Fantasy ♛ Ｐｅａｃｅ ✧ Ｋｅｅｐｅｒｓ ♛ {𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈}

[ThePastelWitch]

[div class=container][div class=glaze][div class=tabsContainer][div class=tabNames]
[div class="tabName titleName"]Title Screen[/div]
[div class="tabName introName"]All Roles[/div]
[div class="tabName basicsName"]Accepted Characters[/div]
[div class="tabName rulesName"]Needed Info[/div]
[div class="tabName ambianceName"]Credit and Ambiance[/div]
[/div][div class=tabs]
[div class="tab titletab"]

1

[/div]
[div class="tab introtab"]

2

[/div]
[div class="tab basicstab"]

3

[/div]
[div class="tab rulestab"]

4

[/div]
[div class="tab ambiancetab"]

5

[/div]
[/div][/div][div class="spoke titleSpoke"][div class=contentContainer]
[div class="content titleContent"]
[div class=Title]PEACE KEEPERS[/div][/div]
[div class="header titleHeader"][div class=caption]

The Royal Character Sheets

Profiles that are accepted will be posted in this tab. Others will be deleted.

[/div][/div]
[/div][/div][div class="spoke introSpoke"][div class=contentContainer]
[div class="content introContent"][div class=scroll]


1

❝The Fortress of Heloress❞
Home to the Felinean Family (Cats)
Crown Prince of the Felinean Family: Cheyce Felinean ( SilverFlight )
Crown Princess of the Felinean Family: Felicity Felinean ( SleepyCreamy )

❝The Raft Fleet of Ithlolen❞
Home to the Usagian Family (Rabbits)
Crown Prince of the Usagian Family: ________ Usagian ()
Crown Princess of the Usagian Family: Isadora Usagian ( ThePastelWitch )

❝The Ombar Dominion❞
Home to the Hebian Family (Snakes)
Crown Prince of the Hebian Family: ________ Hebian ()
Crown Princess of the Hebian Family: ________ Hebian ()

❝The Falindean Republic❞
Home to the Fawnus Family (Deer)
Crown Prince of the Fawnus Family: Zereth Fawnus ( Zariel )
Crown Princess of the Fawnus Family: ________ Fawnus ()

❝The Kingdom of Truvaria❞
Home to the Canis Family (Wolves)
Crown Prince of the Canis Family: ________ Canis ()
Crown Princess of the Canis Family: Nora Canis ( SilverFeathers )

❝The Belerast Magocracy❞
Home to the Vulpes Family (Foxes)
Crown Prince of the Vulpes Family: ________ Vulpes ()
Crown Princess of the Vulpes Family: ________ Vulpes ()

❝The Ruins of Zanubia❞
Home to the Nidae Family (Chameleon)
Crown Prince of the Nidae Family: Alastair Nidae ( ThePastelWitch )
Crown Prince/ss of the Nidae Family: Hespith Nidae ( ThePastelWitch )
Crown Prince/ss of the Nidae Family: ________ Nidae ()


[/div][/div]
[div class="header introContent"]

All

Roles
[/div][/div][/div][div class="spoke basicsSpoke"][div class=contentContainer]
[div class="content basicsContent"][div class=scroll]

Click to go to their character applications
❝Felinean Family❞

❝Usagian Family❞

❝Hebian Family❞

❝Fawnus Family❞

❝Canis Family❞

❝Vulpes Family❞

❝Nidae Family❞

[/div][/div]
[div class="header basicsContent"]

Accepted

Characters
[/div][/div][/div][div class="spoke rulesSpoke"][div class=contentContainer]
[div class="content rulesContent"][div class=scroll]


Feel free to do whatever layout you wish with these, but make sure to fill in all of these fields. (You can also change the things in bold like "Full Name" to "My Christened Name") You're also welcome to add other fields (just don't take any away).

The Basic Details
Full Name: (Last Name should be their family name, but you're welcome to be the II/III/etc. and have multiple middle names)
Alias(es): (Earned Titles or Well-Known Nicknames)
Age: (At least eighteen)
Biological Gender: (Male or Female)
Identifying Pronoun: (He/Him She/Her They/Them Interchangeable)
Sexuality: (self explanatory)
Height: (Please use feet and inches)
Body Type: (Slim, Curvy, Plump, Average, Fat, Athletic, etc.)
Hair Color: (self explanatory)
Hair Length: (self explanatory)
Eye Color: (self explanatory)
Animal Attributes: (Do they have a tail, ears, scales, fangs, antlers, a mix of them, etc?)
Other Physical Notes: (Tattoos, Piercings, Scars, etc.)

Personality
Positive Trait: (change the bold part to an adjective that describes the character. And after the colon, put the definition of said adjective.)
Positive Trait: (change the bold part to an adjective that describes the character. And after the colon, put the definition of said adjective.)
Positive Trait: (change the bold part to an adjective that describes the character. And after the colon, put the definition of said adjective.)
Negative Trait: (change the bold part to an adjective that describes the character. And after the colon, put the definition of said adjective.)
Negative Trait: (change the bold part to an adjective that describes the character. And after the colon, put the definition of said adjective.)
Negative Trait: (change the bold part to an adjective that describes the character. And after the colon, put the definition of said adjective.)
Likes: (List no less than five and no more than eight)
Dislikes: (List no less than five and no more than eight)
Fears: (List no less than two and no more than five)

Combat Prowess
Favored Weapon: (What weapon have they been formally trained in?)
Magical Training: (Do you have any magical training? And if so, what kind of magic do you know? You're only allowed one.)
(For the below four stats, please roll 4 d20s in the OOC and allocate each stat to whichever you prefer for your character. Drop any rolls that are below 7 and any higher than 18. These add bonuses and advantages/disadvantages to different elements of combat.)
Strength: (Used for throwing, picking things up, swinging large weapons, and landing hits with melee based attacks.)
Constitution: (This will determine how many hits you can take before passing out, how well you can shoulder pain, and how well you withstand against stuff like poison and sleep spells.)
Dexterity: (This is used for landing hits with dexterous weapons like bows, crossbows, throwing daggers, etc., dodging, and performing acrobatic moves.)
Wisdom: (This is your stat for casting magic and being able to ignore magical effects against you.)
(All stats above, regardless of how low or high you get, still have the chance of succeeding or failing. They just give a natural advantage/disadvantage depending on how you want to build your character)

History
Name Day: (Your birthday, pick a day from 1-50 for either Spring, Summer, Fall, or Winter.)
Background: (Detail the character's life up until this point in at least three paragraphs. Make sure to tell of us of any notable events that helped shape your character into who they are today.)

The Roleplayer
Username: (self explanatory)
Sample(s): (Please link to at least one sample showing a post that gives us an example of your writing style and also to showcase that you can reach the two paragraph minimum.)


[/div][/div]
[div class="header rulesContent"]

Required

Character Info
[/div][/div][/div][div class="spoke ambianceSpoke"][div class=contentContainer]
[div class="content ambianceContent"][div class=scroll]



Credit goes to Alteras for the original code of this beautiful coding masterpiece
Credit goes to 録音 (Pixiv ID 2224370) for the images used to create the animated background.
Credit goes to PeterPrime for the picture used for Belerast
Credit goes to IIDenmrak for the picture used for Truvaria
Credit goes to AlexShatohin for the picture used for Falinde
Credit goes to RobinTran for the picture used for Ombar
Credit goes to arvalis for the picture used for Ithlolen
Credit goes to jordangrimmer for the picture used for Heloress

[/div][/div]
[div class="header ambianceHeader"]

Credit

and Ambiance
[/div][/div]
[/div][/div][div class=circle]
[div class=circleClose]Close[/div]
[div class=circleOpen]Open[/div]
[/div][/div] [class=container] --img-w: 2100; --img-h: 1200; --cir-center-h: 61.08%; --cir-center-w: 26.86%; --cir-radius: 12.7; --cir-thickness: .5vw; --bg-color: rgba(182, 221, 249, 0.9); --divide-thick: .25vw; --tab-color-1:#a80f0f; --tab-color-2:#FFFFFF; --tab-color-3:#ce9e42; --tab-color-4:#FFFFFF; --tab-color-5:#383838; color:#383838; width: 100%; padding-top: calc( var(--img-h) / var(--img-w) * 100%); background-image:url('https://i.imgur.com/STtmpKM.gif'); background-size:contain; position:relative; overflow:hidden; [/class] [class=glaze] --cir-radius-math: calc( var(--cir-radius) / 100 * 100%); width: 100%; padding-top: calc( var(--img-h) / var(--img-w) * 100%); background-image: radial-gradient(circle farthest-side at var(--cir-center-w) var(--cir-center-h), transparent 0%, transparent var(--cir-radius-math), white var(--cir-radius-math), white calc(var(--cir-radius-math) + var(--cir-thickness)), var(--bg-color) calc(var(--cir-radius-math) + var(--cir-thickness))); position: absolute; top:0; clip-path: circle( 10% at var(--cir-center-w) var(--cir-center-h) ); -webkit-clip-path: circle( 11% at var(--cir-center-w) var(--cir-center-h) ); transition: clip-path 1s ease-out, -webkit-clip-path 1s ease-out; [/class] [class=glazeOpen] clip-path: circle( 100% at var(--cir-center-w) var(--cir-center-h) ); -webkit-clip-path: circle( 100% at var(--cir-center-w) var(--cir-center-h) ); transition: clip-path 1s ease-out 1.5s, -webkit-clip-path 1s ease-out 1.5s; [/class] [class=tabsContainer] z-index:10; position: absolute; width: calc( var(--cir-center-w) - ( 100% - var(--cir-center-w) ) * var(--cir-radius) / 100 - var(--cir-thickness) - 10 * var(--divide-thick) ); height: calc( 2vw + 6px); top: calc( var(--cir-center-h) - var(--divide-thick) / 2 ); left: 0; border-top: var(--divide-thick) solid white; [/class] [class=tabNames] width: 100%; height: auto; bottom: calc( 100% + var(--divide-thick) ); position: absolute; [/class] [class=tabName] width: 100%; height: auto; box-sizing: border-box; position: absolute; bottom:0; font-size: calc(1.25vw + 6px); text-align: center; opacity:0; transition: opacity .5s ease-in; [/class] [class=tabNameShow] opacity: 1; [/class] [class=tabs] width: 100%; height: 100%; display: flex; flew-flow: row nowrap; justify-content: space-around; font-size: calc(1.25vw + 6px); [/class] [class=tab] flex: 1 1 auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; [/class] [class=titletab] color: var(--tab-color-1); transition: all .5s ease-in; [/class] [class name=titletab state=hover] color: white; background-color: var(--tab-color-1); [/class] [class=titleName] color: var(--tab-color-1); transition: opacity .5s ease-in; [/class] [script class=titletab on=mouseenter] addClass tabNameShow titleName [/script] [script class=titletab on=mouseleave] removeClass tabNameShow titleName [/script] [class=introtab] color: var(--tab-color-2); transition: all .5s ease-in; [/class] [class name=introtab state=hover] color: white; background-color: var(--tab-color-2); [/class] [class=introName] color: var(--tab-color-2); [/class] [script class=introtab on=mouseenter] addClass tabNameShow introName [/script] [script class=introtab on=mouseleave] removeClass tabNameShow introName [/script] [class=basicstab] color: var(--tab-color-3); transition: all .5s ease-in; [/class] [class name=basicstab state=hover] color: white; background-color: var(--tab-color-3); [/class] [class=basicsName] color: var(--tab-color-3); [/class] [script class=basicstab on=mouseenter] addClass tabNameShow basicsName [/script] [script class=basicstab on=mouseleave] removeClass tabNameShow basicsName [/script] [class=rulestab] color: var(--tab-color-4); transition: all .5s ease-in; [/class] [class name=rulestab state=hover] color: white; background-color: var(--tab-color-4); [/class] [class=rulesName] color: var(--tab-color-4); [/class] [script class=rulestab on=mouseenter] addClass tabNameShow rulesName [/script] [script class=rulestab on=mouseleave] removeClass tabNameShow rulesName [/script] [class=ambiancetab] color: var(--tab-color-5); transition: all .5s ease-in; [/class] [class name=ambiancetab state=hover] color: white; background-color: var(--tab-color-5); [/class] [class=ambianceName] color: var(--tab-color-5); [/class] [script class=ambiancetab on=mouseenter] addClass tabNameShow ambianceName [/script] [script class=ambiancetab on=mouseleave] removeClass tabNameShow ambianceName [/script] [class=spoke] --math: calc( var(--cir-center-w) + ( 100% - var(--cir-center-w) ) * var(--cir-radius) / 100 + var(--cir-thickness) + 10 * var(--divide-thick) ); position: absolute; height: 100%; width: 100%; bottom: calc( 100% - var(--cir-center-h) - var(--divide-thick) / 2 ); left: var(--math); border-bottom: var(--divide-thick) white solid; transform-origin: calc( -1 * ( var(--math) - var(--cir-center-w) ) ) bottom; transform: rotate(-270deg); opacity: 0; transition: transform 3s ease-in-out 1.75s , opacity 1s linear 2.75s; [/class] [class=SpokeReveal] transition: transform 3s ease-in-out .5s, opacity 1s linear 1.5s; transform: rotate(0deg); opacity: 1; [/class] [class=contentContainer] height: 100%; width: calc( 100% - var(--math) ); left:0; position:relative; [/class] [class=content] width: calc( 100% - 5px); height: calc( var(--cir-center-h) - var(--divide-thick) / 2 - 15px); max-height:0; bottom: 0; left:0; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; transition: max-height 1.5s ease-in-out; [/class] [class=scroll] height: auto; max-height: 100%; padding-top: 15px; width: calc( 100%); bottom: 0; position: absolute; padding-right: 200px; overflow-y: scroll; [/class] [class=header] width: 100%; height: calc( 100% - var(--cir-center-h) - var(--divide-thick) / 2); max-height:0; top: calc(100% + var(--divide-thick) ); line-height: .9; font-size: calc( 5.5vw + 2px ); overflow:hidden; position: absolute; transition: max-height 1.5s ease-in-out; [/class] [class=Title] height: auto; left:0; bottom: 0; position: absolute; color: white; font-size: calc( 5.5vw + 8px ); line-height:.9; [/class] [class=caption] width:100%; height: 4vw; font-size: calc( 1.75vw + 6px ); line-height: 1.2; position: absolute; [/class] [class=ShowContent] max-height: 75vh; transition: max-height 1.5s ease-in-out 3.25s; [/class] [class=ShowHeader] max-height: 75vh; transition: max-height 1.5s ease-in-out 3.25s; [/class] [class=circle] width: calc( 2 * ( ( 100% - var(--cir-center-w) ) * var(--cir-radius) / 100 ) + 2 * var(--cir-thickness) ); height: calc( ( 2 * ( 100% - var(--cir-center-w) ) * var(--cir-radius) / 100 ) * var(--img-w) / var(--img-h) + 2 * var(--cir-thickness)); box-sizing: border-box; border-radius: 50%; top: calc( var(--cir-center-h) - ( 100% - var(--cir-center-w) ) * var(--cir-radius) / 100 * var(--img-w) / var(--img-h) - var(--cir-thickness) ); left: calc( var(--cir-center-w) - ( 100% - var(--cir-center-w) ) * var(--cir-radius) / 100 - var(--cir-thickness) ); right: calc( 100% - ( var(--cir-center-w) + ( 100% - var(--cir-center-w) ) * var(--cir-radius) / 100 + var(--cir-thickness) ) ); position: absolute; cursor: pointer; border: 0px white solid; transition: border-width .5s ease-in-out 1s; [/class] [class=circleReveal] transition: border-width .5s ease-in-out; border-width: calc(var(--cir-thickness) + 2px); [/class] [class=circleClose] text-align: center; color:#bf8426; top: 50%; left: 50%; font-size: calc( 1vw + 6px); transform: translateX(-50%) translateY(-50%); position: absolute; opacity: 0; transition: opacity .2s ease-in-out; [/class] [class=circleOpen] text-align: center; color: #bf8426; top: 50%; left: 50%; font-size: calc( 1vw + 6px); transform: translateX(-50%) translateY(-50%); position: absolute; opacity: 0; transition: opacity .2s ease-in-out; [/class] [class=circleOpacity] opacity:1; [/class] [script=circle] set isOpen 1 addClass circleReveal circle addClass glazeOpen glaze [/script] [script class=circle on=mouseenter] if (eq ${isOpen} 1) (addClass circleOpacity circleClose) (addClass circleOpacity circleOpen) [/script] [script class=circle on=mouseleave] removeClass circleOpacity circleClose removeClass circleOpacity circleOpen [/script] [script class=circle on=click] removeClass circleOpacity circleClose removeClass circleOpacity circleOpen if (eq ${isOpen} 1) (removeClass glazeOpen glaze) if (eq ${isOpen} 1) (removeClass circleReveal circle) if (eq ${isOpen} 0) (addClass glazeOpen glaze) if (eq ${isOpen} 0) (addClass circleReveal circle) if (eq ${isOpen} 1) (set isOpen 0) (set isOpen 1) [/script] [script=tab] set TabSel 0 set TabHis 1 addClass ShowContent titleContent addClass ShowHeader titleHeader addClass SpokeReveal titleSpoke [/script] [script class=tab on=click] set TabSel (getText) if (eq ${TabSel} ${TabHis}) (stop) //if tab selected is current tab, stop. if (eq ${TabHis} 1) (removeClass ShowContent titleContent) if (eq ${TabHis} 1) (removeClass ShowHeader titleHeader) if (eq ${TabHis} 2) (removeClass ShowContent introContent) if (eq ${TabHis} 2) (removeClass ShowHeader introHeader) if (eq ${TabHis} 3) (removeClass ShowContent basicsContent) if (eq ${TabHis} 3) (removeClass ShowHeader basicsHeader) if (eq ${TabHis} 4) (removeClass ShowContent rulesContent) if (eq ${TabHis} 4) (removeClass ShowHeader rulesHeader) if (eq ${TabHis} 5) (removeClass ShowContent ambianceContent) if (eq ${TabHis} 5) (removeClass ShowHeader ambianceHeader) //hide the text and prepare for SPINNING if (eq ${TabHis} 1) (removeClass SpokeReveal titleSpoke) if (eq ${TabHis} 2) (removeClass SpokeReveal introSpoke) if (eq ${TabHis} 3) (removeClass SpokeReveal basicsSpoke) if (eq ${TabHis} 4) (removeClass SpokeReveal rulesSpoke) if (eq ${TabHis} 5) (removeClass SpokeReveal ambianceSpoke) //spinning to hide spoke complete. Prepare to spin spoke into view if (eq ${TabSel} 1) (addClass SpokeReveal titleSpoke) if (eq ${TabSel} 2) (addClass SpokeReveal introSpoke) if (eq ${TabSel} 3) (addClass SpokeReveal basicsSpoke) if (eq ${TabSel} 4) (addClass SpokeReveal rulesSpoke) if (eq ${TabSel} 5) (addClass SpokeReveal ambianceSpoke) //spinning complete. Show the new stuff if (eq ${TabSel} 1) (addClass ShowContent titleContent) if (eq ${TabSel} 1) (addClass ShowHeader titleHeader) if (eq ${TabSel} 2) (addClass ShowContent introContent) if (eq ${TabSel} 2) (addClass ShowHeader introHeader) if (eq ${TabSel} 3) (addClass ShowContent basicsContent) if (eq ${TabSel} 3) (addClass ShowHeader basicsHeader) if (eq ${TabSel} 4) (addClass ShowContent rulesContent) if (eq ${TabSel} 4) (addClass ShowHeader rulesHeader) if (eq ${TabSel} 5) (addClass ShowContent ambianceContent) if (eq ${TabSel} 5) (addClass ShowHeader ambianceHeader) set TabHis ${TabSel} [/script]

 

[ThePastelWitch]

