellers whom he can lead home.
-----Interacting with Filante and Etoile, Corwin has started to remember someone... a Constellation, perhaps. Sometimes his advice rings in Corwin's head, and he remembered the smell of roses, rain water, blood. Corwin now remembers Hevn, although in his mind, he's a constellation. He remembers that Hevn left, although he can't remember why, or where he said he was going to.
-----Corwin fought in a chapter of the Metaplot, next to his friend Lilith. He was injured, but healed by Fu. During that experience, Corwin realized a little that his powers won't instantly upgrade when he ages. He also found it extremely difficult to communicate with others.
-----The newest development: Kliment has made Corwin realize that there is a good side to the dark. Corwin is now willing to learn how to wield his ice as well as his cold, and has found himself extremely comfortable with Kliment. Corwin believes in himself a little more, and will train even though he's still a little certain he wants to grow up.






Name: Corwin

Wick: Bonfire

Gender: Male

Relationship status: ??? There's someone special, but does he realize it yet?... Took someone very special to him, to light a fire in the Twilif's heart. Who knew he needed help with that, too, despite his elemental gifts.

Family: None yet. He remembers Hevn, but Hevn has a strange effect on Corwin’s memory (Hevn is my CYO Twilif). Hevn was Corwin’s only family, but Hevn left him a while back, and Corwin is still unable to recall the circumstances of his departure. He's extremely comfortable with Kliment(?)

Friends: Kliment. Ro'ark, Filante, Lilith.

Personality: Strives to be helpful, is kind of awkward with others. Hasn't been well-socialized, so although he has all kinds of high ambitions, he isn't very good at realizing them. Friendly and easy-going, Corwin just wants to bring out the heat in everyone, no matter how stacked against him the odds might be. Never gives up. He has high hopes for the future, and believes that the miracle of being conscious is that the sun will rise every morning. He hopes that one day he'll be able to stay awake during the daylight to finally see a noon sun. (He was awake during the day for the Metaplot, but it was not pleasant; it was due to sleep deprivation and insomnia, and he hadn't slept in days, so he would like to experience the sun voluntarily).

Strengths: Can manipulate cold and heat to a certain degree; left hand is heat, right is cold. Will keep on trying no matter how disheartened he gets.

Weaknesses: Often frustrated by his inability to communicate properly with others, can't stay awake during the day because he has to sleep when the cold doesn't bother him as much.

Likes: Fires, the smell of paper burning, naps, being dry, good singing (Corwin can’t hold a tune in a bucket). Kliment and Kliment's smoke and string. Fireflies.

Dislikes: Getting wet (his body goes haywire between hot and cold when he’s wet).

Favourite food: Popped corn.

Favourite time of day: The crossing points; dusk, dawn.

Works with: Stones, food he gathers, anything he can’t burn or freeze too easily. He can control the ebb and flow of his temperatures, though, provided he isn’t wet.

Post Colour: Dark Goldenrod









-----To carry a light inside oneself, and never let it go out; what, in his eyes, could be more noble? Corwin walked the dirt path, his lanterns casting a womb of light. He would not rest at night, he would not stray from the task at hand. Which is not to say Corwin was without sense of humour; if given the chance, he might have some fun with a wandering soul. Eventually, however, Corwin would always lead them home through the dark.

-----Corwin kept his hands at his side. His left hand glowed with gentle heat, kept his thigh warm like basking in a sunspot might. He flexed and relaxed his other hand. It hurt with a draining cold. He sighed to himself and smiled, clasping his left and right hands together. The heat and the cold balanced into a gentle nothing. “Joy’s close where sorrow roosts,” he said, as though quoting something he had heard. He raised his cold fist up to his mouth and blew on it. His warm breath filled the night, bonfire smoke borne by a summer breeze.

-----Corwin would wander at night until he was no longer able, bringing heat to those who needed it, but he would always feel the chill of dead fires around him. He had to stoke the embers, raise the flames; he would set others aglow.

-----Up ahead, Corwin could just make out a figure. He began to hum rather tunelessly to himself, running his warm hand up through his hair and following it with his cold hand, soothing himself with the temperature changes. He was so tired, but the sun would rise soon. Then, he would rest until nightfall, when he would continue his walk again. He would smoulder in the dark, treading the same ground over and over each night. Perhaps he waited for a sign, somewhere in his heart, for something that could glow brighter than even his fondest wish. But who could say what wishes slept in Corwin’s heart? He was just a child still, a Twilif whose strength was leading travellers home, carrying both heat and cold within him. The heat of the sun and the sapping chill of the night. He was all about balance, which he would share with anyone he met, though it made him seem capricious at times.

-----The sky was bruised and blushing slightly as Corwin made his way down the road towards the figure. He stopped humming; it was kind of an embarrassing sound, really. Corwin called out to the figure as he approached. “Hey, are you well?” Corwin thought he heard a quiet reply, but he was too far away to tell. He continued to walk, a little faster now. The night would end and he would need a place to sleep, though he was almost home.

