.... ooc name: Winter
.... current characters: Isomne, Reade, Stella, Casp, Lana
.... how you found us: a magic compass
.... your character's initial fight stats: sharpshooter
....a role play sample (200+ words):
The young Archer hadn't really meant to end up so far from home, not in weather like this. Only, he was still feeling a bit woozy after all those apples, and wanted to find somewhere to sleep where he would not be disturbed, or disturb anyone if he felt unwell.
Spleck. He should not have eaten so many.
The hollowed out tree was perfect, a lucky find for sure. Other creatures had slept here, he could tell, but the scents were old and stale and the dry leaves that had blown in were dry and made for a soft bed. Curling up into a small ball, the boy tucked in alone and hoped to feel better when he woke up.
When he did awake, he was greeted by a fresh, thin, powdery blanket of snow outside his little hollow beneath the soft light of the predawn. He did feel better, though he was thirsty and had a bad taste in his mouth. But all that fresh snow was so pretty... he decided to stay curled up a little longer, where it was warm, and see if anything interesting happened by. Maybe he could see a new bird - there were a lot of new ones whenever winter snows came, he noticed - or maybe something he could catch and take home, for his family. He hadn't managed to catch anything on his own yet, not really, but soon he would, and then he'd have a perfect gift for his mother.
The thought warmed and calmed him as he tucked his tail around himself and his paws beneath, becoming nothing but a small shadow with green eyes blinking out at the small patch of forest he could see from his hiding place.
and finally a bit about your character... yearling Archer sibling, the quiet one
.... current characters: Isomne, Reade, Stella, Casp, Lana
.... how you found us: a magic compass
.... your character's initial fight stats: sharpshooter
....a role play sample (200+ words):
The young Archer hadn't really meant to end up so far from home, not in weather like this. Only, he was still feeling a bit woozy after all those apples, and wanted to find somewhere to sleep where he would not be disturbed, or disturb anyone if he felt unwell.
Spleck. He should not have eaten so many.
The hollowed out tree was perfect, a lucky find for sure. Other creatures had slept here, he could tell, but the scents were old and stale and the dry leaves that had blown in were dry and made for a soft bed. Curling up into a small ball, the boy tucked in alone and hoped to feel better when he woke up.
When he did awake, he was greeted by a fresh, thin, powdery blanket of snow outside his little hollow beneath the soft light of the predawn. He did feel better, though he was thirsty and had a bad taste in his mouth. But all that fresh snow was so pretty... he decided to stay curled up a little longer, where it was warm, and see if anything interesting happened by. Maybe he could see a new bird - there were a lot of new ones whenever winter snows came, he noticed - or maybe something he could catch and take home, for his family. He hadn't managed to catch anything on his own yet, not really, but soon he would, and then he'd have a perfect gift for his mother.
The thought warmed and calmed him as he tucked his tail around himself and his paws beneath, becoming nothing but a small shadow with green eyes blinking out at the small patch of forest he could see from his hiding place.
and finally a bit about your character... yearling Archer sibling, the quiet one
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