[class name=root] width: 100%; height: auto; position: relative; background-image: url('https://orig00.deviantart.net/4fe0/f/2013/081/f/2/pinstripe_custom_box_background_by_gasara-d56cap7.gif'); background-color: rgb(218, 212, 218); background-blend-mode: multiply; overflow: hidden; --image-w: 739; --image-h: 1374; [/class] [class name=flex] width: 100%; height: auto; position: relative; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: stretch; align-items: start; [/class] [class name=image] height: 82vh; width: calc( var(--image-w)/var(--image-h) * 82vh); background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/hYqk6G9.png'); background-size: contain; background-position: center bottom; [/class] [class name=name] height: 3.5vh; width: 100%; position: absolute; top: calc(82vh - 3.5vh + 1px); left: 0; background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, rgb(222, 184, 135) 30%, rgba(218, 212, 218, .5) 30%, rgba(218, 212, 218, .5) 50%, #a59db5 50%); background-position: bottom; background-size: 100% 3.5vh; background-repeat: no-repeat; z-index: 5; [/class] [class name=nameinside] position: absolute; bottom: 0; right: 1vw; height: auto; max-width: 100%; z-index: 6; font-size: 13.25vh; font-family: 'Cormorant Upright'; line-height: .77; padding-bottom: 3.5vh; text-align: right; color: transparent; background-clip: text; -webkit-background-clip: text; background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, #B22222, #DC143C, #DC143C, #B22222); [/class] [class name=container] min-height: 500px; height: 65vh; min-width: 300px; position: relative; flex: 1; display: flex; flex-flow: column nowrap; justify-content: stretch; align-items: stretch; [/class] [class name=tabs] position: relative; margin-top: 5vmin; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: flex-end; font-size: initial; [/class] [class name=tab] position: relative; margin-right: 1.5vw; font-size: calc(1em + 3vh); font-family: 'Cormorant Upright'; line-height: 1; cursor: pointer; color: #FDF5E6; transition: all 1s; [/class] [class name=selected] color: #B22222; pointer-events: none; [/class] [class name=divide] width: 100%; height: 5px; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: -10%; padding-left: 10%; background-image: linear-gradient(to right, rgba(107, 142, 35, 0), rgb(222, 184, 135) 20%); [/class] [class name=contentholder] position: relative; margin: 0 15px; flex: 1; [/class] [class name=content] position: absolute; width: 100%; height: 100%; top: 0; left: 0; font-size: initial; [/class] [class name=scroll] position: relative; width: 100%; height: 100%; padding-right: 250px; overflow-y: scroll; overflow-x: hidden; font-family: 'Philosopher'; font-size: 1.1em; color: #FDF5E6; [/class] [script=tab] hide content show Basics [/script] [script class=tab version=2 on=click] (removeClass "selected" "tab") (addClass "selected") (fadeOut 1000 "content") (fadeIn 1000 (getText)) [/script] [div class=root] [div class=name][div class=nameinside]Alastair Nidae[/div][/div] [div class=flex] [div class=image][/div] [div class=container] [div class=tabs] [div class="tab selected"]Basics[/div][div class=tab]Psyche[/div][div class=tab]Parley[/div][div class=tab]Backstory[/div][div class=tab]Relations[/div] [/div] [div class=divide][/div] [div class=contentholder] [div class="content Basics"][div class=scroll] I Was Named: Alastair Nidae (al-uh-stare ni-die-ay)
But People Call Me: Al | Horned Prince
I Am: twenty-four years old
I Was Born A: Boy
So I Accept These Identifiers: He/Him
I Also Identify As A: Demisexual
I Sound Like: This
I Am This Tall: 6' 3"
My Physique is Best Described as: Lithe/Toned
My Hair is the Color of: Black
My Hair Reaches My: Neck (Nape)
My Eyes are the Color of: Black
The Chameleon Fae Gave Me: The ability to adopt whatever animal attribute I want for a given time. But I prefer to keep my natural horn on my forehead and the iridescent, scaly skin across my back.
I Also Have: Elongated, pointy ears that were made after a long process due to my mother wanting them to look more "fae-like." My back is scarred up after years of trying to get rid of my scaly skin.
I Look Like: Hoozuki from Hoozuki no Reitetsu [/div][/div] [div class="content Psyche"][div class=scroll] Clever: Living life with a mother that groomed her children into being the perfect royal helped Alastair become very adaptive. He learned quickly in order to compete with his siblings and found ways to trick them along the way as to gain his mother's affection first an foremost.
Charismatic: Seeing as they weren't part of the original Tournament and were forcing their way in, Alastair figured he'd need to practice being charming. He needed the royal participants to think he meant no harm and eventually learned to pick up on the smallest social cues and twisted them into his favor.
Fashionable: Partnering the idea that charming the royals being a central part of winning the Tournament, he has also researched what type of fashion is mostly appealing to the different cultures. He, however, found that he loved lavishing himself in the clothes and does it now just for himself rather than to please others.
Manipulative: Alastair enjoys toying with people and making them dance when he tells them to. He gained this trait from his mother and at times, they would work in tandem to see how far they could push his siblings.
Judgmental: Alastair holds everything, including himself. to a very high standard and if those expectations aren't met, he believes whatever he is judging to be lesser.
Spiteful: A limitless spring of spite was nurtured in Alastair seeing as the other Fae exiled his own Fae to another plane of existence. He wants to be apart of Sodariel, even if it means tricking everyone.
I'm Also Good at: Calligraphy, brewing tea, and copying the looks of others.
Guilty Pleasure: Physical pain
I Have My Quirks: My horn changes texture whenever I grow livid and am no longer able to handle it. My hair grows to my knees when I am depressed.
I Like: The smell of roses, silk, floral teas, stabbing things, and feeling powerful.
I Don't Like: Leather, my ears, my father, feeling lost/ignorant, and my mother's insults.
These Scare Me: Love, being banished for forever, and my mother.
[/div][/div] [div class="content Parley"][div class=scroll] I Mostly Fight With a: A retractable kusari gama for easy throwing and receiving maneuvers.
I Was Trained in: Shapeshifting magic, humanoid beings and reptiles being my favorite
Strength: 11
Constitution: 16
Dexterity: 15
Wisdom: 18

Outfits: (Formal, Casual 01, Casual 02, Armor, Pajamas, Summer, Summer Solstice, Winter, Winter Solstice, Wedding)
Click images below for casual theme, romance theme, and fighting theme

​

[/div][/div] [div class="content Backstory"][div class=scroll] I Was Born on the: 1st Day of Summer
This is My Story: Being born in a barren waste land, among ruins of an old castle was depressing. So when the Nidae siblings were born, they were born knowing adversity. The Chameleon Fae had died long before them, but it made sure to bestow its gifts on the Nidae family before doing so. But there was a condition to be met: revenge. They needed to find a way back into Sodariel's realm so that they can show the rest of the Fae that they were still worthy of being apart of their home. And Alastair's family was brought up with these ideals. His mother, the High Queen Celestia, noticed that their little pocket dimension was beginning to encroach on others. The small tribe in their home of Zanubia, or what was left of it, was made to look into these occurrences and to report back to her immediately. If they failed, their families would be sent to the execution block. It was a very dark, strict rule and it was no different for her children. When Celestia discovered that one of the dimensions that they could now visit was the same one that the royals would participate in the Tournament in, she became elated. The Nidae bloodline was about to come to fruition because instead of sending two of her children, she would send all three. So she began training them, even pitting them against each other at times.

At first, Alastair was very much against it and even tried to wake his comatose father to save them from their mother who was now obsessed in warfare. But the king wouldn't wake up and as time turned Alastair cold, he grew to resent his own father. After all, why would someone who supposedly cared for the Nidae name fall so easily to an illness?

Al trained day and night for both his mind and body. His sole purpose was to learn how to beat the royals, not necessarily how to rule. And in order to fully teach himself, he would pit himself against his siblings and the men in the tribe around him. He won and fail enough to learn valuable skills and traits, but he grew colder and colder. Because every time he showed anything that fueled his mother's dream for revenge, he was nurtured and spoiled. She convinced people from her tribe to raid caravans in Sodariel for silks and other materials that fit Alastair's liking. She got him foods he had never tried, including decadent floral teas from Heloress and Ithlolen. And she even helped him play mind games on his siblings and surrounding tribesmen so that he could see what different emotions looked like on different people. The praise and prizes he got from her helped teach him things that weren't becoming of a noble man in Sodariel, but moreso one that people were taught to avoid.

He never loved like one traditionally loved. He cared for his siblings and would do everything to help them recover from what he may have done to them. He has also incurred their wrath just to feel the tinge of excitement he got from receiving pain and it somehow helped him bring them closer to him. They were a very strange family bred from physical and mental anguish, but once they made a home in Sodariel, it would be worth it. They were certain of it.
[/div][/div] [div class="content Relations"][div class=scroll]

Spoiler: Friendship Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Enemies
██████ Neutral
██████ Friends
██████ Close Friends
██████ Best Friends
██████ Family

Spoiler: Love Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Neutral
██████ Interested
██████ Crush
██████ Committed
██████ Butterflies
██████ In Love

Spoiler: Attraction Meter Key

██████ Repulsed
██████ Disgusted
██████ Neutral
██████ Confused
██████ Intrigued
██████ Heart Racing
██████ Can't Get Enough

██████ ██████ ██████ Cat Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Cat Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Rabbit Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Rabbit Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Snake Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Snake Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Deer Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Deer Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Wolf Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Wolf Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Chameleon Sibling:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Chameleon Sibling:

Relationship history here​

[/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

 

[ThePastelWitch]

[class name=root] width: 100%; height: auto; position: relative; background-image: url('https://orig00.deviantart.net/f69c/f/2013/081/9/3/da_brocade_custom_box_background_by_gasara-d5ag4ls.gif'); background-color: rgb(218, 212, 218); background-blend-mode: multiply; overflow: hidden; --image-w: 739; --image-h: 1374; [/class] [class name=flex] width: 100%; height: auto; position: relative; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: stretch; align-items: start; [/class] [class name=image] height: 82vh; width: calc( var(--image-w)/var(--image-h) * 82vh); background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/aHoLqYo.png'); background-size: contain; background-position: center bottom; [/class] [class name=name] height: 3.5vh; width: 100%; position: absolute; top: calc(82vh - 3.5vh + 1px); left: 0; background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, rgb(76, 102, 138) 30%, rgba(218, 212, 218, .5) 30%, rgba(218, 212, 218, .5) 50%, #313253 50%); background-position: bottom; background-size: 100% 3.5vh; background-repeat: no-repeat; z-index: 5; [/class] [class name=nameinside] position: absolute; bottom: 0; right: 1vw; height: auto; max-width: 100%; z-index: 6; font-size: 13.25vh; font-family: 'Cormorant Upright'; line-height: .77; padding-bottom: 3.5vh; text-align: right; color: transparent; background-clip: text; -webkit-background-clip: text; background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, #d61d70, #ff66a8, #ff66a8, #d61d70); [/class] [class name=container] min-height: 500px; height: 65vh; min-width: 300px; position: relative; flex: 1; display: flex; flex-flow: column nowrap; justify-content: stretch; align-items: stretch; [/class] [class name=tabs] position: relative; margin-top: 5vmin; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: flex-end; font-size: initial; [/class] [class name=tab] position: relative; margin-right: 1.5vw; font-size: calc(1em + 3vh); font-family: 'Cormorant Upright'; line-height: 1; cursor: pointer; color: black; transition: all 1s; [/class] [class name=selected] color: #dc54a5; pointer-events: none; [/class] [class name=divide] width: 100%; height: 5px; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: -10%; padding-left: 10%; background-image: linear-gradient(to right, rgba(76, 102, 138, 0), rgb(76, 102, 138) 20%); [/class] [class name=contentholder] position: relative; margin: 0 15px; flex: 1; [/class] [class name=content] position: absolute; width: 100%; height: 100%; top: 0; left: 0; font-size: initial; [/class] [class name=scroll] position: relative; width: 100%; height: 100%; padding-right: 250px; overflow-y: scroll; overflow-x: hidden; font-family: 'Philosopher'; font-size: 1.1em; color: black; [/class] [script=tab] hide content show Basics [/script] [script class=tab version=2 on=click] (removeClass "selected" "tab") (addClass "selected") (fadeOut 1000 "content") (fadeIn 1000 (getText)) [/script] [div class=root] [div class=name][div class=nameinside]Isadora Usagian[/div][/div] [div class=flex] [div class=image][/div] [div class=container] [div class=tabs] [div class="tab selected"]Basics[/div][div class=tab]Psyche[/div][div class=tab]Parley[/div][div class=tab]Backstory[/div][div class=tab]Relations[/div] [/div] [div class=divide][/div] [div class=contentholder] [div class="content Basics"][div class=scroll] I Was Named: Isadora Alessandra Usagian (Iz-ah-dohr-ah Ahl-ess-ahn-drah Oos-ah-gee-ehn)
But People Call Me: Isa | Aless | Sea Bunny | Imposter
I Am: Eighteen years old
I Was Born A: Girl
So I Accept These Identifiers: She/Her
I Also Identify As A: Bisexual
I Sound Like: This
I Am This Tall: Five feet
My Physique is Best Described as: Slim Thic (Apple)
My Hair is the Color of: Silver
My Hair Reaches My: Hip
My Eyes are the Color of: Icy Blue
The Rabbit Fae Gave Me: White bunny ears and a small, white cottontail
I Also Have: a beauty mark in the shape of a cupcake (or muffin?) on my left shoulder blade, burn scars on my fingertips from many baking mistakes, and a pierced right ear.
I Look Like: Korwa from Granblue Fantasy [/div][/div] [div class="content Psyche"][div class=scroll] Observant: Since she was always on the lookout for someone noticing her ears or the queen, she's learned to notice the smallest of things in a defensive way.
Sincere: Her parents taught her that no matter how dark the world is, it doesn't have to effect her. So she always tries to be honest and positive to those around her.
Compassionate: Though her heart is fragile, she has learned that it could be worse. So she takes this mindset and hopes that she can help others avoid horrible events like the ones she's been subjected to.
Skittish: The rabbit princess is easily spooked, especially when distracted. If she feels that she's in the way or if it feels like someone is edging towards being hostile to her, she automatically runs.
Naive: Since she's avoided most of the people in her life, she's not the best at knowing how the world works. Reading about it and experiencing it are two completely different things, after all.
Guarded: While she likes to help people, she doesn't like to have anyone get close to her. She's convinced that anything someone does nice concerning her is because they need something of her, rather than out of the goodness of their hearts.
I'm Also Good at: Fishing, speed reading, and makeup.
Guilty Pleasure: Smutty, romance novels.
I Have My Quirks: My ears tuck downward when I'm scared. I hop back and forth from one foot to another when extremely excited.
I Like: Rain showers, grilled vegetables, baking, cuddling up in a fur coat when it gets cold, putting together puzzles
I Don't Like: Loud noises, blood, meat, tobacco of any kind, anyone touching her tail
These Scare Me: Snakes, fire, and dying alone
[/div][/div] [div class="content Parley"][div class=scroll] I Mostly Fight With a: A fishing pole re-purposed into a staff.
I Was Trained in: Summoning Magic (Avian) with cranes being my favorite summon.
Strength: 8
Constitution: 13
Dexterity: 18
Wisdom: 14

Outfits: (Formal, Casual 01, Casual 02, Armor, Pajamas, Summer, Summer Solstice, Winter, Winter Solstice, Wedding)
Click images below for casual theme (smile), romance theme (pout), and fighting theme (creative)

​

[/div][/div] [div class="content Backstory"][div class=scroll] I Was Born on the: 15th Day of Spring
This is My Story: Isadora wasn't born royal, but it was obvious that she was of royal lineage the day she was birthed. When her white, rabbit ears popped upward, her mother knew immediately the scandal that it would cause. You see, King Marco Usagian was a man who loved his queen dearly, but wasn't the most loyal of men. And when the baker's wife made a delivery to the castle one day, they both were unable to resist each other. Unfortunately, those ears appearing would be mere proof of their infidelity and out of fear, Marzia left in the middle of the night with her child. The baker pleaded with the king to help him find his missing wife and newborn child, but as if he knew what had happened, the king refused and blamed it on poor timing and funding. But concerned for his new daughter, he did point the baker to Truvaria, where some of their soldiers could easily be hired for such a task. And the baker did just that. He pooled all of his coin into finding his family, even if it kept him from doing anything other than working.

Meanwhile, the illegitimate Usagian princess and her mother had been taken to the Ombar Dominion since it was the last place the baker would look. But unable to get decent work immediately, Marzia was forced to help the Guild of Thieves in certain missions as a means to provide for Isadora. The Guild, no matter how shady their businesses were, made sure to take care of their own. So when Isa reached the age of eight, they offered to give her a proper education. Marzia couldn't refuse since she didn't have the time to formally educate the girl. And so the Guild took the young Usagian princess under their wing. And in order to keep her ears hidden, her mother helped pin them down every morning and wrapped a scarf around her head. Many thought it was just an odd fashion choice, but so was white hair, so they didn't pay the little girl too much mind. The Guild, however, found it to be a sure way for someone to recognize her and tried to get her to remove the head scarf. Not wanting to disappoint her mother, Isa fought to keep it on. But at such a young age, she wasn't able to do much before it was snatched away. And her true identity was revealed.

The Guild wasted no time in reporting her and Marzia to Ithlolen's royal family, seeing as they saw this as a way of making peace with the Usagian king. They wanted more trade routes through the island network, after all, and this was a way to get it. But they were shocked to find out that the child was illegitimate once arriving with Marzia and Isa in hand. So instead of using it as leverage, they merely acted as if it was in the "good of their hearts." They would propose the trade idea later.

Queen Penelope Usagian, after giving birth to her third child now, was more than livid and heartbroken. As the court decided what to do with the "new" princess, the queen made sure to persuade them into believing Marzia had committed treason. And while being backed into a corner, the king was forced to behead his daughter's mother; and Isa was forced to watch by Penelope's orders. Heartbroken and scarred, the little rabbit princess sobbed and attempted to run from the castle. But the queen had her men stop Isa so that they can hold trial over what the little girl's fate would be. The court ruled in favor of making her an official royal since she was the first, Usagian princess born and would be required for the Tournament. Even if she was illegitimate. The queen grew bitter after hearing this ruling and refused to play the role of mother to a child birthed from her husband's affair.

Isa, rather than turn cold and angry, had become frightened. She was frightened of the world around her now that she had no one that she could truly depend on and was forced into a life where no one wanted her. Even as the years rolled by and the queen's hostility towards the princess died with each additional child, Isa never truly felt comfortable being apart of the Usagian family. But since she was the first girl and had a heretical duty, she was forced to learn magic and how to fight.

She wasn't strong. Far from it. But she was quick and learned quicker than average. Her father, when he finally made time to have full conversations with her, said that after childhood of incredible struggles, her body learned how to run from most situations. He helped her find what magic she actually wanted to learn and also helped her learn that she wasn't alone in feeling guilty after her mother's death. King Marco also felt incredibly guilty for all of the pain that he had caused. And that's when Isa opened her heart to her birth father. Her defense slowly melted away when she felt the man's sincerity.

After years of training, Isa was able to summon birds to her aid. Rather than stay cooped in the library, which she had done a lot when she first was made a princess, she liked to stay by the docks and the beach. She learned to fish, since the concentration and silence helped ease her nerves, and she loved to go for long swimming sessions in the water. And when she summoned the birds, she felt like she had friends.

