Character Bio

NAME
Tempestas

AGE
3

GENDER
female

EYE COLOR
crystalline blue with emerald specks

APPEARANCE
30 inches
110 lbs
slender and slim muscled frame
the purest of white coats with a jagged scar across her left eye which cause blindness in that eye
upon her thick long tail and coat are subtle gray markings like a tainted beauty
long legs for her small body
a graceful beauty, elegant in every way and yet dangerously present


PERSONALITY
a true lady, regal and calm yet harsh and stern like the seas
battle worn and therefore extremely wise and observant
she would rather be peaceful though, if it is a possibility
graceful, like a monarch

HISTORY
lets keep it short
born in a group of three as a princess
she refused to simply follow orders and marry another royal as her parents desired
they shunned her and she had to fight her way through her life
although she learned the ways of a princess, she also learned the ways of a warrioress

IMPRINTABILITY
yes

OOC Information
(for new members)

SAMPLE
taken from my girl Lihli at BlossomForestRPG

There is a stillness about the land, a surrounding tranquility that seems to rest along Mother earth’s bosom like a baby being cradled. To some, it may seem otherworldly, this strange quiet. There may be something naturally unholy about it all, as if a dark presence were looming within the shadows. It is not a creature of the underworld that drifts gracefully amongst the trees. Perhaps it is a ghost with that unnatural like elegance that not many possess and therefore, it is something that they avoid. It is as if the creatures that were created so long ago were all calmly watching the movements of the lass as if they were watching a wonderful show of a ballerina dancing across a stage. I too catch myself watching eagerly while long, auburn pillars propel the girl forward towards whatever her destination may be. She has traveled far, so very far from what others say is her home.

She would disagree.

Perhaps that is why this diplomatic damsel is here now, drawing closer to the small sounds of the stream ahead. I cannot help but notice the beauty within those pained, chocolate pools for I have seen her in her previous states. I cannot but help to notice the strength within her movements that sets that perfect pace. She is a warrior, though a gentle ess she appears. Her stride not a stride but a glide, as if she is floating across the ground. The fair one stills, having reached the slight opening within the forest’s growth that shows her the beautiful view up ahead. It is hard to say if this is exactly where she wanted to be at this moment. All that is known is that is where she needs to be for the future to happen. She has paused at the opening, merely watching the water drift easily along the smooth rocks, rushing gently upon the small makeshift banks. Strange that no other is here at the stream of life, simply her in this moment, relishing in freedom.

Her name is Lihli, like the flower. This Ethiopian femme from so far away carries a wave of innocence about her. There is something pure surrounding her, as if a spirit or a guardian angel is protecting her from losing that very essence of purity. The protection seems to fall upon her like a veil, untouchable yet thirsted for by many. It is the very reason why she has come such a far ways away. Well, one of them. I catch myself smiling as I watch her finally move forward, her grace returning as her small paws delicately move along the ground until they reach the water’s edge. What is that I see? There is a trace of a smile upon the girl’s kissers, a twitch of her lips as her eyes glint down at the crystal liquid. Beautiful, for I have yet to see any glimpse of a smile since her journey began. So young she is, so fragile and yet she is stronger than many would ever even know.

The girl lowers her hind, curling her thick, russet plume around her slender pillars. Her auds rest lightly against her cranium, not in a threating manner simply in a relaxed posture. It is her normal, which is another thing some do not know. It appears the girl did not come for a drink or for any reason at all. She is simply relaxing there, letting the world slowly drift away so she may enjoy her peace. What she does not know is that the world is not a peaceful place, only those within it can make it so and sadly, they do not wish to do so.

RULES READ?
Yes

WORD MINIMUM?
500

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SuneeDee

BIRTHDAY
June 3