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Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 7:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 7:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 7:59 pm
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HistoryLong ago, before the first know plague struck the southern tip of Africa, four prides lived in a time of War. Each of these prides was new into the area - families settling into an area with similar strength.
The four great clans were in a stalemate - each with a great leader presiding over them. Coraggio, Fidelitatis, Consillio, and Dolosus.
The families that joined with Coraggio were inspired by his bravery, a powerful kind he would be if he could take over these lands. They were warriors at heart, and believed they had a sole right to the lands. The golden lion characteristically sported a mane of flames, according to legend.
Fidelitatis was a small wild dog with a powerfully kind heart. The beautiful dog was simply a beautiful gold in nature, with eyes as back as coal. She worked hard with what she did, and the families that followed her to the lands loved her and adored the hardworking area. She believed they should split the lands against everyone to make for a peaceful home. Unfortunately, the others ignored her.
An strong-minded female - Consillio - counterbalanced the others. The blue and bronze cheetah had a strategic mind, and could no doubt out-maneuver the other leaders with her mind. The families that followed her cared much about learning and the workings of the area, meticulous and studious. With their leader quick on her mind as well as her feet, they had a way to take the lands for themselves.
The last pride leader, Dolosus carried families skilled with poisons and healing, hoping to take over the area by killing off the other prides that would get in the way. The green male with marks of silver believed the lands were rightfully his, claiming them left to him from his father.
And so they fought. Their fighting was a stalemate - each leader looked on in horror ask their numbers dwindled, none winning and none losing, but no one wanted to give in; no one wanted to leave the lands.
On twentieth day of the third spring of the war, a small white lion stepped forward as the leaders turned to fight each other. He had sad, silver eyes. None recognized the cub though, as he looked upon them. "I am Patronus," he said with a tired voice, like that of an elder. As though he saw to much in his life for one so young. And he had. He shook his head, as if patronizing them without words.
"Is this what you do?" He asked, his voice pleading. "Fight? All the time? Can't you see you need each other?" He asked as stars glittered from his eyes. He shook his head again, disgusted and limped away. Yes, that's what the great leaders needed. Someone to tell them how wrong they were.
So instead of gnashing at one another's throats, they came together, setting aside their difference to come together. They fit together wonderfully, and they could grow from each other. So they mixed, forming a close bond with each other.
This many springs, bringing new lives into such a wonderful coalition.
However, the children of the leaders held a bitter hate for each other and harbored the hate in their children. Generations for hatred continued down the line until one of the houses decided to do something.
Vertodenecro he called himself, a member of Dolosus. His hate was so strong for the other house leaders, so one night - he brewed poisons, perfect for each of the leaders and killed them in the night.
He was clever though. He played on the other leaders strengths and weaknesses to make the deaths look as if they came from members of the other houses - fleeing himself.
The coalition wrought up in chaos, blame was cast on each of the houses and fighting commenced once again. Anger and mourning clouding sympathy and love. Couples were split in the fray and killed if caught together.
Once again, the pride dwindled in numbers until only a few remained, and they to fled from the lands they once called their home.
One female, a young cheetah, found this unacceptable. She grew strong in the time of fighting, looked over by the familiar of her mother - a serval. Hetal'Aspasia, she was called, her caretaker Konata.
With the last straggling fighters, they were separated. Hetal was lost, confused. The daughter of a leader - the heir to a coalition that no longer existed.
She traveled aimlessly until the coalition could be reformed.
Her luck was changed upon meeting a tired seer called Mufasa who foresaw the pride's re-formation. They banded together, newly inspired and seeping with energy, they pulled together a pride with new ideas on how to work together. To depend on each other.
Slowly, the life began to return to the coalition, to the lands at the tip of the continent. New life would begin.
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Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 7:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 8:00 pm
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PRIZE 2This beautiful young girl is going to be new to the pride. You need to tell us her backstory, is she running away from something, has she had a dramatic past, or is she just a wonderer who has found the colition and decided to call it home? As well you need to answer on of the rp prompts. Prompt 1 Today is your sorting day! How do you feel about the process? Are you nervous that you are going to end up in the wrong house? Is there one house you want to be in over another. What do you think about the various houses and the ceremony? Prompt 2 You are one of only two none felines in the coalition. How do you feel about this? Do you feel special or are you worried that others see you as lesser? Do you hope to bring other dogs and hyenas into the pride? Prompt 3 Don't like these? Create your own! [size=18][color=green]Incoming New Blood[/color][/size]
[size=11][b]Username:[b] Your Name Here [b]SoA Name:[/b] [b]Meaning:[/b] [b]Rank:[/b] [b]History:[/b] Be sure to include why she's joining and what happened in her past. It doesn't have to be overly detailed, but make it interesting! [b]Prompt:[/b] [b]Prompt Response:[/b] [/size]
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Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 8:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 8:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 8:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 30, 2010 10:30 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 30, 2010 5:37 pm
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I Found My Way Home
Username: Mogami SoA Name: Cyprian Meaning: A name I stole from “Quidditch Through the Ages”. /geek Rank: Quaero (I thought scout suited him best and all the gold/yellow just screams Hufflepuff… ^^’) History: Because of his rank (Quaero), he reported directly to the Regius so he had developed a good friendship with previous head of his House. The assassinations took a great toll on him: he’d always hated the competitive and even aggressive nature of the inter-House relations and the death of the Regius (symbol of loyalty and kindness as well as a close personal friend) was the final blow. He left before the fighting even started. After spending a lot of time alone in the rogue lands, Cyprian now believes his actions were an act of disloyalty because he should’ve stayed and fought with those he called friends and, as such, unbecoming of a member of his House. When he found out about the pride’s revival, Cyprian decided to return, make amends and do his best to maintain the peace. Current: Cyprian considers his past actions shameful and wants to prove himself once again. He hopes to attain his previous rank but because he’s still a little damaged from past events, he’ll be a little distant towards the new Regius. Likewise, he will also maintain a certain distance from Hetal. He still sees the leader as the cub he once knew so it will take a while for the wild dog to see her as a suitable leader (or even as an adult!) to a pride with such a bloody history. So far he seems pleased with the new structure of the pride at least.
As for personality, the death of the Regius he so admired as well as the time he spent living alone in the rogue lands have changed his light-hearted nature. His loyalty and desire to stop at nothing to protect his friends hasn’t changed but he’s more serious now, more focused and sometimes even gruff. He's intent on getting the job done, teaching it to next generation and just generally contributing in any way he can to the prosperity of the pride and that is the only thing that might ease his heart in the future and bring his old self back.
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Posted: Mon Aug 30, 2010 7:03 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 30, 2010 7:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 30, 2010 11:41 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 12:40 pm
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