By the age of sixteen, Isa had made friends with the royal beautician and had learned different makeup techniques from the woman. She loved to change her face with the various substances and brushes because if there was one thing she loved more than reading or playing with her bird friends, it was watching her creations come to life on her very own face. The intricacies of the art kept away the thoughts of the only reason she was spared. The Tournament. But as soon as she was told she'd have to leave with her brother, she realized that this was the end. If she didn't win or help her brother win in some way, would they execute her? Would they exile her? It's true Penelope was more dismissive than hostile now, but the rabbit princess always found herself fearful of what would happen after the Tournament. After all, the woman made an eight year watch their own mother be executed. It wouldn't be wrong to assume that Isa's life was still in danger, right? [/div][/div] [div class="content Relations"][div class=scroll]

Spoiler: Friendship Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Enemies
██████ Neutral
██████ Friends
██████ Close Friends
██████ Best Friends
██████ Family

Spoiler: Love Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Neutral
██████ Interested
██████ Crush
██████ Committed
██████ Butterflies
██████ In Love

Spoiler: Attraction Meter Key

██████ Repulsed
██████ Disgusted
██████ Neutral
██████ Confused
██████ Intrigued
██████ Heart Racing
██████ Can't Get Enough

██████ ██████ ██████ Cat Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Cat Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Rabbit Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Snake Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Snake Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Deer Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Deer Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Wolf Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Wolf Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Alastair Nidae:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Chameleon Prince/ss:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Chameleon Prince/ss:

Relationship history here​

[/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

 

[pinnasina]

Hebian Princess — WIP (History)
Click the top-right symbol and the four circles to flip through the tabs.​

[class="bg"] width: 440px; height: 435px; background: #2D2D2D; margin: auto; position: relative; z-index: 0; box-sizing: border-box; padding: 10px; [/class] [class="picture"] width: 370px; height: 90px; background: url('https://i.ibb.co/DW0Xdpj/AE364267-A108-4571-8-B62-425-CE76-E0423.jpg'); background-size: 110%; background-position: 98% 1%; position: relative; filter: brightness(90%); z-index: -1; [/class] [class="person"] width: 170px; height: 365px; background: url('https://static.zerochan.net/Pokémon.full.2023127.jpg'); background-size: cover; background-position: 49% 58%; position: absolute; margin-left: 250px; margin-top: 50px; filter: saturate(30%) brightness(97%); [/class] [class="person_text"] cursor: default; display: none; width: 170px; height: 365px; background: rgba(45, 45, 45, 0.3); box-sizing: border-box; padding: 14px 10px 0px 10px; font-size: 12px; color: #ffffff; text-shadow: 3px 3px 4px #333840; line-height: 13px; [/class] [class="block"] height: 8px; width: 12px; display: inline-block; box-sizing: border-box; [/class] [class="text_1"] background: #F7F7F7; width: 240px; height: 314px; box-sizing: border-box; overflow: hidden; padding: 10px; position: relative; margin-top: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; [/class] [class="text_2"] width: 120%; height: 297px; overflow-Y: scroll; overflow-X: hidden; [/class] [class="text_3"] box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 220px; color: #191719; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; cursor: default; [/class] [class="text_33"] box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 220px; color: #191719; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; cursor: default; display: none; [/class] [class="text_333"] box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 220px; color: #191719; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; cursor: default; display: none; [/class] [class="text_3333"] box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 220px; color: #191719; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; cursor: default; display: none; [/class] [class="icon"] width: 40px; height: 40px; background: url('https://i.imgur.com/8FSYIRP.png'); background-size: cover; background-position: 12% 0%; position: relative; float: right; cursor: pointer; filter:saturate(0%) brightness(100%) [/class] [class="icon_options"] width: 370px; height: 90px; background: rgba(45, 45, 45, 0.3); box-sizing: border-box; display: none; [/class] [script class="icon" on="mouseenter"] fadeIn 900 icon_options fadeIn 900 person_text [/script] [script class="circle1" on="click"] fadeOut 900 icon_options fadeOut 900 person_text fadeIn 900 text_3 hide text_33 hide text_333 hide text_3333 [/script] [script class="circle2" on="click"] fadeOut 900 icon_options fadeOut 900 person_text hide text_3 fadeIn 900 text_33 hide text_333 hide text_3333 [/script] [script class="circle3" on="click"] fadeOut 900 icon_options fadeOut 900 person_text hide text_3 hide text_33 fadeIn 900 text_333 hide text_3333 [/script] [script class="circle4" on="click"] fadeOut 900 icon_options fadeOut 900 person_text hide text_3 hide text_33 hide text_333 fadeIn 900 text_3333 [/script] [class="center_circle"] width: 250px; height: 90px; display: flex; align-items: center; justify-content: center; [/class] [class="circle1"] width: 22px; height: 22px; border-radius: 100%; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; background: #C7B894; transition: 0.5s all ease-out; [/class] [class name="circle1" state="hover"] background: #412727; [/class] [class="circle2"] width: 22px; height: 22px; border-radius: 100%; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; background: #C7B894; transition: 0.5s all ease-out; [/class] [class name="circle2" state="hover"] background: #412727; [/class] [class="circle3"] width: 22px; height: 22px; border-radius: 100%; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; background: #C7B894; transition: 0.5s all ease-out; [/class] [class name="circle3" state="hover"] background: #412727; [/class] [class="circle4"] width: 22px; height: 22px; border-radius: 100%; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; background: #C7B894; transition: 0.5s all ease-out; [/class] [class name="circle4" state="hover"] background: #412727; [/class] [class="breaks"] width: 20px; height: 10px; background: transparent; display: inline-block; [/class]

code by @fudgecakez

[div class="bg"] [div class="icon"][/div] [div class="person"] [div class="person_text"] username:

pinnasina​

activity:

slowly getting back into rping. im mostly active at nighttime (gmt+8)​

writing samples:

exhibit a, b & c​

strength:

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"]

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [/div]​

constitution:

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"]

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [/div]​

dexterity:

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"]

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [/div]​

wisdom:

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"]

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [/div]​

[/div] [/div] [div class="picture"] [div class="icon_options"] [div class="center_circle"] [div class="circle1"][/div] [div class="breaks"][/div] [div class="circle2"][/div] [div class="breaks"][/div] [div class="circle3"][/div] [div class="breaks"][/div] [div class="circle4"][/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="text_1"] [div class="text_2"] [div class="text_3"]

full name:

shani masikah al-mahalath of the hebian royalty.​

alias(es):

the sanguine serpent - most of ombar call her that for her scarlet scales and her pervasive positivity. her enemies, however, are privy to the other face of the sanguine serpent: a bloody princess with a trail of corpses trailing behind her path to the title of viscountess.

age:

23 years old.​

biological gender:

female.​

identifying pronouns:

she/her.​

sexuality:

heterosexual.​

face claim:

candela - pokemon go.​

voiceclaim:

josephine montilyet - dragon age.​

appearance:

height - five feet. and she'll still kick your ass to the curb.

body type - amazonian, baby. curvy and toned.

eye color - a shade of lemon that's bright and vivid enough to look neon.

hair color - deep brown.

hair length - short and scruffy. it's long enough to reach her neck.

animal attributes - compared to the rest of her siblings, (both the living and the dead,) she has the closest resemblance to her Original. Across her back, neck, shoulders, arms, and legs are expansive patches of sturdy crimson scales. Aside from that, she also has the forked tongue, the sharp fangs (sans the poison), and the serpentine irises distinctive to the Snake Fae.

physical misc - she will, almost always, line her eyes with shimmering gold and leave a touch of dark wine red on her lips.

outfits:

indoor casual - a / b / c.

outdoor casual - a / b.

pajamas - a.

combat - a / b.

formal - a (black tie) / b (white tie).

wedding - a.

summer - a / b / c / d (solstice).

winter - a / b / c (solstice).

favorite accessories - a (always) / b (sometimes) / c (sometimes).

[/div] [div class="text_33"]

favoured weapon:

a sturdy cane, hollowed out to propel out poisoned darts​

Masikah has never been apt at either combat or sports from the get-go. besides. "why fight when flight is an option?" However, should push come to shove, she has her trusty cane to either hit people with or shoot people with.

magical training:

emotional control.​

Pursuing an education in emotional control felt natural to her, given her natural aptitude for it. With the discreet help of her tutor, Ammon, she learned to rule her emotions and refine her natural ability with finesse, rather than with crudeness.

Despite her skill, Masikah prefers to accomplish things the old-fashioned way: through charisma and coercion. Seeing as she hasn't given up her fae link, she knows that manipulating the links too much would undoubtedly blow up in her face and she fears the consequences of this. More than that, however, she fears the idea of relying too much on her ability, rendering it a crutch. So, as much as possible, she uses her abilities sparingly. A little prod here and a push there is all it takes. Never so much as to risk detection.

strength:

8.​

constitution:

11.​

dexterity:

9.​

wisdom:

17.​

[/div] [div class="text_333"]

❝ the only way to victory is with me. ❞

mbti:

entj-t​

traits:

cerebral - if you think she has it out against emotions or that she thinks that following your heart is weak, then you've got it all wrong. hell, it's the absolute opposite. she values emotions greatly and understands how amazing and useful our feelings can be, just as her mentor had taught her.
the only problem lies in the fact that emotions aren't exactly ideal for someone as mercurial and ambitious as herself. when it comes to decision-making, masikah follows her head, not her heart.

diligent - masikah firmly believes that as long as she wills it, it'll all come to fruition. and it's worked out for her a majority of the time, seeing as she's now the official crown princess of the ombar dominion. her strong sense of diligence and determination have led her far, but with the upcoming trials in the tournament, will it be enough to help her succeed?

dogmatic - although she genuinely enjoys the art of debate, you should know that changing her mind on anything is nigh impossible. after all, she believes herself to know what's best, for herself and for others. because of this, she acts self-righteous, especially when it comes to the matter of ombar.

overbearing - masikah has a little savior complex going on in her head. she believes that only she can save ombar, thus making her the best candidate. she prizes her opinions and ideas, often believing the opinions and ideas of others to be less. and so, she expects everyone to fall-in-line like it's the natural thing to do. which it isn't, so she's gonna have a 'fun' time at the tournament.

nationalistic - no matter who wears the crown, masikah will never stop caring about the welfare of her people. that being said, it certainly wouldn't hurt to be the viscountess as it would put her in a position that would allow her to nurture ombar and make it thrive.
because of her strong loyalty to ombar, she abhors the thieves' guild as she believes them to be detrimental to the reputation and economy of ombar.

sensitive - her emotions can be a little... overwhelming. masikah feels her emotions strongly and is prone to overreacting, should she fail to rein herself in.

likes:

boardgames - it's a family tradition to break out the board games once every two months. and masikah would never miss it for the world.

embroidery - while she can't personally vouch for the hobby of embroidery itself, she can appreciate the amount of effort put into each finished product.

glass figurines - In a rare display of filial affection, her mother had gifted her with an intricate sand-colored marble the size of her pre-pubescent hand. ever since then, she's been hooked on glass marbles and figurines and has taken to collecting them as a hobby.

journalling - it used to be just a way to manage her volatile emotions. now, it genuinely is a hobby of hers. she always keeps it close and makes a habit of writing in her diary at least once a week.

kabsa - when things go downhill, masikah has a habit of making herself a plate of kabsa to cheer herself up.

romance novels - she hates that people rag on romance novels. so what if they're sappy, cheesy, and often unrealistic? they allow others to live vicariously in an ideal world! it's perfect the way it is and she won't have anyone talk smack about it.

skin care - you think it’s easy to maintain the luster of her scales?

traveling to foreign lands - traveling the world has always been a dream for her. a pipe dream, sure, but a dream no less. she often fantasizes about learning foreign cultures and taking a few traditions back into her homeland.

dislikes:

being lied to - for masikah, there is nothing more hurtful than someone lying straight to her face. she'd rather have someone hate her to her face than learn about it through someone else. the hurt is significantly worse coming from someone she trusts, as she always expects complete transparency from her loved ones.

being told she can't do something - it's during times like these that her inner brat shines through. tell her to not do something and you can bet on her doing that thing just to prove to you that she can do whatever she wants.

corn soup - there's actually a story behind her extreme loathing for the dish and it involves her mischievous twin brother.

jewelry - her skin tends to itch from the accessories. suffice it to say, jewelry looks better in her jewelry box than on her.

molting - every few months, masikah feels an itch that just won't go away. she understands how important molting is for her health, but that doesn't mean that she likes it.

public and physical contact/affection - the hebians have always been sensitive to touch so most avoid physical contact in public as just a slight brush of the hand is considered to be an intimate form of affection. masikah, having grown up in such an environment, subscribes to this belief and thus, detests and avoids physical contact and affection as much as possible.

fears:

dying alone - masikah often finds herself thinking about the future, particularly her death. a cold and lonely bed, attended only by a nurse that they had hired, with no child or husband to hold her as she falls into oblivion... it's not a pretty vision.

her deeds coming to light - masikah understands the gravity of her deeds, but it's all for a good cause! others, however, might not be so understanding of her consequentialist perspective of her cruel acts.

horses - her father thought it best to teach her the ropes with horse-riding as a prelude to chariot racing. that thought ended when she was nearly trampled by that same horse. suffice it to say, her father never brought it up again after that.

mediocrity - nothing scares her as much as mediocrity does. to never reach her potential, despite all of her attempts, to fall short of that throne, the idea that she's not destined for greatness, that she's not as great as she believes... it's because of that fear that she finds it difficult to relax.

❝ make ombar great again. ❞

name day:

spring 18.​

history:

subject to change to accommodate sibling.​

→ Viscountess Asiyah was a free-spirited woman who loathed the idea of tying herself to a single suitor. So, she changed the system of royal courtship to suit her needs. Instead of

→ Her parents, Viscountess Asiyah Hebian and Kisereth Al-Mahalath, were brief lovers. They were, shall we say, lovey-dovey, but Kisereth knew how fickle the affections of his viscountess could be. In his attempts to keep her, he became controlling and jealous, two things that Viscountess Asiyah absolutely loathed in a partner. The affair lost its luster and after the twins were born, she soon moved on to court another noble family. Kisereth was heartbroken. And he was determined to bring her back into his life.

→ The idea of training his children for the throne Kisereth was strict on his children, particularly Masikah. The children were almost always stuck inside their libraries, studying

→

Marriage between the nobility was only ever for politics. Viscountess Asiyah was a free-spirited woman. Marriage wasn

Masikah and Zohar were the fruit of their fervent yet fleeting union. And seeing them, he decided that he would bring her back into his life through their children.

Zohar and Masikah were the fruit of a brief yet passionate union between the powerful Viscountess, Asiyah Hebian, and the heir to the budding Al-Mahalath family, Kisereth.

During then, the two were rather, shall we say, lovey-dovey, but Kisereth knew how fickle the affections of his beloved viscountess could be. In his attempts to keep her, he became controlling and jealous, two things that the viscountess absolutely loathed in a partner. The affair lost its luster and after the twins were born, she soon moved on to court another noble family. Kisereth was heartbroken. He had hoped for something beyond a dalliance. He had hoped for a life with her. So, he decided that he would make her look his way again. By raising their children with the goal of putting them on the throne.

Their father, Kisereth was incredibly strict, especially in the tutelage of Masikah. Each new day had a different scholar tutoring the twins on a variety of subjects. Whether it was in Kisereth was strict on his twins. but for the adventurous viscountess, the affair soon lost its luster and it wasn't long before she moved on to court another noble family. Kisereth was heartbroken by her swiftness. He held deeper feelings for the viscountess and soon vowed to gain her attention once more, through whatever means possible.

After news broke out about the passing of their crown prince, she proposed an ultimatum to her twin: either he pledges his undying loyalty and servitude or he doesn't. she proposed an ultimatum. he should swear never to doubt her again. to never go against her. if he can promise and live to that, she would save him from the charges against him. otherwise, she would allow the investigation to move forward

→ zohar and masikah are born from the union between viscountess asiyah and nobleman kisereth al-mahalath
→ bc of her appearance, her father was like dope time to make plans to push my daughter for the crown
→ she welcomed the pressure bc one heck yea they recognise my greatness and two, she had her right-hand man, her twin brother, acting as support
→ at some point, her latent ability in emotional control started to surface and eventually became an incident of its own within the al-mahalath household → dad was like uh uh this is good but we cant let anyone know. giving her up to the church is also a big no no and would be detrimental to their ambitions so they hire some rando whos illegally practicing emotional control
→ from then on, she became a lot busier bc uh she had anger management issues and shes an empath so hahah this is so fun
→ if ur asking where mama snake was in all this, she's busy doing government and thieves guild stuff. all parenting falls on the other parent btw and only if theyre worthy and become the viscount(ess) can they legally and officially take the surname of hebian ya feel? until then, the royal children keep the name of their noble parent instead
→ so education time is done yipee time to spend some quality bonding time with her twin and also continue on their power trip straight to the crown but like surprise her twin aint hanging with her as much and suddenly hes all like maybe we shouldnt like assassinate our fuckin sibling. shes all like wtf u were ok with blackmail and disparaging their reputation through fraud but assassination is where u draw the line? smh bro
→ not only that, hes like hey this is real bad and i think we should just stop it here and now hes all chummy chummy with the thieves guild too! and she HATES the thieves guild, not bc theyre thieves or anything lmao but because they put a bad name to all of the ombar dominion. when people think ombar, they immediately think thieves guild and like she aint livin for that. ombar should be known for itself, not for its corruption smh
→ so get this, her twin is super great at poison, right? and she also stages a public falling out with him to make her seem unrelated right? (also during this time, eyes were starting to turn to her feels not good and things are heating up) then she uses one of his custom concoctions and hires some assassin or something while leaving two trails between her twin and some other unfortunate fella who happened to be against the person she had ordered a hit on idek ill leave details vague for now maybe she do that to give him a choice join her again or shell leave him to the dust mk with me or against me dilemma
→ great. plan is going well, and it comes to light that woah woah woah twin here is related to this incident of royal murder hmmmm (btw during this time, she's received some favor from her mama so while her mama probably knows that masikah called the hit, she probs wont call her out on it ya feel this is how the game is played in ombar man)
→ with a lil pleading, her bro is exiled instead of executed bc hes still well-liked ya kno. they exile him, and he goes off to the mages college. nice for that guy. but while its eating away at her that he didnt take her threat seriously and he really went away shes like nah cant let this affect him convince urself that u hate him and that he betrayed u by not going with u mk hon
→ meanwhile the game of royal sibling domino is goin great and shes practically gon be assured that sweet sweet throne
→ during this time, she explores the idea of betrothal btw and idk if shes going to be married yet or just engaged to another kingdom's yet mk im workin on that part

Under Viscountess Asiyah's rule, close to no one in the Hebian family remembers their childhood with fondness or nostalgia.
btw im going to rewrite that haha dw i just needed that for the flow

[/div] [div class="text_3333"]

Spoiler: Friendship Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Enemies
██████ Neutral
██████ Friends
██████ Close Friends
██████ Best Friends
██████ Family

Spoiler: Love Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Neutral
██████ Interested
██████ Crush
██████ Committed
██████ Butterflies
██████ In Love

Spoiler: Attraction Meter Key

██████ Repulsed
██████ Disgusted
██████ Neutral
██████ Confused
██████ Intrigued
██████ Heart Racing
██████ Can't Get Enough

snake mother (x):

██████​

Relationship

snake father(x):

██████​

Relationship

snake sibling:

██████​

Relationship

cat prince:

██████ ██████ ██████​

Relationship

cat princess:

██████ ██████ ██████​

Relationship

rabbit prince:

██████ ██████ ██████​

Relationship

rabbit princess:

██████ ██████ ██████​

Relationship

deer prince:

██████ ██████ ██████​

Relationship

deer princess:

██████ ██████ ██████​

Relationship

wolf prince:

██████ ██████ ██████​

Relationship

wolf princess:

██████ ██████ ██████​

Relationship

fox prince:

██████ ██████ ██████​

Relationship

fox princess:

██████ ██████ ██████​

Relationship

chameleon prince:

██████ ██████ ██████​

Relationship

chameleon princess:

██████ ██████ ██████​

Relationship

chameleon princess:

██████ ██████ ██████​

Relationship

[/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

 

[Bhmbdk]

WIP Crown rabbit prince

 

[SilverFeathers]