-----When he was finally near to the figure, his lanterns exaggerated the shadows around the body which lay in the dirt. Corwin bent over and brushed their hair aside, touching their forehead with a single whorled finger. It cast a milky light down their face. Who was it? Corwin did not recognize them, but he felt a cold light inside them. “Wake, would you? There’s a sweet dream out here just waiting for you.” He let a trickle of his heat down into them, wishing he was old enough to use smelling salts for revival.

-----“Take my hand,” Corwin said to the silent figure, feeling the cold drain away inside as they pushed up towards the surface of wakefulness, “And I’ll try my best to take you home. I promise, okay?”

Burn, with an inside flame. I need you to hear me.




1. Met Basil on page .... uhhhh I will find that later. Of the Lost Village event thread. Anyway, Basil told him if he wanted to be helpful, he could look for Lior too.

2. Watched Basil fall out of a tree onto Kliment, promptly re-met Basil, who had forgotten him, and met Kliment and Empyrius for the first time. Page 221 of the Lost Village Event

3. Met Filante and Etoile in "When Stars fall into Fire," a private RP for Corwin & Filante. Filante & Corwin: When Stars fall into Fire

4. Met Ro 'ark in the private RP "Forged from fire". Ro 'ark and Corwin: Forged of fire

5. Met Kliment in the PRP "Where there's smoke, there's fire" (link), and is growing quite fond of him rather fast.

6. Met Lilith in the Metaplot section of 2010's spring. Fought the guardian which was unleashed during the breaking of the seal.




•Kliment & Corwin: Where there's smoke, there's fire
•Ro'ark & Corwin: Forged of fire


•Filante & Corwin: When Stars fall into Fire

INDEX
❶ Sugar cookies: A welcoming to my new space!
❷ Green tea: The pets.
❸ Champagne: Index of RPs, both ongoing and past.
❹ Sweet blood: Proposed or questing characters, ideas for wicks, etc...
❺ Crème brûlé: Corwin's stomping grounds.
❻ Honey Vodka: Lemon's magpie den.
❼ heart Tea Leaves: Scirocco's Symphony.
❽ Blackberry Jam: Amaranth's safe place.
❾ Ice Water: Hevn's hallowed ground.
⓫ Cherry sorbet: Boltere's home.
⓬ Candy Jar: Miscellaneous.




BIO
Name: Scirocco
Nickname: More of a formal name than a nickname; Scirocco of the Jade Wind. Pretty much just his wick and name together, haha.
Sex: Male
Wick: Jade Wind
Family: Lemon is his half-brother. Poor Scirocco.
Personality: Very amiable, pleasant and respectful; pretty much everything his brother aims to be but fails at. Scirocco is a little flighty, like his brother. Due to his desire to travel, he often makes friends but doesn't maintain the relationship well. He's really only able to be close to Lemon, because their blood-tie ensures they're happy to see one another no matter how long Scirocco is gone for.
Hobbies: Searching for an instrument of legend, one which plays in the voices of spirits who have left this plane of existence, or ones who have yet to arrive. It is said that one could communicate with the spirits drawn to Candles, should one obtain this instrument. He is also very talented at music, and is a wind elementalist. Specializes in playing large wooden instruments, made by Lemon, with his wind control. Love to journey and recount tales and poetry.
Strengths: Patient, kind and dedicated to his craft. Scirocco is, much like his name may imply, a gentle force for the most part. His passionate nature, if one were able to captivate him, has the potential to manifest as an extremely intense, dedicated love. Cares for his brother no matter how far they are apart.
Weaknesses: Flighty like his brother, is strangely pessimistic about the nature of others despite his easygoing attitude. Has a passionate nature, which can manifest as anger, but usually leaves before it can display. Don't ever, ever try and pin him down; Scirocco's nasty side reveals itself extremely fast if someone tries to trap him or stop him from leaving.
Obtained: In Barbs' Jade Wind prompt contest!
Post colour: Olivedrab

INDEX
❶ Sugar cookies: A welcoming to my new space!
❷ Green tea: The pets.
❸ Champagne: Index of RPs, both ongoing and past.
❹ Sweet blood: Proposed or questing characters, ideas for wicks, etc...
❺ Crème brûlé: Corwin's stomping grounds.
❻ Honey Vodka: Lemon's magpie den.
❼ Tea Leaves: Scirocco's Symphony.
❽ Blackberry Jam: Amaranth's safe place.
❾ heart Ice Water: Hevn's hallowed ground.
⓫ Cherry sorbet: Boltere's home.
⓬ Candy Jar: Miscellaneous.

INDEX
❶ Sugar cookies: A welcoming to my new space!
❷ Green tea: The pets.
❸ Champagne: Index of RPs, both ongoing and past.
❹ Sweet blood: Proposed or questing characters, ideas for wicks, etc...
❺ Crème brûlé: Corwin's stomping grounds.
❻ Honey Vodka: Lemon's magpie den.
❼ Blackberry Jam: Amaranth's safe place.
❽ Ice Water: Hevn's hallowed ground.
❾ Cherry sorbet: Boltere's home.
❿ Tea Leaves: Scirocco's Symphony.
⓫ heart Candy Jar: Miscellaneous.


ONGOING BATTLES
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