[class name=root] width: 100%; height: auto; position: relative; background-image: url('https://jooinn.com/images/ice-background-2.jpg'); background-color: rgb(218, 212, 218); background-blend-mode: multiply; overflow: hidden; --image-w: 739; --image-h: 1374; [/class] [class name=flex] width: 100%; height: auto; position: relative; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: stretch; align-items: start; [/class] [class name=image] height: 60vh; width: calc( var(--image-w)/var(--image-h) * 90vh); background-image: url('https://www.rpnation.com/gallery/wolf-princess-edited-png.41615/full'); background-size: contain; background-position: center bottom; [/class] [class name=name] height: 3.5vh; width: 100%; position: absolute; top: calc(82vh - 3.5vh + 1px); left: 0; background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, rgb(222, 184, 135) 30%, rgba(218, 212, 218, .5) 30%, rgba(218, 212, 218, .5) 50%, #a59db5 50%); background-position: bottom; background-size: 100% 3.5vh; background-repeat: no-repeat; z-index: 5; [/class] [class name=nameinside] position: absolute; bottom: 0; right: 1vw; height: auto; max-width: 100%; z-index: 6; font-size: 13.25vh; font-family: 'Cormorant Upright'; line-height: .77; padding-bottom: vh; text-align: right; color: transparent; background-clip: text; -webkit-background-clip: text; background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, #B22222, #DC143C, #DC143C, #B22222); [/class] [class name=container] min-height: 500px; height: 65vh; min-width: 300px; position: relative; flex: 1; display: flex; flex-flow: column nowrap; justify-content: stretch; align-items: stretch; [/class] [class name=tabs] position: relative; margin-top: 5vmin; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: flex-end; font-size: initial; [/class] [class name=tab] position: relative; margin-right: 1.5vw; font-size: calc(1em + 3vh); font-family: 'Cormorant Upright'; line-height: 1; cursor: pointer; color: #001651; transition: all 1s; [/class] [class name=selected] color: #960000; pointer-events: none; [/class] [class name=divide] width: 100%; height: 5px; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: -10%; padding-left: 10%; background-image: linear-gradient(to right, rgba(107, 142, 35, 0), #87001b 20%); [/class] [class name=contentholder] position: relative; margin: 0 15px; flex: 1; [/class] [class name=content] position: absolute; width: 100%; height: 100%; top: 0; left: 0; font-size: initial; [/class] [class name=scroll] position: relative; width: 100%; height: 100%; padding-right: 250px; overflow-y: scroll; overflow-x: hidden; font-family: 'Philosopher'; font-size: 1.1em; color: #001651; [/class] [script=tab] hide content show Basics [/script] [script class=tab version=2 on=click] (removeClass "selected" "tab") (addClass "selected") (fadeOut 1000 "content") (fadeIn 1000 (getText)) [/script] [div class=root] [div class=flex] [div class=image][/div] [div class=container] [div class=tabs] [div class="tab selected"]Basics[/div][div class=tab]Persona[/div][div class=tab]Combat[/div][div class=tab]Backstory[/div][div class=tab]Relations[/div] [/div] [div class=divide][/div] [div class=contentholder] [div class="content Basics"][div class=scroll] Full Name: Lyndi Norellia-Sael Canis
Alias(es): Nora | The Iron-Blooded Wolf
Age: 27
Biological Gender: Female
Identifying Pronoun: She/Her
Sexuality: Demisexual
Voice: Link
Height: 5'8
Body Type: Athletic/Toned/Willowy
Hair Color: Dark indigo/cobalt
Hair Length: Waist-length
Eye Color: Dark scarlet/crimson
Animal Attributes: Dark blue wolf ears, a soft bushy tail and sharp fangs.
Fae Gifts: She was given the power to change into the form of a large wolf every full moon, an aptitude for enhancing magic (barrier, strength enhancement, rally allies/enemies, pain nullifying), heightened vision in the night (but lower than average in direct sunlight), and a strong sense of smell.
Other Physical Notes: Countless battle/training scars litter her back and arms. She has ear piercings on both her ears, though she only ever wears studs.
Outfits: (Casual1, Casual2, Casual3, Casual4, Ball, Formal1, Formal2, Armor, Pajamas, Summer1, Summer2, Winter1, Winter2, Winter3)
For some of these, imagine them without as much armour/accessories.
Username: SilverFeathers
Sample(s): X X X [/div][/div] [div class="content Persona"][div class=scroll] Optimistic: Having been surrounded by warmth all her life, she has become incredibly good at seeing everything in a positive light. She almost always has a smile on her face, whether it's appropriate for the cirumstances or not.
Outgoing: Most of the people she's met so far have been friendly enough to share their stories with her and chat to her amicably, which has inevitably rubbed off on her nature. She doesn't hesitate to greet new people or converse with them.
Loyal: Perhaps influenced by watching her fathers soldiers train for years outside the castle, despite there not being a single sign of war in decades, Lyndi has a strong loyalty towards those she cares for. Due to this, betrayal hits her the hardest, as she'll believe in them until the very end. She always trusts that her friends have her back as she does them.
Reckless: Nora is very much a person who cares little for consequences, constantly running off and fufilling her own whims without looking back. Although some may see this as 'bravery', that's just a rather kind way of putting it.
Brash: Due to her own self-assertive nature, Noras words can easily come off as being brash or arrogant. She can be mercilessly blunt and give herself more enemies than she means to.
Easy to read: Although she's not particularly emotional, her facial expressions can be easy to read as her mood changes. Although she's been teased for it at times, she's never felt the need to wear a mask.
Skills: Combat, Making toy soldiers dolls, Battle tactics, gardening
Guilty Pleasures: Sneaking away from situations, playing war games by herself
Quirks: Her hair becomes frizzier and more of a mess when she gets excited, whereas when shes bored it looks straighter and longer. Her eyes light up like a predators when she gets angry, whilst her fangs and nails sharpen.
Likes: Exercise, meat, challenges, sparring, deep blues, baked treats, dancing, snow
Dislikes: Medication, being restricted, vegetables, deep caverns, bright lights, writing, high temperatures, deserts
Fears: Never seeing her family again, thunder [/div][/div] [div class="content Combat"][div class=scroll] Favored Weapon: Her hefty greatsword which is sharpened to the point of reflecting light. It was gifted by her father during her 20th birthday. Coincidentally, her stepmother gifted her a set of armour that same day, which has also been her favourite for years.
Magical Training: Enhancing Magic(Pain Nullifying)
Strength: 18
Constitution: 17
Dexterity: 14
Wisdom: 8
[/div][/div] [div class="content Backstory"][div class=scroll] Name Day: 42nd day of Winter
Background: Lyndi was born an extremely weak and sickly child. Many wondered if she'd even make it pass infancy. Her mother, Baroness Naistalia, had passed away during the childbirth process, leaving Baron Agnor in utter despair at the possibility of losing both his wife and newborn. Fortunately, under the tender care of her father and the hundreds of doctors he ordered to watch over her, she survived and rapidly grew in strength. Although she still continued to take medication throughout her early childhood, she could act like a normal child again. Perhaps since she was deprived of such things back then, she found everything around her fascinating. From the soldiers training rigoriously not too far from the castle, to the citizens bustling to and fro the mines, she was mesmerized by it all. She was particularly interested in magic, but since she was born with a poor aptitude for it, she hadn't made much progress in that area. Fortunately however, she turned her interest to the soldiers in the barracks, quickly being determined to becoming an unrivalled warrior.

Before long she began sneaking out of the castle alongside her trusted personal knight with reckless abandon, both to explore as well as sneakily train with the soldiers of Truvaria. Those little trips were incredibly exciting for her at the time, quickly becoming addicted to such exhilaration. She adored seeing everything her kingdom stood for, how the people worked together, and their diligent nature. Inevitably she was kidnapped briefly for ransom, before her father swung his iron hammer down and utterly eradicated those evildoers. After being grounded for what seemed like forever, not regretting her actions at all, Nora came to know of a new lady by her fathers side.

She was beautiful and kind, never once neglecting Lyndi who was not her blood-related child, but her presence still left an itch in her heart. At night, she'd frequently cradle the picture of her deceased mother and her father with mixed emotions. Baron Agnor, being the doting father he is, refused to wed his new lover until Lyndi accepted her. Fortunately, they did not have to wait for too long, with both their pampering breaking down the little guard Nora had up. Not long after, Truvaria was blessed with a new baronness, and many little babies for Nora to play with. She embraced the role of the eldest sibling wholeheartedly, cuddling, bragging and playing with her younger siblings whenever she could. She even held little howling battles every full moon, so that they could adjust to their new strange forms. At the same time, she did not slack in her interest in becoming a warrior in the slightest. When she reached a suitable age, her father finally gave her private tutors for her training, secretly hoping to guard her against any possible 'accidents' in the next tournament. Blessed with many features of her fae heritage, as well as a natural talent for battle, Lyndi was greatly loved by the people. Her striking resemblance to their first baronness also made them proud, believing she had lived on within her daughter.

Lyndi has lived a fortunate life as crown princess so far, but who knows if that'll be a blessing or a curse in the upcoming tournament? She has heard stories of the past incident which caused her great grandmother to be paralysed, due to this, she is a little wary of the Felinean family subconsciously. [/div][/div] [div class="content Relations"][div class=scroll]

Spoiler: Friendship Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Enemies
██████ Neutral
██████ Friends
██████ Close Friends
██████ Best Friends
██████ Family

Spoiler: Love Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Neutral
██████ Interested
██████ Crush
██████ Committed
██████ Butterflies
██████ In Love

Spoiler: Attraction Meter Key

██████ Repulsed
██████ Disgusted
██████ Neutral
██████ Confused
██████ Intrigued
██████ Heart Racing
██████ Can't Get Enough

██████ ██████ ██████ Cheyce Felinean:

Spoiler: Relationship History

Nora is naturally acquainted with Cheyce due to him training in Truvaria for six years, having only returned to Helores 4 years ago. They quickly became friends due to their similar dispositions, frequently creating mischief or playing different violent/sport-like games together, despite coming from rival kingdoms. He even taught her how to play Ollama when they were younger, whilst she pressured him into playing her war strategy boardgames. Nora personally knew Ronder, and even saw the couple together before Cheyce departed four years ago. With his presumed murder only two years later, naturally Nora was concerned about the truth of the matter and seeks to inquire about it during the tournament.

██████ ██████ ██████ Felicity Felinean:

Spoiler: Relationship History

Nora has only ever seen Felicity during the Summer and Winter Solstices as crown princesses. Seeing as sparks flew between their families whilst they were still impressionable children, they naturally grew to dislike each other instinctively. Lyndi disliked her pompous manner and indulgent lifestyle, quickly finding her completely different from her cousin Cheyce. Even though she had tried to improve her opinion of Felicity, considering she knows how much her friend cares for his cousin, their personalities constantly clash.

██████ ██████ ██████ Rabbit Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Isadora Usagian:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Ash Hebian:

Spoiler: Relationship History

Although they have never met each other, Nora has a poor impression of Ombars royal family due to her kingdoms influence. She is not pleased by the fact that her soldiers have never returned from their missions to subdue the thieves guild, some of them she even knew personally, and is naturally cautious of the shifty nature of their kingdom. Rumors of the crown princes unsightly appearance have reached her ears, though shes seen more than enough amazing soldiers with battle scars and missing limbs to not let that sway her future opinion of him.

██████ ██████ ██████ Masikah Hebian:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Zereth Fawnus:

Spoiler: Relationship History

Nora and Zereth are childhood friends, although the last time they spoke to one another was 9 years ago before he entered seclusion. They initially met each other at the yearly solstices, before she would visit him in Falindea to help show her gratitude for the healers that saved her life as a newborn, and to foster their kingdoms positive relations. As children, since one of them disliked meat and the other disliked vegetables, they used to eat each others leftovers in child-like mischief. The pair similarly enjoyed nature and plants, and consequently bonded through that. Likewise as Zereth viewed her as a strong older sister-like figure, Nora viewed him as a soft-spoken younger brother, her fourth one if she counted her other blood-related siblings. Nora respected his prowess with magic, whilst he respected hers with melee combat, and since it has been almost a decade since they last met, she thinks it would be interesting to see both their improvements in a spar at some point during the tournament. Although their close relationship is not present anymore, she still looks forward to meeting him again with her nostalgic memories.

██████ ██████ ██████ Deer Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Wolf Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Princess:

Relationship history here​

[/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

 

[Xio]

[class name=root] width: 100%; height: auto; position: relative; background-image: url('https://img.freepik.com/free-vector/seamless-pattern_1159-5086.jpg?size=626&ext=jpg'); background-color: rgb(232, 243, 250); background-blend-mode: multiply; overflow: hidden; --image-w: 739; --image-h: 1374; [/class] [class name=flex] width: 100%; height: auto; position: relative; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: stretch; align-items: start; [/class] [class name=image] height: 82vh; width: calc( var(--image-w)/var(--image-h) * 82vh); background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/USOqRjB.png'); background-size: contain; background-position: center bottom; background-repeat: no-repeat; [/class] [class name=name] height: 3.5vh; width: 100%; position: absolute; top: calc(82vh - 3.5vh + 1px); left: 0; background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, rgb(76, 102, 138) 30%, rgba(218, 212, 218, .5) 30%, rgba(218, 212, 218, .5) 50%, #313253 50%); background-position: bottom; background-size: 100% 3.5vh; background-repeat: no-repeat; z-index: 5; [/class] [class name=nameinside] position: absolute; bottom: 0; right: 1vw; height: auto; max-width: 100%; z-index: 6; font-size: 13.25vh; font-family: 'Algerian'; line-height: .77; padding-bottom: 3.5vh; text-align: right; color: transparent; background-clip: text; -webkit-background-clip: text; background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, #ea4444, #a80e0e); [/class] [class name=container] min-height: 500px; height: 65vh; min-width: 300px; position: relative; flex: 1; display: flex; flex-flow: column nowrap; justify-content: stretch; align-items: stretch; [/class] [class name=tabs] position: relative; margin-top: 5vmin; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: flex-end; font-size: initial; [/class] [class name=tab] position: relative; margin-right: 1.5vw; font-size: calc(1em + 3vh); font-family: 'Algerian'; line-height: 1; cursor: pointer; color: black; transition: all 1s; [/class] [class name=selected] color: #ea4444; pointer-events: none; [/class] [class name=divide] width: 100%; height: 5px; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: -10%; padding-left: 10%; background-image: linear-gradient(to right, rgba(76, 102, 138, 0), rgb(76, 102, 138) 20%); [/class] [class name=contentholder] position: relative; margin: 0 15px; flex: 1; [/class] [class name=content] position: absolute; width: 100%; height: 100%; top: 0; left: 0; font-size: initial; [/class] [class name=scroll] position: relative; width: 100%; height: 100%; padding-right: 250px; overflow-y: scroll; overflow-x: hidden; font-family: 'Philosopher'; font-size: 1.1em; color: black; [/class] [script=tab] hide content show Basics [/script] [script class=tab version=2 on=click] (removeClass "selected" "tab") (addClass "selected") (fadeOut 1000 "content") (fadeIn 1000 (getText)) [/script] [div class=root] [div class=name][div class=nameinside]Magnus Canis[/div][/div] [div class=flex] [div class=image][/div] [div class=container] [div class=tabs] [div class="tab selected"]Basics[/div][div class=tab]Psyche[/div][div class=tab]Parley[/div][div class=tab]Backstory[/div][div class=tab]Relations[/div] [/div] [div class=divide][/div] [div class=contentholder] [div class="content Basics"][div class=scroll] I Was Named: Magnus Canis
But People Call Me: The Flame-Blooded Wolf
I Am: 19
I Was Born A: Male
So I Accept These Identifiers: He/Him
I Also Identify As A: Heterosexual
I Am This Tall: 5' 11"
My Physique is Best Described as: Athletic, lean, or sinewy
My Hair is the Color of: Brown earth
My Hair Reaches My: Shoulders
My Eyes are the Color of: Fire
The Wolf Fae Gave Me: Pointed, hairy ears and a similarly hairy tail
I Also Have: Tattoos of ancient all across my arms, which I proudly display.
Username: Xio
Samples: A Warrior and a Scholar. [/div][/div] [div class="content Psyche"][div class=scroll] Fierce: There is no second place in the real world. Either you are on top or you are a peasant, and the people on top get everything. Magnus feels that he has to constantly prove himself.
Fair: Ironically this constant need to prove his place makes him incredibly fair. He judges people based on their arguments and strengths rather than their birth.
Proud: He thinks of his country as the greatest place in the world, and being its prince he sees himself as someone who should be the greatest in to world.
Excitable: It is not hard to get Magnus riled up. A few stirring words, the promise of a brawl, or the idea of experiencing something new is usually enough to get his full support. He's curbed his enthusiasm as he's gotten older, but he still thinks more with his heart than his head.
Loyal: Magnus does not just like Truvaria because he is its prince; he legitimately loves his country, along with its people and his family. He may distrust outsiders, but he's often the first to offer his sword arm for people he likes.
Intimidating: Between his intense personality and tendency to go berserk during a fight, he tends to scare people without trying. He is not above using his infamy either, often using threats of violence to keep rowdy soldiers in check or to finish a fight before it starts.
I'm Also Good at: Fishing, hunting, and
I Like: Strong drink, beautiful women, exercise, meat, high temperatures, fighting, sunlight, and music
I Don't Like: Politics, long silences, weakness, books, bureaucracy, winning through trickery
These Scare Me: Losing face, weakness, losing my country or family (either literally or metaphorically)
[/div][/div] [div class="content Parley"][div class=scroll] I Fight With: A battle axe, fists, and a whole lot of adrenaline.
I Was Trained in: Strength-enhancing magic. He focuses on enhancing its effect in exchange for its duration period, giving him short bursts of incredible power. However he lacks enough control to enhance his endurance at the same rate as his strength; he has to train his body and pace how much magic he uses to keep it from breaking his bones and muscles.
Strength: 15
Constitution: 13
Dexterity: 13
Wisdom: 8

[/div][/div] [div class="content Backstory"][div class=scroll] I Was Born on the: 13th day of Winter
This is My Story:
"Born in the... you know what, screw this. None of this third person or 'historical neutrality' crap. You don't want some textbook, you want a legend! And if you do like textbook stuff, then get a life, nerd. If I have to tell this, I'm telling it my way!

"I was born into the Canis family in the dead of winter, in the dead of night to Baroness Cerelia, the current wife of my father Baron Agnor. Even so young, I was crying something fierce. It was a howl that could scare off a demon. Hell, it probably scared off a lot, given when it was. Clearly, I was already on the path to being a great warrior... I see you laughing over there, Anthony. Be quiet, this is MY story. In any case, I of course grew into the strongest of my siblings. I was the second eldest, sure, but I was still leagues ahead. I trained alongside the other soldiers as well as with my eldest sister, Lyndi. She was a great teacher; she taught us how to shift, actually.

"However, as we got older it became clear that she didn't want to become a warrior. For a while, I thought that would mean I would have all of the attention as Truvaria's greatest warrior! I was already bounding ahead of the soldiers... Anthony, I swear I'm about to throw you out the window if you don't cut that crap out. I... no, I'm not drunk, YOU'RE drunk. Point is, you all know that's not what happened. Instead of giving attention to the person who actually wanted to fight, he trained her into a force to be reckoned with. Not only that, but she ended up having a talent for it! So how? How is it that, despite being as awesome as I was, I still wasn't good enough to have that kind of attention? Was it that I was simply born second? That my mother wasn't his first wife? Was Lyndi somehow better than me in some way that I wasn't? Yes, I know he was worried about her now, but back then I was furious! I hit my rebellious phase early and started causing chaos wherever I could. I snuck out, stole, got into fights with the local kids, beat up the local wildlife, fought with the servants, with the soldiers... now that I think about it, I was doing a lot of fighting. Probably how I ended up keeping pace with Lyndi, even as she got her special treatment.

"But, nothing good can last. Yes, that WAS good. Up until the barn burned down. Still sorry about that by the way, Kliff. I swear, I was not trying to. I seriously thought you had to tip cows in the barn, and I got the wrong angle... look you already got your revenge, alright? I'm still surprised I got hard time in a tower for that. It was good for me though. It got me thinking about my place in the world. There I was, having burned down a whole building, and all I got was a smack and sent to my room. I realized how lucky I was, and how unfair that was! I should have been in the dungeon, or gotten burnt, or something. I knew you were furious about it, Kliff. You all were; I got out easy. I thought Lyndi got it easier, which just made me mad, but then while I was there I learned what had happened to her. I found out about her mother, the kidnapping, everything that happened to her before I was even born. Life really is unfair. She had to go through all that, Kliff had to go without a barn, hunters went without a mark, farmers had to deal with the snow, good soldiers were dying... and there I was, a spoiled brat in a tower crying because he didn't get a teacher he wanted. Pathetic.

"I walked out of that tower a man... Anthony, laugh when you're out of stein-chucking range. Yah, think about that. So, I came out of the tower realizing how much of a baby I had been. I started training for real. I was actually training with the soldiers, learning tactics and techniques. I still feel like my brand of primal combat still works wonders, but adding existing techniques certainly helped. I even got to have actual sparring competitions with Lyndi. I don't know if she knows how jealous I was of her. She probably does. All I know is that it's... it's even. She's slightly ahead, but I'm coming up close behind. That's been my life for the last couple years, until recently. With the tournament coming up, two of us had to go. Unsurprisingly, who else would be chosen besides the two strongest warriors in the kingdom? That's right, I'm going with Lyndi!

"Personally, I don't really care about the Fae. This tournament doesn't make a lot of sense to me; why decide everything on a few fights when an army can gauge a nation's strength better. That being said, you all know Truvaria would win either way, right? You know if we fought an army, we'd have to fight bare-handed just to make it fair! You know, one on one, Lyndi and I are going to trample the competition. We'll remind them all why people fear Truvarian soldiers, and why no one has ever managed to take our homeland. They'll forfeit before the turn of the season, begging for their mothers to hide them from the big, bad wolf. Just you watch! You think that's funny?! I've had it with you, Anthony! Quit blocking me, you know he's had it coming! MOVE!"

The tavern suddenly turns into a brawl, with the prince at its epicenter. The story dies in the chaos as chairs and people go flying through the room. Now is probably a good time to slip away before one of them comes your way. [/div][/div] [div class="content Relations"][div class=scroll]

Spoiler: Friendship Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Enemies
██████ Neutral
██████ Friends
██████ Close Friends
██████ Best Friends
██████ Family

Spoiler: Love Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Neutral
██████ Interested
██████ Crush
██████ Committed
██████ Butterflies
██████ In Love

Spoiler: Attraction Meter Key

██████ Repulsed
██████ Disgusted
██████ Neutral
██████ Confused
██████ Intrigued
██████ Heart Racing
██████ Can't Get Enough

██████ ██████ ██████ Cat Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Cat Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Rabbit Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Rabbit Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Snake Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Snake Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Deer Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Deer Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Wolf Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Princess:

Relationship history here​

[/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

 

[SleepyCreamy]

~ None of the art/voices/music you see/hear from the CS is mine, they all belong to their rightful owners ~
~ NOT Mobile-Friendly ~​

[class=container] width:100%; padding-top: calc( 9/16 * 100%); [class=container] width:100%; padding-top: calc( 9/16 * 100%); background-image: linear-gradient( 30deg, #e5e5ef , #041629, #ffdfc0); box-sizing: border-box; position: relative; --color: rgb(255, 223, 192); [/class] [class=containerInside] width: 100%; height: 100%; box-sizing: border-box; padding: 10px; top:0; padding-bottom: 0px; position: absolute; [/class] [class=image] font-size:0; filter: drop-shadow(0 0 1px white); [/class] [class=Chara] position: absolute; height: 100%; padding-right: calc( 480 / 753 * 100%); top:0; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/6MdSia7.jpg?3'); background-size: contain; background-repeat: no-repeat; display: block; z-index: 2; pointer-events: none; [/class] [class=flex] position: relative; width: 100%; height: 100%; display: flex; flex-flow: column nowrap; [/class] [class=grid] display: grid; grid-template-columns: 1fr calc( 19.75% + 10px); grid-template-rows: 1fr 1fr 1fr; grid-template-areas: 'Top Avatar' 'Main Avatar' 'Bottom Avatar'; width: 100%; height: 35%; position: relative; font-size: calc( 12px + (100 - 12) * (100vh - 200px) / (1280 - 200) ); [/class] [class=Avatar] font-size:0; grid-area: Avatar; height: 100%; width: 100%; position: relative; background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/KTSfSAM.jpg?1'); background-size: contain; background-repeat: no-repeat; [/class] [class=barBG1] background-color: var(--color); grid-row-start: 2; grid-row-end: 2; grid-column-start: 1; grid-column-end: span 2; [/class] [class=topBar1] position: absolute; bottom: 0; width: 100%; text-align: right; font-size: 1em; line-height: .9; white-space: nowrap; color: var(--color); grid-area: Top; [/class] [class=botBar1] position: absolute; top:0; width: 100%; text-align: right; font-size: 1em; line-height: .9; white-space: nowrap; color: var(--color); grid-area: Bottom; [/class] [class=mainBar1] grid-area: Main; position: relative; display: block; width: 100%; height: 100%; [/class] [class=icons] position: absolute; display: block; height: auto; width: 100%; top:50%; transform: translateY(-50%); text-align: right; font-size: .75em; color: #2e2e57; [/class] [class=content] width: 100%; height: auto; margin-bottom: 2%; position: relative; flex: 1 0 auto; display: flex; flex-flow: column nowrap; [/class] [class=contentBoxes] width: 100%; flex: 1 0 auto; background-color: #e5e5ef; overflow: hidden; position: relative; [/class] [class=selectionBar] margin-top: 2%; width: 100%; height: 19.2%; background-color: var(--color); text-align: right; font-size: calc(12px + (100 - 12) * (100vh - 200px) / (1280 - 200) ); line-height: 1; color: #2e2e57; padding-right: 2%; box-sizing: border-box; [/class] [class=tab] display: inline; position: relative; cursor: pointer; [/class] [class=arrow] position: absolute; display: block; top: -70%; left: 50%; transform: translateX(-50%); color: #2e2e57; [/class] [class=contentBox] height: 98%; top:1%; right: 2%; width: 60%; position: absolute; overflow:hidden; [/class] [class=scroll] width: 100%; height: 100%; padding-right: 100px; overflow-Y: scroll; color: #2e2e57; font-size: calc( 8px + (15 - 8) * (100vw - 200px) / (1280 - 200)); [/class] [script=tab] set CurTab "Basic Info" hide personaContent hide skillsContent hide bioContent hide relationshipContent hide personaArrow hide skillsArrow hide bioArrow hide relationshipArrow [/script] [script class=tab on=click] set SelTab (getText) if (eq ${CurTab} ${SelTab} ) (stop) slideUp 500 arrow fadeOut 500 contentBox if (eq ${SelTab} "Basic Info") (slideDown 500 infoArrow) if (eq ${SelTab} "Basic Info") (fadeIn 500 infoContent) if (eq ${SelTab} "Personality") (slideDown 500 personaArrow) if (eq ${SelTab} "Personality") (fadeIn 500 personaContent) if (eq ${SelTab} "Skills") (slideDown 500 skillsArrow) if (eq ${SelTab} "Skills") (fadeIn 500 skillsContent) if (eq ${SelTab} "Biography") (slideDown 500 bioArrow) if (eq ${SelTab} "Biography") (fadeIn 500 bioContent) if (eq ${SelTab} "Relationship") (slideDown 500 relationshipArrow) if (eq ${SelTab} "Relationship") (fadeIn 500 relationshipContent) set CurTab ${SelTab} [/script] [div class=container][div class=containerInside][div class="image Chara"][/div][div class=flex][div class=grid] [div class=barBG1][/div] [div class="Avatar image"][/div] [div class=topBar1]ᐩᐩᐩᐩᐩ[/div] [div class=botBar1]FELICITY FELINEAN[/div] [div class=mainBar1][div class=icons][/div][/div] [/div][div class=content][div class=contentBoxes] [div class="contentBox infoContent"][div class=scroll][Full Name] Felicinthia Flores Felinean (Fe-li-sin-thi-yah Flo-res Fe-li-ni-yan) [Alias] Felicity III The Hope Harper [Age] 19 [Gender] Female [Pronoun] She/Her [Sexuality] (Closeted) Bisexual [Height] 5'1 [Body Type] Petite III Slim III Toned [Hair Colour] Black [Hair Length] Waist Length [Eye Colour] Amber with a hint of violet. [Animal Attributes] Cat ears on top of her head, night vision eyes, pointed canines and a short, bushy tail. [Other Physical Notes] A scar on her ankle where her demon attacked her and left a couple of puncture wounds. [Outfits] Formal {X} III Casual {X} {X} {X} III Summer {X} III Summer Solstice {X} III Winter {X} III Winter Solstice {X} III Sleepwear {X} III Combat {X} III [Gallery] Full Body {X} III Headpats {X} III Pocky {X} {X} III Chibi {X} {X} III Swimsuit {X} III [Face Claim] Texas Arknight [/div][/div] [div class="contentBox personaContent"][div class=scroll][ᐩ Intelligent ᐩ]: Felicity can be considered as a natural genius. At the age of three, she started reading and writing. She’s excellent at puzzles and memorizing patterns, routes and items. However, that doesn’t stop Felicity from being curious and learning more about herself and the other beings around her. She takes every chance she gets to improve her knowledge. [ᐩ Determined ᐩ] Whenever Felicity feels strongly passionate about something, she will never rest until the job is done. If it’s a goal of hers, then she will pursue it with pure belief and positive energy. [ᐩ Altruistic ᐩ] Felicity is a kind and good-natured person, she will put the needs of others before her. She thinks that accepting help from others will cause others to see her as a burden. She takes good care of the people around her and will do anything in her power to be of help. The happiness and well-being of those close to her will always be her main priority. [– Silently Judgemental –] Due to Felicity's lavish lifestyle, she grew to compare herself with the other people around her and feel proud and thankful that she grew up with such a lifestyle. She will never let her thoughts be known by others in fear she might offend them, but she will silently be critical about how a person will act and about how they present themselves. [– Sensitive –] Felicity is a very vulnerable person when it comes to conflict and criticism. If someone chooses to challenge or critique her own principles, Felicity might get defensive about that. Questioning her motives is the quickest way to get to her bad side. [– Emotional –] Even after everything that went down with her Aunt Cilia, she learned to forgive her despite her spiteful actions towards her. She can easily sympathize with others and lower her guard. She's driven by her own emotions, and sometimes her emotions would get the better of her. Whenever she would feel sad, embarrassed or angry, she would feel overwhelmed by those emotions and may act irrationally. [Guilty Pleasures] Playing with her own tail and people giving her head pats. [Likes] Sleeping III Reading III Music III Art III Being alone III Scent of Candles and Roses [Dislikes] An untuned guitar III Unpleasant Smells III Math III Getting wet III Aunt Cilia [Fear] Getting her magic out of control III Her family disappearing [Quirks] Others can easily tell what she’s feeling by the way her tail or ears make a certain movement. III Can play any string instrument III Would unconsciously sing or hum [Theme Song/Voice] Getting Out (I'm Scared of Everything) by KC Katalbas {X} [/div][/div] [div class="contentBox skillsContent"][div class=scroll][Favoured Weapon[: {Throwing Knives} [Magical Training] Summoning Magic ~ Summon Demonic Creatures

Spoiler: Demon Contracts ~ In Order

~ Demon Contracts ~ (In order) Pattra [Strength] 12 [Constitution] 16 [Dexterity] 8 [Wisdom] 7 Low-Ranked Demon III Shield III Embodies Felicty's Envy and Desire A sentient demon with a thick skin and a thick head. He is perfectly capable of crushing a man's skull using his strong arms. He could break down walls and crush objects using his hands. A 10'0 foot demon with a thick skin as hard as a rock is perfect for being a shield and taking on damage. Pattra is Felicity's first summoned, the moment he was summoned, he quickly gained the ability to be greedy and envious of Felicity. Felicity didn't know how her adoration for her Aunt turned into envy, but she somehow did. She didn't show her envious side to anyone, but at that time, that was the most powerful feeling she had when she first opened a portal. ~ Pattra was curious about the young girl at first. At a young age, Felicity managed to befriend him and appeal on his good side. Felicity only wanted a 'friend' at that time, to keep her company and protected. Pattra was about to deny whatever offer she has, but when he realized that Felicity was a princess. He told her that he will become her Summon if he gets to have all of Felicity's treasures, jewels, and allowance (materialistic stuff). If Felicity failed to do so, then she will have one finger cut off from her, every time she refuses to give him the promised payment. After they both agreed to the deal and shook their hands with each other. Felicity at that time decided to wrap her tiny pinky to Pattra and instead of making a deal, she told him that it's a 'pinky promise'. Suiri [Strength] 15 [Constitution] 11 [Dexterity] 12 [Wisdom] 10 Low-Ranked Demon III Combat III Embodies Felicity's Hatred and Rage The moment Suiri gets summoned, he will fly into a fit of rage until he tastes a drop of blood. Suiri is hard to control because his bloodthirst gets in the way of his rational thinking. His wild and unpredictable fighting style makes him very hard-opponent to read. His strong jaws and teeth are his most prized possessions. He was first summoned when she went to Itholen to learn more about her abilities. At that time, she was having trouble letting go of her feelings regarding her Aunt. And she was unable to let her bottled anger out, so when she summoned another demon, it embodied her rage and hatred. That's why Suiri would always attack with pure brutality and aggression. I'd say Suiri is the representation of Felicity's hatred for her Aunt. ~ When Felicity first made a deal with Suiri, he attacked her and bit her leg, after tasting her blood, Suiri wanted more. So, due to Suiri thirsting over Felicity's blood, Felicity made it clear that she will only offer her blood to him if he follows Felicity's orders. In Suiri's side, he understood and said, "No blood, no follow. No follow, no blood." He emphasized on the, 'no blood, no follow' part, telling that he will not help Felicity if there's no blood involved. Brite [Strength] 10 [Constitution] 7 [Dexterity] 11 [Wisdom] 13 High-Ranked Demon III Magic III Embodies Felicities Insecurities and Dark Thoughts A cat-sized demon who is considered to be Felicity's strongest summon. Brite is a demon who manipulates and creates ice through the pads of her paws. Once she touches an object, a thick ice will form around that object. Once she's summoned, she will leave a trail of ice as she walks. She is considered as Felicity's strongest summon because of her ability to vanish in thin air, more precisely, she can dissolve her whole body into thin air and be a chilly wind, making it easier for her to transport or escape. However, every time Brite does that trick, Felicity will have trouble breathing, because once Brite uses that trick, she herself can't breathe, so she takes her summoner's breathe instead. Brite may be arrogant and needy, but deep inside, she's just as insecure as Felicity is. It also shows how her insecurities about herself are much more powerful than hate or envy. ~ When the two made a pact together, they both promised to take care of each other's needs. All Felicity asked from Brite is her assistance and loyalty to her whenever she gets summoned. Brite on the other hand, demands that she gets treated with respect, she demands that Felicity will be her 'servant' and finally, she demands that once or twice a month, Felicity will let her drink her blood. After they both agreed to those terms, they discussed the consequences of not following them. In the end, if Felicity doesn't meet her requirements, then Brite will punish her by purposefully blocking her airway.

[Strength] 8 [Constitution] 11 [Dexterity] 10 [Wisdom] 18 [/div][/div] [div class="contentBox bioContent"][div class=scroll][Roleplayer]: { SleepyCreamy } [Writing Sample] {x} III {x} [Name Day] 18th of Fall [Background] Felicity was born in a very happy environment where both of her parents deeply cared for each other and now that she had arrived, she received twice the love from her parents. Felicity’s father is also a kind ruler who is hailed as the fine Emperor Favian, and ruling alongside him was Heloress’s most beloved singer, Willow, now crowned as an Empress. And together, they brought unity and peace across the Fortress of Heloress. When Felicity was first introduced to the other members of the royal Felinean family, every member rejoiced and welcomed the new member... except for one. Emperor Favian has a younger brother that goes by the name of Reagan, they were only a year apart, but Favian has always shown exceptional leadership skills between the two. However, it isn’t Reagan who despises little Felicity, Reagan adored her and was proud of his brother for having such an amazing gift. Who despises Felicity you may ask? Well, it’s the one and only wife of Reagan, Cilia. Felicity’s existence simply threatens her title to be the next Empress. Now that Felicity is born, her title to be the next Empress was snatched away from her. Cilia’s hatred for Felicity grew more when she reached the age of three and was already familiar with reading and writing, Felicity showed clear signs for a happy and successful future, and Cilia didn’t like that one bit. She didn’t like the fact that Felicity is earning the favour of the whole family while her own children are getting unnoticed. So, she took it upon herself to teach Felicity the arts of Summoning Magic. More specifically, Summoning Demonic Creatures. Cilia kept her magic to herself, except for Reagan, the love of her life. It’s clear that Felicity’s parents would’ve opposed to her idea, so Cilia taught Felicity everything she knows in secret. Felicity has always looked up to her auntie Cilia, she adored her beautiful looks and she always looked for her approval. So, Felicity blindly trusted her and she herself believed that she is doing the ‘right thing.’ As Felicity advances through her childhood, she believed that the noble way is the right way. All her life, she's always expected to act in a specific way, from how to hold her spoon, what spoon to use and how each spoon has its own specific purpose. She's also expected to stay at the palace for her own protection. Felicity is completely aware of how tight her family bond is and how much her family is putting all their efforts into her care and protection. Because of that, Felicity sees it fit to put just as much effort as they did. Felicity frequently attended Solstices with her family as early as she can remember, she finds her family's extravagant nature quite fulfilling. Even at a young age, she would get anything she asks and was considered spoiled. At the age of eight, Felicity made her first summon and contract with a lower-ranking demon. The demon thought that it would be really efficient for him to deceive such a young child. However, the other demon in the room, Aunt Cilia, thought about assassinating the poor girl's parents. Everything was going according to her plan. So in the night of execution (literally), Cilia used her Summoned Demon to do the deed. She purposefully set everything up for Felicity to be the culprit. So, when Felicity went to her parent's room to get her nightly hugs and kisses, Felicity was instead greeted by the sight of her parents being mauled by a demon. The gory sight was implanted at her memory. As soon as Felicity got off her trance, she called for the most trusted person she knew, her Auntie Cilia and Uncle Reagan. As soon as the news got out of her mouth, Cilia proceeded with her plan and blamed it all on Felicity. Cilia accused her of using Summoning Magic on Demonic Beings. Felicity was mortified, she felt weak and helpless without her parents. However, her uncle stood by her side and defended her, no matter how much Reagan was saddened by his brother’s death, he saw Felicity as the only treasure his brother left behind for him to take care of. In Heloress, where their extravagant lifestyle and their treasures are their main priority, Reagan realized that the truest form of treasure that anyone could ask for is the unbreakable bond that he and his brother shared. And he hoped to share that bond with his brother’s most treasured person, his daughter, Felicity. Cilia didn’t get the results she asked for regarding Felicity’s existence, however, she did get the Empress title she had always dreamed of. The new rulers of Heloress were the only one who was made aware of the truth behind Felicity's parents. However, if Felicity's life couldn't get worse, the new Empress spread rumours about Felicity's monstrous magic, making the young lad feel stressed and separated. Empress Cilia didn't like the fact that Felicity will be the first-in-line to be the Empress, since she's the first-born and an only child of the First Emperor, even though she deems her own children to be more worthy. Felicity is the first Felinean Princess to be born, so she and one of her cousins will be next to participate in the coming 'Tournament'. She was already made aware of that fact, and because of the previous events, she avoided her cousins or any family members. She knew it was all Cilia’s fault. When Felicity tried to confront Cilia about it, Cilia only threatened Felicity to never tell a soul about what she did or else everything will be repeated again, but this time, everyone that resides in the Felinean household. Felicity was distraught and is still young, so she only did what she thought was right. She kept her mouth shut and nobody else found out about Cilia’s dirty secret. Felicity was feared by everyone the moment the rumours reached everyone's ears, however, Emperor Reagan stood still by her side and comforted her whenever he can. Whenever he would bring up about her magic, Felicity would freeze up and say she found a scroll in her father's private library and taught herself. Somehow, Emperor Reagan was almost proud his niece learned summon magic just through a couple of scrolls if it wasn't the sole fact that he believes his wife that Felicity killed her parents. Some say Cilia only married Reagan for his title, but some believe that it's not true. Emperor Reagan’s words are absolute, so when the people asked for who killed their previous rulers, he had to lie to the people and his family about Felicity’s magic. He had to tell them his brother and his sister-in-law got into a nasty accident. As a year rolled by, the effects of the Emperor and Empress’s deaths clearly showed as the colourful streets of Heloress is now dulled by colourless stands and shops. The once loud and melodious shopping district of Heloress is now muted by the awkward silence that slices through thin air. At that time, Felicity was reaching her ninth birthday, when she came into the sad conclusion that her parent’s legacy was left in ruins because of her. She decided to invite everyone in Heloress to come to the palace and celebrate her birthday and honour her parents with her. The rest of her family opposed her idea, but after acknowledging her determination and guilt-tripping them with how her birthday means so much to her, the family agreed. The people were unsure at first and most of them just shrugged the invitation off, assuming that she's just another princess who can't get enough attention, they believed that she's the sole reason why their Emperor and Empress is gone. However, the people soon changed their minds as soon as they saw Felicity outside the castle for the first time and took a good look at her. She resembles their previous Empress so much and with the mention of their previous Empress, the people got intrigued. When Felicity realized that nobody was going to her party, she was saddened and decided to visit the people herself. She hoped to perform in front of them, in front of her parent's beloved people. When she found the right time and place to start playing her song, the people realized that she's carrying her mother's harp, which got the people more interested and forms a crowd around her. When she played Heloress's anthem, tears were shed during her performance, and for the first time, Heloress properly grieved for their beloved Emperor and Empress. She brought hope using the musical skills her deceased mother taught her, therefore, earning the alias, 'Hope Harper.' For the first time, she smiled and this surprised her family. Felicity learned the true meaning of moving forward with the mistakes she’s made to help herself be the best version of herself. Cilia, however, was not happy. Cilia only taunted Felicity's life, even more, when she learned that Felicity was once again being adored. At that point, she realized that it's better to start a new life without her toxic Auntie in it. Instead of hating Cilia, she felt sorry for her sour attitude towards her. She was once Felicity's idol, and now, she sees her as her living, breathing nightmare. To solve her problem, Felicity asked her uncle if she could go to East of Sodariel, the land of the Rabbit Faes to learn more about this magic of hers and hopefully improve on it. Emperor Reagan approved of her decision, hoping it would help her with the Tournament, then he sent her over to the Royal Raft Feet with a bunch of guards accompanying her. Felicity was anxious at first, however, she only took one glance at her Aunt Cilia and she was gone as soon as her Auntie opened her mouth to breathe. The Felinean family is naturally defensive about getting wet and getting their fur dirty, Felicity isn’t an exception to that, she took her time in adjusting of course. She quickly missed her old lifestyle, but every time she would, somehow the face of her cruel aunt would pop in her head. For six whole years, at the age of fifteen, Felicity strived to do her very best in her studies. She brought her love for music and arts in Itholen and would often perform in their streets in her spare time. During her time there, she met new people and managed to move forward from her tragic past. They provided her with a comfy home to stay in, however, she couldn't help but silently compare what Itholen doesn't have that her home has. Living with the people of Itholen was also an opportunity for Itholen to strengthen their alliance with Heloress, so Felicity would visit the Royal Family of Itholen during her spare time to show that she's in perfect condition. The Rabbit Faes are the kindest people she's ever encountered, and it made Felicity feel happy, through them, she learned how to be humble and saw how flawed her regal lifestyle is. From then on, she made an effort to care about other things other than her lavish lifestyle. During those six years, Felicity opened up more on her summoning magic and found more knowledge about herself. Felicity properly learned how her summon magic works through the very polite people of Itholen. Felicity managed to make a pact between two demons during her time there. Her favourite part of Itholen is the library where she would spend most of her time studying and practicing Ancient Tongue. After her Uncle asked her to come back, Felicity happily agreed. Heloress rejoiced when she came back and her uncle, Emperor Reagan embraced her with open arms. The change in her personality clearly showed when she started talking about her own experiences in Itholen with a very positive attitude, it's as if she became a new person and re-experienced childhood again. “Ready for the Tournament?” His cat ear twitched in excitement as the crown on top of his head almost dropped down. “You mean the one four years from now?” Felicity raised an eyebrow. Then, she spent the rest of her four years in a heated training with her uncle where he prepares her for the biggest fight of her life. Felicity wasn't expecting this from her uncle, she thinks he was being too harsh whenever he gets the chance to physically train her. Felicity was trained to use throwing knives after finding out that swinging a sword or launching an arrow, could be much lethal for her and everyone around her due to her unstable short stature when performing the said acts. Those four years were the most grueling in Felicity's opinion because she also has to deal with Aunt Cilia, who always poses as an absolute ass towards her. One day, she hoped that she could use her magic to teach her aunt a lesson, but she witnessed how her uncle deeply cares for her. So, she would just take on the torment and hope for Cilia's love for her Uncle is nothing but pure and genuine. Felicity is still confused about whether her uncle is blinded by love, but if it makes him happy, Felicity will whole-heartedly support him and save him the trouble of knowing the truth behind his wife's sick nature. Felicity was just glad that she can once again be away from her Aunt, she hoped that no casualties could be made. From her recent studies about the Tournament, she found out about how her ancestors shamed themselves by committing treacherous acts. She feels overwhelmed by the current situation with the Canis family, even her Uncle told her to be aware of the Canis Siblings, she feared that her family's on-going loathing for the Canis family has been going on for long enough. At the moment, she could only hope for a better solution. [/div][/div] [div class="contentBox relationshipContent"][div class=scroll]

Spoiler: Friendship Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken ██████ Enemies ██████ Neutral ██████ Friends ██████ Close Friends ██████ Best Friends ██████ Family

Spoiler: Love Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken ██████ Neutral ██████ Interested ██████ Crush ██████ Committed ██████ Butterflies ██████ In Love

Spoiler: Attraction Meter Key

██████ Repulsed ██████ Disgusted ██████ Neutral ██████ Confused ██████ Intrigued ██████ Heart Racing ██████ Can't Get Enough

██████ ██████ ██████ Cheyce Felinean

Spoiler: [Cheyce] Relationship History

When Felicity was four, Cheyce was seven. The two has always been close, Cheyce and Felicity would always get into sorts of trouble together and they would face them head-on together, through that, they developed an unbreakable bond, just like what her father had been with Cheyce's father. When young Felicity was learning her Summoning Magic with the help of Cheyce's mother, she couldn't help but tell Cheyce everything she knows even though she was strictly told not to tell anyone, she still told Cheyce, who she considers as her own brother and the only person in the Felinean household who could she feel free and relaxed with. Despite two being completely different (personality-wise), one is an athletic, free spirit and the other is a wise, sophisticated soul, they still managed to get along and form an oath of loyalty towards each other. Both deeply care for each other and would often pull each other out of terrible situations, however, none of them could prepare for the next coming year, where none of them will be able to escape the terrible truths about how the real-life truly works. At the age of eight, Cheyce being eleven, it was at that age where Felicity made her first contact with a demon and Cilia will soon be known as an Empress. During the death of her parents, Cheyce was always there for her to offer her comfort her (and giving her comforting headpats). When Felicity grew more distant with her family, Cheyce didn't stop in supporting her and soon, Felicity felt safe around him and would only smile at his presence. Felicity was extremely thankful for her cousin's support. When the people dubbed her as the 'Hope Harper', they didn't know that their Crown Prince, Prince Cheyse, was Felicity's own source of hope. Without him, Felicity would've plunged herself into a pit of darkness by the Empress' hands. When the two separated ways and decided it would be better for them to go in a journey of self-improvement, Felicity shed tears, before she made her way to Itholen, for she will surely miss her dear cousin, more so, a friend. So, when they reunited, they took their time telling each other about their own experiences. Specially when Felicity heard about her cousin's lover. Cheyce spoke highly of him, and Felicity couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy flow through her. However, she feels happy whenever Cheyce would banter on about Ronder, which would make Felicity much more eager to meet her cousin's lover. When Felicity finally met Ronder, her awful expectations and assumptions about her kingdom's rival, Truvaria, was quickly thrown out of the window. Ronder presented himself well and trusted him with Cheyce's heart. However, when the dreadful night came of Ronder's death, her mind switched to Cheyce. But before she could inquire about his lover's death, she was informed by the Empress herself that Ronder had tried to assassinate Cheyce. Anyone who messes with the Felinean Family deserves a place in their dungeon, but death? Felicity was confused and frustrated at the thought of Cheyce getting killed, so, she believed her elders' awful beliefs about Truvaria and has grown a distaste for them. This switch of perspective caused her to almost lose the very person she cares about, Cheyce. The two started drifting apart and Felicity didn't like that, so she started questioning Cheyce's unusual self and would find it awfully suspicious for her Aunt to be always keeping an eye out for the two of them ever since that night. Before the Tournament began, Felicity brought her pride down and was able to restore their previous bond. Felicity wouldn't want anything to happen to her dear cousin and she will do about anything in her power to get to the bottom of Ronder's true cause of death.

██████ ██████ ██████ Rabbit Prince: WIP Relationship history here ██████ ██████ ██████ Isadora Usagian: WIP Relationship history here ██████ ██████ ██████ Ash Hebian: WIP Relationship history here ██████ ██████ ██████ Masikah Hebian: WIP Relationship history here ██████ ██████ ██████ Zereth Fawnus

Spoiler: [Zereth] Relationship History

Felicity and Zereth met each other during their childhood, attending one of Sodariel's Solstices. During those times, Felicity was drawn by Zereth's white antlers and engaged a friendly conversation with him. Ever since then, the two would write letters about how each of their day has been. Felicity would keep Zereth's letters as she'd like to remind herself that she had acquired a friend. When Felicity's parents were murdered, at the age of 8, Zereth being 10. Felicity took her time contemplating if she should inform her dear friend about what had happened. After Felicity found out the castle is under heavy security, she decided to play it safe and continue sending Zereth her usual comforting letters. By the time Felicity reached Itholen between the age of 10, she decided to write Zereth a letter telling him the truth about her parents. She waited days, then those days turned into weeks, soon, weeks turned into months. After a few months of trying to contact Zereth, her letters becoming more concerning, she suddenly stopped writing, thinking it was for the better. So, when Felicity was informed that Zereth will be in the tournament, she will give him a scolding of a lifetime... then maybe a hug afterward.

██████ ██████ ██████ Deer Princess: WIP Relationship history here ██████ ██████ ██████ Wolf Prince: WIP Relationship history here ██████ ██████ ██████ Nora Canis

Spoiler: [Nora] Relationship History

Ever since Felicity's first Solstice, she has always kept her eye out for the Canis Family, her family's enemy. Felicity would only observe the young Wolf Fae from a distance, while their families bicker on which family is better. Felicity found it amusing to see her father, a composed and gentleman enter a full-on rage mode whenever a Canis member is around his vicinity. Her family's values and influences would get through to her more than Cheyce has. The two have never conversed with each other and during the Tournament, she hoped to see how a true Truvarian act through the Truvarian Princess. After the accident with Ronder, Felicity grew to dislike any Truvaria people she meets, she hoped the Crown Princess will set a decent example for her people.

██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Prince: WIP Relationship history here ██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Princess: WIP Relationship history here ██████ ██████ ██████ Alastair Nidae: WIP Relationship history here ██████ ██████ ██████ Hespith Nidae: WIP Relationship history here ██████ ██████ ██████ Chameleon Sibling: WIP Relationship history here [/div][/div] [/div][div class=selectionBar][div class=tab][div class="arrow infoArrow"][/div]Basic Info[/div] ◦ [div class=tab][div class="arrow personaArrow"][/div]Personality[/div] ◦ [div class=tab][div class="arrow skillsArrow"][/div]Skills[/div] ◦ [div class=tab][div class="arrow bioArrow"][/div]Biography[/div] ◦ [div class=tab][div class="arrow relationshipArrow"][/div]Relationship[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div][/div]

 

[CystalChompound]

WIP FOX PRINCESS ​

[class="bg"] width: 440px; height: 435px; background: #800d0d; margin: auto; position: relative; z-index: 0; box-sizing: border-box; padding: 10px; [/class] [class="picture"] width: 370px; height: 90px; background: url(' https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcT15-TfTTWggYvFaECPqwJe3NNJim8Qw3Iz5lyUOoHVq8g7FybP '); background-size: 110%; background-position: 98% 1%; position: relative; filter: brightness(100%); z-index: -1; [/class] [class="person"] width: 170px; height: 365px; background: url(' https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcToaVFlhiIhFYymUKX2p07TERf_OQ21X803CBKtzicno6RZe1_b '); background-size: cover; background-position: 99% 58%; position: absolute; margin-left: 250px; margin-top: 50px; filter: saturate(100%) brightness(97%); [/class] [class="person_text"] cursor: default; display: none; width: 170px; height: 365px; background: rgba(45, 45, 45, 0.3); box-sizing: border-box; padding: 14px 10px 0px 10px; font-size: 12px; color: #ffffff; text-shadow: 3px 3px 4px #333840; line-height: 13px; [/class] [class="block"] height: 8px; width: 12px; display: inline-block; box-sizing: border-box; [/class] [class="text_1"] background: #F7F7F7; width: 240px; height: 314px; box-sizing: border-box; overflow: hidden; padding: 10px; position: relative; margin-top: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; [/class] [class="text_2"] width: 120%; height: 297px; overflow-Y: scroll; overflow-X: hidden; [/class] [class="text_3"] box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 220px; color: #191719; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; cursor: default; [/class] [class="text_33"] box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 220px; color: #191719; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; cursor: default; display: none; [/class] [class="text_333"] box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 220px; color: #191719; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; cursor: default; display: none; [/class] [class="text_3333"] box-sizing: border-box; max-width: 220px; color: #191719; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; cursor: default; display: none; [/class] [class="icon"] width: 40px; height: 40px; background: url('https://i.imgur.com/8FSYIRP.png'); background-size: cover; background-position: 12% 0%; position: relative; float: right; cursor: pointer; filter:saturate(0%) brightness(100%) [/class] [class="icon_options"] width: 370px; height: 90px; background: rgba(45, 45, 45, 0.3); box-sizing: border-box; display: none; [/class] [script class="icon" on="mouseenter"] fadeIn 900 icon_options fadeIn 900 person_text [/script] [script class="circle1" on="click"] fadeOut 900 icon_options fadeOut 900 person_text fadeIn 900 text_3 hide text_33 hide text_333 hide text_3333 [/script] [script class="circle2" on="click"] fadeOut 900 icon_options fadeOut 900 person_text hide text_3 fadeIn 900 text_33 hide text_333 hide text_3333 [/script] [script class="circle3" on="click"] fadeOut 900 icon_options fadeOut 900 person_text hide text_3 hide text_33 fadeIn 900 text_333 hide text_3333 [/script] [script class="circle4" on="click"] fadeOut 900 icon_options fadeOut 900 person_text hide text_3 hide text_33 hide text_333 fadeIn 900 text_3333 [/script] [class="center_circle"] width: 250px; height: 90px; display: flex; align-items: center; justify-content: center; [/class] [class="circle1"] width: 22px; height: 22px; border-radius: 100%; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; background: #C7B894; transition: 0.5s all ease-out; [/class] [class name="circle1" state="hover"] background: #412727; [/class] [class="circle2"] width: 22px; height: 22px; border-radius: 100%; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; background: #C7B894; transition: 0.5s all ease-out; [/class] [class name="circle2" state="hover"] background: #412727; [/class] [class="circle3"] width: 22px; height: 22px; border-radius: 100%; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; background: #C7B894; transition: 0.5s all ease-out; [/class] [class name="circle3" state="hover"] background: #412727; [/class] [class="circle4"] width: 22px; height: 22px; border-radius: 100%; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; background: #C7B894; transition: 0.5s all ease-out; [/class] [class name="circle4" state="hover"] background: #412727; [/class] [class="breaks"] width: 20px; height: 10px; background: transparent; display: inline-block; [/class]

code by @fudgecakez

[div class="bg"] [div class="icon"][/div] [div class="person"] [div class="person_text"] username:
cystalchompound
activity:
slowly getting back into rping.
writing samples:
Exhibit a and b
strength:

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"]

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"] [/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [/div]
constitution:

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"]

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [/div]
dexterity:

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"]

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [/div]
wisdom:

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"]

[div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="background: #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [div class="block" style="border: 1.5px solid #ffffff;"][/div] [/div]


[/div] [/div] [div class="picture"] [div class="icon_options"] [div class="center_circle"] [div class="circle1"][/div] [div class="breaks"][/div] [div class="circle2"][/div] [div class="breaks"][/div] [div class="circle3"][/div] [div class="breaks"][/div] [div class="circle4"][/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="text_1"] [div class="text_2"] [div class="text_3"]

full name: Efimia Eleftherios Vulpes

alias(es):

Autumn - she's usually only called this to those closest to her heart, that being her father or her lover.

age: 25 years old

biological gender: female.

identifying pronouns: she/her.

sexuality: heterosexual.

face claim: kitsune-girl

voiceclaim: felicia-fe fates

appearance:

height - Five feet and nine inches

body type - Slim and petite

eye color - A bright amber

hair color - A dab of ginger on blonde

hair length - short but wavy chin-length hair

animal attributes - a bushy foxen tail with furry ears

physical misc - Wears a vitality-enhancing headband.

outfits:

indoor casual -

outdoor casual -

pajamas -

combat -

formal -

wedding -

summer -

winter -

favorite accessories -

[/div] [div class="text_33"]

favoured weapon:

a gift that was given to her from her father at her twentieth birthday. She's treasured it ever since.

magical training: Air magic

at a young age, air magic was often used by the maids there to pamper and help them in their duties. While the majority of her siblings often took these for granted, it instead intrigued her as the maids danced with a swift but fluid dance while sending cool breeze their way to battle the heat.

When she came of age, it still followed her like a cloud waiting to rain at the right moment, but the good kind. She ended up besting even her mentors at this branch, mastering powerful and complex spells that normally took everything in a person.

strength: 9.

constitution: 13.

dexterity: 17

wisdom: 17.

[/div] [div class="text_333"]

❝ the only way to victory is with me. ❞

mbti:

traits:

Squeamish - Having lived a sheltered a pampered life, she tends to get all disgusted whenever she sees things that are well out of her enviroment, whether it be seeing bung beetles for the very first time or trying out new cultural dresses.

Cheery - it's always sunshine and rainbows wuth her along, skedaddling along a patch of daisies while humming a tune. She tends to march to the beat of her own drum.

Polite - Although she always had a silver spoon in her mouth, she also danced on the edge of a blade, as all things were in the political world. As such, she developed overtime the art of hiding your heart.

Stubborn - she won't do anything she doesn't want to do, unless of cours you coerce her into doing so. That, or blackmailing her.

Optimistic - She usually sees the bright side of life in things and prefers to keep herself motivated and that things'll get better. Although, one might argue it's only because of her sheltered life.

Loose-Lipped - She's known to not be trusted with secrets, both of herself and others. As such, she's known to be transparent and honest to others, even though that isn't the case.

likes:

Airships - she absolutely adores just watching the world from afar, almost as if trying to connect with how the fae would have seen them: as mice.

Traveling - she loves exploring new lands even though it already chartered in maps.

Moussaka - Practically everyone in Belerast who hasn't been living under a rock loves these. Not only are these easy to make and produce and thus is enjoyed by all, it's taste is absolutely divine.

Thrashing Leaf Piles - one more reason to love autumn other than her birthday was this small hobby of hers. Sometimes she even practices her magic on these, resulting in some very interesting outcomes.

Candy - She's often remarked upon her siblings for her sweet tooth, tasting every exotic butterscotch or downing in one gulp a shot of chocolate brandy.

dislikes:

Walking - She can't recall a single memory in which she ever walked outside. I mean she did go outside at some point in her life, whether she liked it or not. It's just she never walked outside.

Volleyball - She's never been much of a sports person, not ever in her entire lifetime as royalty. She doubted her siblings would disagree.

Vegetables - honestly, unless it isn't combined with fish or meat or anything really, her whole body just goes bleugh. Although, it probably started with her mother's obsession with these things.

Rain - Not only does it soak and seep through all your clothes, it also ruins a perfectly good afternoon. Not to mention that it tends to happen unpredictably up in the skies.

fears:

Earthquakes - the first time she experienced one may very well be the last time, lest she venture once more to the grounds again. Perchance this a reason she bore a sour face whence she procured of this news.

Pain - Isn't everyone? At least, she thinks everyone does.

Not meeting expectations - From the moment she was born up to now, she's had to endure many kinds or tests, more than dodging a bullet. It seems to be the stuff of nightmares for her everytime.

Crowds - She usually goes hyperdrive with her emotions when she goes up stage. One can only imagine the anxiety that roils aithin her.

❝ ❞

name day: Fall 1

history:

When she was first born, everything was joyous and happy, perhaps the stuff of christmas itself. A festival had been celebrated in her honor for the royal family had not been gifted a girl for so long.

She was a miracle.

And although it may not come off as 'miracle-worthy', it evidently was by the look on his face once she was born. When her mother and father met and did...y'now, they had a miscarriage. In fact, her father's virility was quite low.

And so, upon her birth, her parents were hellbent on raising the perfect child, or, at least their version of the 'perfect' child. She was taught the entire basics of mathematic and their language, and finished memorizing the compendium of great magicians and warlocks of their time by the age of nine.

She was then given a little breathing space after puberty, where she would be allowed to roam the upper streets or Belerast, heavily guarded pf course. She learned a vast amount of info, sometimes even gaining knowledge that helped her parents. Mostly though, she just paused local magicians, performing a number of high-level spells of elemental maguc and illusion magic. She was most fascinated by air magic, though. With the way dancers move liked the air itself, all fluidity and grace.

She decided then, that she wanted to master it, to ahich she proposed and was denied by her parents. She never stopped though, and kept researching the many tomes and books to wield the air itself. She proposed it many times again to her parents, but apparently stubboness ran in the family, for her parents were deadset on having her study empathy.

One day, though, they finally wilted and obliged to her request. She was overjoyed immensely and packed. She was to leave on fall by the first light. Her twentieth birthday.

Days passed but not her growing excitement. She packed and prepared for everything: books, clothes, and instruments, but waa stopped by her father.

He opened up his hand and revealed a pistol, a family heirloom that was passed down for many generation. She gasped and looked up at her father's proud eyes as she was leaving.

"Good luck."

She still remembers it even after she graduated the Mage's College. Even after she set out for the tournament.

[/div] [div class="text_3333"]

Spoiler: Friendship Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Enemies
██████ Neutral
██████ Friends
██████ Close Friends
██████ Best Friends
██████ Family

Spoiler: Love Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Neutral
██████ Interested
██████ Crush
██████ Committed
██████ Butterflies
██████ In Love

Spoiler: Attraction Meter Key

██████ Repulsed
██████ Disgusted
██████ Neutral
██████ Confused
██████ Intrigued
██████ Heart Racing
██████ Can't Get Enough

fox mother (x):

██████
Relationship

Fox father(x):

██████
Relationship

fox sibling:

██████
Relationship

cat prince:

██████ ██████ ██████
Relationship

cat princess:

██████ ██████ ██████
Relationship

rabbit prince:

██████ ██████ ██████
Relationship

rabbit princess:

██████ ██████ ██████
Relationship

deer prince:

██████ ██████ ██████
Relationship

deer princess:

██████ ██████ ██████
Relationship

wolf prince:

██████ ██████ ██████
Relationship

wolf princess:

██████ ██████ ██████
Relationship

snake prince:

██████ ██████ ██████
Relationship

snake princess:

██████ ██████ ██████
Relationship

chameleon prince:

██████ ██████ ██████
Relationship

chameleon princess:

██████ ██████ ██████
Relationship

chameleon princess:

██████ ██████ ██████
Relationship

[/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

 

[ElenaIsCool]

~WIP Crown Fox Princess~

 

[Zariel]

Basic Details
Full Name: Zereth Oeki Fawnus
Alias(es): Starchild, Angel, Forest guardian, Bringer of Serenity
Age: 21
Biological Gender: Male
Identifying Pronoun: He/Him
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Height: 5'9"
Body Type: Slim, toned
Hair Color: Silver with teal streaks
Hair Length: Short
Eye Color: Lime
Animal Attributes: None
Other Physical Notes: Left and right ear piercings

Personality
Gentle: Zereth grew up to be a compassionate, kind and nurturing individual. He is invariably courteous and soft-spoken.
Benevolent: With his distaste for war and conflict, Zereth wishes for the world to be filled with serenity, thus he has made it his mission to ensure peace throughout.
Protective: Zereth is fiercely protective of life, especially when it comes to defending those he loves. Though he is rarely the aggressor, he will not hesitate to fight back and shield the vulnerable.
Distrustful: Due to a near-death experience in his past, Zereth struggles to put his faith in others.
Perfectionist: Whenever he is assigned a task or has a set goal in mind, Zereth aims for absolute perfection to satisfy his artistic tendencies. If something isn't exactly how he imagined it he will become restless until the faults are corrected.
Reticent: As he believes he has to constantly ensure the happiness of others, Zereth refuses to acknowledge his problems. He finds it impossible to open up to others and neglects his feelings by telling others he's fine whenever they ask him if he's okay. As a result of his poor mental health, he often suffers from abrupt migraines.
Likes: The colour green, harmony, animals, plants, green tea, flute, cooking and creativity
Dislikes: Disrespect, lies, cheating, dishonesty, meat and emptiness
Fears: Betrayal and eternal conflict

Combat Prowess
Favoured Weapon: Chains of Vengeance

Magical Training: Drain Magic
Known Spells:
Gate of Gaia
Reaver Sphere
Reaver Scythe
Reaver Spirit
Reaver Sacrifice
Strength: 13
Constitution: 11
Dexterity: 16
Wisdom: 16

History
Name Day: 7th Day of Winter
Background:
Born on a tranquil winter night, in a Falindean forest adorned in a blanket of snow, Zereth's birth was a historic moment. Nobles, commoners and peasants all congregated at the Sacred Shrine to welcome the newborn royal into the world. Each family bestowed the child with gifts, which accumulated into a bountiful hoard of treasure. The people of Falindea collectively knelt before the blessed child who was destined to compete in the impending tournament in the time to come.

During most of his childhood and even extending into his teenage years, Zereth was quiet and rarely spoke to others, not out of arrogance, but shyness. He vowed not to allow himself to be blinded by his royal status. The only problem he faced was gathering the courage to speak. Fortunately for him, he was easily recognised by his captivating eyes, bicoloured hair and pure white antlers. Some citizens would approach him instead, making it easier for him to let out a few words. Over the years, certain people around Falindea had the opportunity to spend more time with Zereth, particularly the people who resided in locations he frequented. Those who had gotten to know him adored him, going as far to call him an Angel. In their eyes, he doesn't possess a single bad bone, he was kindhearted, helpful, honest, trustworthy and intelligent.

What's more, he was a prodigy. Even with minimal training, Zereth had a surprising amount of control over his magical abilities. Of the various types of healing magic gifted to the Fawnus family, Zereth had dominion over Draining Magic. His signature spell, which he calls "Gate of Gaia", involves creating magic sigils in close proximity from which magical chains can be unleashed. The chains can pierce through and latch onto other lifeforms, leeching their lifeforce and mana. Therefore, unlike many of his kin, he has an exceptional amount of combat capability.

The marquess was quick to acknowledge his son's magical talent and sought a powerful mage, Anu, to help Zereth tap into his latent potential. Anu was a druid from the scorching land of Ombar, who graduated with the highest degree at the Mage's College in Belarest before finally settling in Falindea. Zereth spent many years learning how to harness his magic under Anu's guidance, and the two grew very close. They shared a relationship that could be compared to that of a mother and her offspring. Through harsh and strenuous training, Zereth proved to be a fast learner, increasing his power tremendously in a short time frame. Even a great mage like Anu was shocked at how much he'd progressed, she'd never seen anyone acquire so much power so soon, it was unreal.

At the age of eighteen, Zereth developed an interest in alchemy. He was traversing the deeper parts of the southern forest one evening in search of the necessary ingredients for a new concoction he planned on crafting. On his way back, he came across a young woman who'd collapsed on the floor. Zereth's instincts caused him to rush over to her side and check for signs of life, luckily she was still breathing, but she was unconscious and had a severe wound on her head. He had no other option but to carry her back to Anu's temple and treat her immediately. When he finally arrived with the girl, Anu quickly examined her and assessed the situation. She immediately treated her with herbal medication but admitted that it wasn't enough, and at best it would delay her death. The main city was too far and if they took her to the healers there she'd surely die before they even arrive. Anu turned to Zereth, explaining that the girl's fate was in his hands, if she were to survive she'd need Zereth's aid. As a Drain Magic-user, Zereth only had one spell that could heal others, but it involved sacrificing his lifeforce and skin-to-skin contact. Moreover, since he'd rarely had to use the spell, his inexperience with the spell would mean the process would take longer and require deeper concentration. However, in the heat of the moment and with the girl's life at stake, Zereth ignored all thoughts of embarrassment and nodded, accepting the responsibility and spent the night with the girl while entirely focused.

The next morning when Anu knocked on the door, an exhausted and weak looking Zereth quietly opened the door and smiled, gesturing towards the girl who was still resting. The spell had worked but it'd taken its toll; The girl looked perfectly well, though Zereth had been significantly drained, he needed to rest and regain his strength. Anu was proud of his accomplishment and embraced her pupil wholeheartedly. She then released him and helped him up the stairs to his room. When evening came, despite not having fully recovered, he was certainly in better condition than before, Anu summoned the girl, who was now awake and Zereth to the dining hall. Finally, they were able to listen to the girl's story over a finely prepared meal. From what they were told, the girl's name was Mariah and she was from Ombar, explaining why she shared some characteristics with Anu such as dark hair and tanned skin. She had travelled for fourteen days alone by boat, in order to obtain a rare herb that only grew in Falindean forests. When Anu asked why she required such a herb, the girl further explained by saying it was for treating her grandfather who was very ill. The herb cannot be bought by trade and a legal trip to Falindea was too expensive for her family to afford, that coupled with the fact that certain parts of the forests are off-limits to outsiders. She had been wandering the forests for a few days before she was ambushed by bandits and robbed, she couldn't remember what happened after that.

After hearing Mariah's tragic story, Zereth felt sympathy towards her. He offered to aid her in her quest to find the herb she sought if it meant saving the life of a vulnerable individual. Anu, on the other hand, was slightly sceptical given the girl's origins, but she had no evidence to devalue the girl's claims. Instead, she merely told Zereth to be careful around her. Zereth and Mariah spent the next few months together in search of various herbs that could potentially be the one Mariah sought. The time they spent together also became an emotional journey for Zereth since he was slowly becoming attracted to Mariah and developed a crush on her. The feelings were new to Zereth, and he wasn't too good at being discrete, making it blatantly obvious to Mariah how he felt, giving her something to tease him with. She found pleasure in his flustered and embarrassed reactions that she also thought was cute.

On one day, the two found themselves sitting beside one another on the cool blades of grass along the southern coast of Falindea. Neither of them spoke, they were enjoying the cool breeze and the sound of the gentle waves lapping against the shore. In the distance, the two could see an abandoned dock, where a small sailboat was tied. Mariah broke the silence by nudging Zereth, asking him about the time they'd spent together and how he felt about her. The Falindean prince took a deep breath, gathered some courage and finally blurted out all his tightly kept feelings towards Mariah. The girl blushed, smiled softly, closed her eyes, and leaned her head closer towards Zereth's. Her actions caused blood to rush throughout his body, the proximity of her gentle lips enticed Zereth to act on his impulse, seizing the opportunity, he kissed her and satisfied his desires. The feeling was surreal, it was as if he's been lifted into another plane of existence. Was this...heaven. Though it only lasted for a few seconds, it felt like forever, finding comfort in Mariah's presence.

His immersion was only disturbed by the sound of the blood splattering, followed by the agonizing pain of steel piercing through flesh. Zereth's eyes shot open, his body tensed as he struggled to breathe. His head slowly looked down to see the person he confessed his feelings to had slipped a dagger between his ribs. He could feel his magic begin to fade as it was being sucked into the dagger. His only animal feature, his sharp white horns, dissipated into faint green sparkles. Tears began to race down the side of his face, the pain was unbearable. He struggled to cope both mentally and physically. He was speechless, but all he wanted to ask was, why?

After enough magic had been drained, Mariah removed the dagger and apologized insincerely. She went on to speak some more, but Zereth didn't hear any of it. Everything. from the moment he first met her, it had all been a complicated ruse, he'd been made a fool of, lied to, betrayed. For the first time in his life, Zereth experienced rage. Despite his body lacking the strength to even pick himself up, Zereth used the little mana he had left to call on the Gate of Gaia and strike down Mariah. His senses had been severely impaired and his spell was much weaker, even then Mariah suffered from some grievous wounds forcing her to retreat and escape by the small sailboat at the docks.

The young prince was on the brink of death and needed help, but there was no one around. He needed to get back to Anu. Using his anger as a fuel, he was able to muster up the strength to drag his bloodied body across the floor and back to the temple, leaving a trail of crimson blood behind him. After what felt like an eternity, he found himself at the large doors serving as the entrance to the temple, before he succumbed to his injuries and closed his eyes. When he next woke, he was greeted by Anu who was treating the large open wound in his chest. With his mind occasionally blanking out, he didn't hear everything she said but remembers her mentioning that she was grateful that he was alive and that he should've been dead shortly after being stabbed, it was through sheer willpower that he managed to survive for as long as he did. She also mentioned that his magic felt immeasurably weaker, over a decade worth of magical growth had been stolen from him.

Three years later, Zereth had fully recovered from his injuries thanks to Anu's intervention. However, his magic was still considerably weaker, he would need to train vigorously to regain or even surpass what he'd lost. But for now, he was happy to still be alive and didn't want to let the events of the past distract him from the upcoming tournament he was destined to partake in, even in his weakened state.

Spoiler: Anu

Spoiler: Mariah

Extra
Gallery:

Spoiler

Spoiler

Spoiler

Spoiler

Spoiler

Theme:

Spoiler: Main

Spoiler: Romance

Spoiler: Battle#1

Spoiler: Battle#2

Voice:

Spoiler: Japanese voice

Spoiler: English voice

The Roleplayer
Username: Zariel
Sample(s): X
-
I do not take credit for any of the images/videos/GIFs used above. All credit(s) belong to their rightful owners.​

 

[numbles]

Full Name Catori Inala Fawnus
Alias(es) Princess of Arrows, Tori
Age 23
Biological Gender Female
Identifying Pronoun She/Her
Sexuality Pansexual
Height 5’6”
Body Type Lean
Hair Color Blonde
Hair Length To her lower back
Eye Color Green
Animal Attributes Antlers
Other Physical Notes (Tattoos, Piercings, Scars, etc.)

Personality​

Compassionate (+) Her mother raised her to care for those around her. Though she was the one the Deer Fae had blessed, she needed to share the blessing and inspire her people. Catori is not one to turn a blind eye to injustice.
Meticulous (+) Thanks to her training in the art of diplomacy, the deer princess pays great attention to detail. She is easily able to identify possible problems and efficiently correct them beforehand. This trait also proves useful when it comes to reading body language.
Confident (+) The princess was raised being taught that her antlers were a sign of great fortune and strength. Anything she wanted was hers for the taking if she wished. This has resulted in her having a great self-confidence in herself and her actions.
Meddlesome (-) Never knowing when to leave well enough alone, Catori often tries to fix problems that don't involve her. Her love for peace can often cause her to tunnel vision in on relationship issues amongst her friends and try to fix them. She firmly believes there is a solution to every issue.
Gossiper (-) Being raised in the royal environment has made her an expert at gossip. Quite honestly, Catori enjoys learning things of others she probably shouldn’t know. Who’s having an affair, who’s having money troubles, et cetera. Rumors make the world go round!
Vengeful (-) The Princess of Arrows lives for the opportunity to exact revenge. There is nothing she hates more than being underestimated or taken advantage of. Those who make the mistake of crossing her will have their reckoning. She does not forgive and she does not forget.

Likes dancing, dressing up, plays, lavender, when someone compliments her antlers
Dislikes licorice, being underestimated, being late, loud noises
Fears failure, losing herself

Combat Prowess​

Favored Weapon Recurve Bow
Magical Training Symbiosis
Strength 12
Constitution 8
Dexterity 18
Wisdom 17

History​

Name Day 12th day of Fall
Background
It was a beautiful Autumn day in Falindea when the Marquess’s first child was born. It was a beautiful baby girl! The Marquess named her Catori, as to thank the Faes for blessing him with a child. There was a large celebration in the capital to celebrate her birth. Being the first born and a girl, Catori’s fate had been sealed the moment she let out her first cry.

Her childhood in the sense of being carefree was short. Not only was Catori bombarded with the responsibilities of princesshood, but also the ones required of a Tournament competitor. There were a few days where she wasn’t reminded of her responsibility to her family and to Falindea. Those days were the ones she spent with her mother. Catori’s mother was one of the Marquess’s four wives and a kind woman. She understood her daughter’s place and respected it, but vowed that when Catori was with her, she would get to be a child. It was with her mother that Catori ran through the Falindean forests and learned archery. Unfortunately, Catori’s mother contracted a deadly disease that even Falindean’s finest doctors couldn’t cure. She passed away shortly after. Around this time it was also revealed Catori’s magacial capabilities were slim. She would be able to do very basic ritual magic, but nothing more. It was a heartbreaking time for the young deer princess.

Due to the timing of her mother's death and the news of her magic, Catori threw herself into archery training. It was as much about honoring her mother as it was about finding something she could excel in. Thankfully, she had inherited her mother’s knack for archery. At Falindea’s annual Elderwood Festival, Catori participated in the archery tournament. For the first time in 15 years, a woman won the tournament. Thus, Catori was dubbed “Princess of Arrows.”

Catori’s father was quite overprotective of her due to the loss of her mother. He brought Catori with him to any trips he took outside of Falindea under the guise of training her in diplomacy. She attended many political meetings and solstice festivals. This allowed her to facilitate relationships with the other royal children. At the age of 18, talks of betrothal began to arise. As the firstborn female, it was obvious Catori would be a prime candidate. In order to make sure they were bonded, the Marquess suggested Catori learn Symbiosis so that she’d at least feel a connection to whoever she married. So, she began to train in Symbiosis magic alongside various other things for the Tournament while traveling with her father. As the tournament approaches, Catori is nervous. She has a more than adequate amount of training, but no real experience. She will do whatever it takes to try and win for Falindea, she can’t afford not to.

The Roleplayer​

Username numbles
Samples X X

 

[Yarrow]

Ash

☆

Full Name: Azhsu Hebian II
Alias(es): Ash
Age: 26
Biological Gender: Male
Identifying Pronoun: He/him
Sexuality: Bisexual
Height: 6'1
Body Type: Athletic
Hair Color: Blonde
Hair Length: Medium/short
Eye Color: Grey
Animal Attributes: Scales on his face, back and joints (elbow, schoulders, etc.), split tongue, fangs.
Other Physical Notes: The Hebian symbol on his wrist, several battlescars on his chest
________

☆

Personality
Respectful: Azhsu has an enormous respect for every outcast
Compassionate: When Azshu befriends someone, he can be very compassionate about them, since it is a rarity
Honesty: Azshu can simply not lie, he will always tell you his truth
Cruel: Azshu has become cruel due to all the harm that has been done to him in the past
Mischievous: Azshu likes if something goes not as planned, especially his mothers parties
Prejudiced Azshu is enormously prejudiced against everyone, especially those without his condition
Likes: Poison, Fighting, Reading, Being alone, Sun, Tea
Dislikes: Rain, Formalities, Parties, His mother, Bodies of water, Alcohol
Fears: Fish, Thunderstorms, Being outlawed
________
Combat Prowess
Azshu had an allround combat training with specialisation in assasination and stealth combat. He prefers to stay out of direct combat
Favored Weapon: Daggers and throwing knives
Magical Training: Poison Damage
Strength: 9
Constitution: 16
Dexterity: 16
Wisdom: 10
________

☆

History
Name Day: 25 Summer
Background:
Azhsu Hebian was the first son of the ruling Hebian Viscounts. His father had won the last tournament. Azhsu was an ugly child. His skin was covered in scales, his eyes were snake-ish and his tongue was split. His parents were considered beautiful people and his mother couldn't understand why she had given birth to such an ugly creature. Especially his mother was ashamed of him. This resulted for Azshu in growing up without being hugged. As a toddler he wasn't looked after. That is why he is scared of thunderstorms. One time he was outside when a thunderstorm approached the city. He was still outside when it reached the fortress. Lightning hit a tree infront of the little Azhsu. It scared him so much that was petrified. Later he was found by a servant and brought inside.
When he was a few years older, he got several brothers and sisters. With their birth, Azhsu was cast aside. His parents stopped looking after him for good. Azhsu could quickly walk and explored the city on his own. He was fascinated by all the different kind of people there. There he found his uncle. His uncle didn't live at the castle with his brother, but lived in a modest house in the city. His uncle was the first person to really look after Azhsu. The little kid wasn't used to this and was very distant first.
In his teens Azhsu became friends with people within the thieves guild. Here it was where he came in contact with poison. From master-at-arms at the castle he got training in fighting, but from the thieves guild he learnt how to really use his skills. Every night he was found in the streets, thieving from marketman. In the morning he slept for a few hours and in the afternoon he got training from his master-at-arms. He had barely time to see his uncle.
In his puberty years he found out about the use of potions and potion magic. It was something that kept him off the streets at night. Instead of stealing, he read about potions, how to make them and how to use magic. During this process he got very ill a few times, but his parents didn't care that their succesor was nearly dying. Every night he spent researching poison and how to make it. After around three years he became adept in using poison and magic. That is when he decided he would go back to the Thieves Guild. His set of skills where useful within the guild and he rose some ranks. When he reached the age of 18, his parents showed more interest in him and his doings. He now had to come to official events, even more than his mothers parties. His mother loved parties and when there was one, the whole castle was full of people. When his mother was tipsy, she always said how ugly Azshu really was. During official trips he tried to stay out of the public eye, but people began to notice him. Azhsu found out that there were more people like him, who also had very prominent traits from their Fae. Within the Thieves guild there was this boy that directly caught his attention. Azshu crushed extremly on him and tried to talk as much to him as possible. They two boys fell in love and Azshu opened up for the first time.
The lovers grew eventually apart when Azshu had to be at the castle. His father had noticed that the next trials were coming soon and wanted to prepare his firstborn son. His father had still something left of responsibility for his son, his mother couldn't care less. Azshu became obsessed with winning the trials. He would make sure no one ever had to experience the same youth as he had.

________
The Roleplayer
Username: Yarrow
Sample(s): writing sample
________

 

[ERode]

[class name=root] width: 100%; height: auto; position: relative; background-color: rgb(249, 244, 244); background-blend-mode: multiply; overflow: hidden; --image-w: 739; --image-h: 1374; [/class] [class name=flex] width: 100%; height: auto; position: relative; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: stretch; align-items: start; [/class] [class name=image] height: 82vh; width: calc( var(--image-w)/var(--image-h) * 82vh); background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/Z58OOz8.jpg'); background-size: contain; background-position: center bottom; [/class] [class name=name] height: 3.5vh; width: 100%; position: absolute; top: calc(82vh - 3.5vh + 1px); left: 0; background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, rgb(202, 225, 247) 30%, rgba(220, 235, 245, .5) 30%, rgba(202, 225, 247, .5) 50%, #9C96AD 50%); background-position: bottom; background-size: 100% 3.5vh; background-repeat: no-repeat; z-index: 5; [/class] [class name=nameinside] position: absolute; bottom: 0; right: 1vw; height: auto; max-width: 100%; z-index: 6; font-size: 13.25vh; font-family: 'Cormorant Upright'; line-height: .77; padding-bottom: 3.5vh; text-align: right; color: transparent; background-clip: text; -webkit-background-clip: text; background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, #9C96AD, #6A42AF, #6A42AF, #9C96AD); [/class] [class name=container] min-height: 500px; height: 65vh; min-width: 300px; position: relative; flex: 1; display: flex; flex-flow: column nowrap; justify-content: stretch; align-items: stretch; [/class] [class name=tabs] position: relative; margin-top: 5vmin; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: flex-end; font-size: initial; [/class] [class name=tab] position: relative; margin-right: 1.5vw; font-size: calc(1em + 3vh); font-family: 'Cormorant Upright'; line-height: 1; cursor: pointer; color: #9C96AD; transition: all 1s; [/class] [class name=selected] color: #6A42AF; pointer-events: none; [/class] [class name=divide] width: 100%; height: 5px; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: -10%; padding-left: 10%; background-image: linear-gradient(to right, rgba(202, 225, 247, 0), rgb(220, 235, 245) 20%); [/class] [class name=contentholder] position: relative; margin: 0 15px; flex: 1; [/class] [class name=content] position: absolute; width: 100%; height: 100%; top: 0; left: 0; font-size: initial; [/class] [class name=scroll] position: relative; width: 100%; height: 100%; padding-right: 250px; overflow-y: scroll; overflow-x: hidden; font-family: 'Philosopher'; font-size: 1.1em; color: #74A7AA; [/class] [script=tab] hide content show Basics [/script] [script class=tab version=2 on=click] (removeClass "selected" "tab") (addClass "selected") (fadeOut 1000 "content") (fadeIn 1000 (getText)) [/script] [div class=root] [div class=name][div class=nameinside]Shirin Hebian[/div][/div] [div class=flex] [div class=image][/div] [div class=container] [div class=tabs] [div class="tab selected"]Basics[/div][div class=tab]Psyche[/div][div class=tab]Parley[/div][div class=tab]Backstory[/div][div class=tab]Relations[/div] [/div] [div class=divide][/div] [div class=contentholder] [div class="content Basics"][div class=scroll] I Was Named: Shirin Hebian
But People Call Me: Princess of the Alabaster Scales
I Am: Eighteen years old
I Was Born A: Female
So I Accept These Identifiers: She/Her
I Also Identify As: Something that isn't your business to know.
I Am This Tall: 5'6''
My Physique is Best Described as: Slender/Fragile
My Hair is the Color of: Pale Pink
My Hair Reaches: Past my feet.
My Eyes are the Color of: Amber
The Snake Fae Gave Me: Mirror-polished scales of pearl and silver, glistening up my legs and tracing around my lower back, as well as my improbably pale complexion.
I Also Have: Umblemished skin that gleams, if my suitors were to be believed, like moonlight.
My Themes Are: [1] [2] [3]
Player Name: ERode
Sample Post: [x]


[/div][/div] [div class="content Psyche"][div class=scroll] Kind: Sympathy for the trampled flower, generosity for the plighted farmer. Shirin's warmth flows equally to all, the young princess naively offering what words, what wealth necessary to soothe the hearts of others.
Subdued: Silence for the griever's reverie, acceptance for the father's bitterness. Shirin's emotions are always in control, and her preference is in staying quiet and understanding, allowing others to sparkle in the spotlight of conversation.
Whimsical: A smile for rippling puddles, a laugh for scattering grains. Shirin's innocence remains intact within the Ombar Dominion, a spotless flower who finds joy in flashes of vibrant nature, in sublime stanzas, floating above the treachery seeping within.
Distant: Shirin doesn't care. She accepts the sins and judgments of all, but does not share her own thoughts, her mind a mirror that only reflects the opinions of others, while the soul beneath remains unseen, unheard.
Apathetic: Shirin doesn't care. The value of a life is equal between the crop that is reaped and the child that is born. Both are to be consumed in the end, whether as food or taxes, and though they are both beautiful, they can always be replaced.
Traitorous: Shirin doesn't care. No matter how strong one believes their bonds to be with her, to Shirin, they are naught but gossamer threads of the spider, the impermanent scales of the snake. Every secret, every confidence, is stored in her mind, an arsenal of blades, sharpened in preparation for slaughter.

I Like: The passion of the musician, the color of foreign flowers, the scribblings of the poet, the confession of the wayward soul, the fragrance of crushed leaves.
I Don't Like: The obssession of an artless suitor, the rasp of a blade's sharpening, the itch of sand beneath scales, the keenness of an Avian's eyes, the remedies of medicinemen.
These Scare Me: Marriage and Symbosis Magic, Bloodshed, Madmen.


[/div][/div] [div class="content Parley"][div class=scroll] I Mostly Fight With: Words and a charming appearance. In absence of such oppurtunity for parley, a poisoned dagger.
I Was Trained in: Sleep magic, often performed through a gentle lullaby.
Strength: 11
Constitution: 12
Dexterity: 12
Wisdom: 12
[/div][/div] [div class="content Backstory"][div class=scroll] I Was Born on the: 34th Day of Summer
This is My Story: Snakes were cannibalistic, and so were the dozens of families that the Hebian family was made up of. Though there were only ever a single official Prince and Princess, such a state of affairs was fluid; intrigue persisted not only externally, between the Ombar Dominion and other, lesser kingdoms, but also between cousins and siblings. Some times, it was social disgrace that caused one to fall out of the favour of the Viscount. Other times, it was an accident, a rare disease, or a straight up knife through the throat. Blood flowed freely in the shadows cast by the blazing sun, and it was in such an environment that Shirin was born. Her playmates would disappear. Her relatives never saw her more than once. She had a rotating shift of nursemaids, servants, and tutors. Her own mother never saw her; what glimpses, what fragmented memories persisted in Shirin's mind were that of a grimace, of hatred, of a voice like a rusted knife. But she was not deformed. If nothing else, anyone that saw her would call her adorable, cute, a little beauty in the making, as bright as the moon.

So she learned to use that.

It was never so violent or unkind, of course. She didn't go out of her way to seduce or betray anyone. Shirin simply became the gentle princess that everyone saw her as, too whimisical and kind to be harmless, a flower or a songbird that can be allowed to exist in the den of vipers. She became the common factor between blood-feuding enemies, became the one person that wasn't targetted by provocations and insults during the rare family reunions. She walked in the shadows of others, quietly gathering goodwill while fending off advances that became too close for comfort. Her mother did not see her. Her father had big plans for her. She cared naught for any of their machinations, and calculated her own path.

On the eve of the Tournament's commencement, Shirin appealed to the Viscount himself in private, and at the break of dawn, she was quickly announced as the Hebian Princess, skipping over six more pure-blooded royals to attain such a position. No one really understood why, but no one was aggressively against it either. After all, at least the Princess wasn't someone they hated.


[/div][/div] [div class="content Relations"][div class=scroll]

Spoiler: Friendship Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Enemies
██████ Neutral
██████ Friends
██████ Close Friends
██████ Best Friends
██████ Family

Spoiler: Love Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Neutral
██████ Interested
██████ Crush
██████ Committed
██████ Butterflies
██████ In Love

Spoiler: Attraction Meter Key

██████ Repulsed
██████ Disgusted
██████ Neutral
██████ Confused
██████ Intrigued
██████ Heart Racing
██████ Can't Get Enough

██████ ██████ ██████ Cat Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Cat Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Rabbit Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Rabbit Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Snake Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Snake Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Deer Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Deer Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Wolf Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Wolf Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Chameleon Sibling:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Chameleon Sibling:

Relationship history here​

​

[/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

 

[JayEmperor7]

Kallym Hieronymus Vulpes

Alias(es): Little Cicillian (by some)
Age: 22
Biological Gender: Male ♂
Identifying Pronoun: He/Him
Sexuality: Bisexual
Height: 5'11"
Body Type: Skinny
Hair Colour: Ginger
Hair Length: Shoulder Length
Eye Colour: Golden
Animal Attributes: Pointed Ears, Bushy Tail, Fangs, Claws
Other Physical Notes: Painted Nails (Black)

Personality
~・~
Traits:
~・~
+Astute: An intuitive curiosity compels to Kallym to learn about his surrounds and everything therein, causing him to be learned in natural laws, history, miscellaneous facts. This also result in a deep understanding of people and their personal behaviour. Information and experiences that he accumulates give him what he needs to maneuver the situation to the best outcome (in relation to him) or to give advice to benefit others. His intellectual pursuit has allowed him to develop a sense of wit which he uses often.
+Charming: Being naturally physically attractive with notable foxy characteristics, Kallym has garnered the attention of people with whom has comes into contact. Having a silver tongue engendered by his wit to boot allows him to win the favour his contacts.
+Noble: Despite his playful nature, the weight of the virtue of truth was impressed upon Kallym from youth. He takes promises very seriously and values his companionships as sacred, always willing to serve his friends to the best of his ability. He does not accept handouts or favours but always repays his debts.
-Tricky: Being a bookworm and loyal person does not quell his equally inherent playful nature, and being quite skilled in illusion magic empowers him to act on it. Kallym finds amusement in the (somewhat) harmless pranks he plots, to everyone's dismay. Though every one who knows him suspects him immediately as the author of their minor troubles or embarrassments, he is rarely ever caught. Furthermore, his silver tongue is used to manipulate people in getting what he wants.
-Independent: Kallym is a free-spirited person, and as such, he is guided by his own whims. He loathes being forced to do some or stay somewhere, which can be unhelpful when order and conformity are necessary for efficiency. He would like to think that he is self-sufficient and perfectly competent, and is inclined to refuse to another's help of pity, even in dire situations. He would much rather dependent on his own skills and fate to succeed; teamwork is not exactly his cup of tea. Only on proven friends does he allow himself to depend.
-Emotional: Kallym's emotions can be very harmful to himself and others. He is very intolerant to other's affronts; earning his displeasure will subject one to the wrath of his cunning. The most extreme is for those who go back on their word, as truth is a virtue dear to him. On the other side, the weight of his regrets will suffocate him.
*Quirks: Night Owl
~・~
(Dis)interests
~・~
※ Likes: Reading, Red, Potato Dumplings with Cream, Beautiful People and Things, Interesting People, Zither
※ Dislikes: Noise, Commands, Confines, Being Pitied, Traitors, Proud/Arrogant People
※ Other Talents: Painting, Swimming
※ Guilty Pleasures: Watching People, Playing Practical Jokes
※ Fears: Claustrophobia, Germophobia

Combat Prowess
Favored Weapon: Tessen (Iron War Fan)
※Used for parrying, as a blunt weapon (club), disarm and locking opponents into submissions + added hidden small blade for extra protection

Magical Training: Illusion Magic (superficial visual alteration ~ exterior shapeshifting, holographic projections)
~・~
Stats:
~・~
※ Strength: 8
※ Constitution: 15
※ Dexterity: 16
※ Wisdom: 16

History
Name Day: 40th of Autumn
Background: Kallym Hieronymus was born the second son of Duke Cicillian of Belerast and his wife Duchess Adelaine, following his elder sister, the heir. He was an inquisitive and studious child. Moreover, unlike his elder sister, Kallym proved to be a more formidable mage. With the blood of the Fox Fae very prominent in his phenotype, he possessed a propensity to trickery from youth. A number of people, both inside and outside of the palace have fallen victim at least one from his pranks resulting from that. From creating new doors or entryways on solid walls or trapping others repeating mazes, everyone could see the level skill he had in magic, illusion magic no less. His father, Duke Cicillian, renowned as the Vulpes family's 'demon of hallucination', notably skilled in both Illusions and Sound Manipulation. Famous for tripping his opponents with disorienting images, “false memories”, and unknown or untraceable alarming noises, before “going in for the kill.” Many members of the family and their peers saw this great magical potential in Kallym and found it a pity that the firstborn right to the throne of the Belerastian magocracy should be somewhat wasted on a crown princess with less than exceptional magic. The prince loves his father; though the Duke maintained general solemnity and is rather unavailable, his family never doubted his well-meaning toward them. But, Kallym did not like that others would see him with his magic and an unripened Duke Cicillian, locking him the confines of his father's shell. To him, his father was his father, he was himself, and to free he decided to build up his own ability and image by himself as his father did so that others would know as well.

The Belerastian prince would enroll the Mage's College when he became 15 years old where the Duchess is a professor of the Felindean magical field. There he would enhance his magical abilities, study alchemy as well as the more about general sciences. The tournament of this century where the royals of the six kingdoms (as well as new seventh realm apparent) would fight for their respective lands would be the best achievement of his own to be recognized for.




Roleplayer: JayEmperor7
※ Sample: Most Recent One (I noticed that in all of my older examples I tended to write in the historical present tense for some reason: example)​

 

[SilverFlight]

[class name=root] width: 100%; height: auto; position: relative; background-image: url('http://colrd.com/misc/library/pattern/DinPattern/vintage-red.gif'); background-color: rgb(218, 212, 218); background-blend-mode: multiply; overflow: hidden; --image-w: 739; --image-h: 1374; [/class] [class name=flex] width: 100%; height: auto; position: relative; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: stretch; align-items: start; [/class] [class name=image] height: 82vh; width: calc( var(--image-w)/var(--image-h) * 82vh); background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ee/b7/6e/eeb76edc9ffb743f774d91b08cab97a3.jpg'); background-size: contain; background-position: center; background-repeat: no-repeat; [/class] [class name=name] height: 3.5vh; width: 100%; position: absolute; top: calc(82vh - 3.5vh + 1px); left: 0; background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, rgb(186, 35, 35) 30%, rgba(218, 212, 218, .5) 30%, rgba(218, 212, 218, .5) 50%, #313253 50%); background-position: bottom; background-size: 100% 3.5vh; background-repeat: no-repeat; z-index: 5; [/class] [class name=nameinside] position: absolute; bottom: 0; right: 1vw; height: auto; max-width: 100%; z-index: 6; font-size: 13.25vh; font-family: 'Lota'; line-height: .77; padding-bottom: 3.5vh; text-align: right; color: transparent; background-clip: text; -webkit-background-clip: text; background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, #cc3300, #ff4d4d, #ff4d4d, #cc3300); [/class] [class name=container] min-height: 500px; height: 65vh; min-width: 300px; position: relative; flex: 1; display: flex; flex-flow: column nowrap; justify-content: stretch; align-items: stretch; [/class] [class name=tabs] position: relative; margin-top: 5vmin; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: flex-end; font-size: initial; [/class] [class name=tab] position: relative; margin-right: 1.5vw; font-size: calc(1em + 3vh); font-family: 'Lota'; line-height: 1; cursor: pointer; color: white; transition: all 1s; [/class] [class name=selected] color: #e62e00; pointer-events: none; [/class] [class name=divide] width: 100%; height: 5px; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: -10%; padding-left: 10%; background-image: linear-gradient(to right, rgba(76, 102, 138, 0), rgb(186, 35, 35) 20%); [/class] [class name=contentholder] position: relative; margin: 0 15px; flex: 1; [/class] [class name=content] position: absolute; width: 100%; height: 100%; top: 0; left: 0; font-size: initial; [/class] [class name=scroll] position: relative; width: 100%; height: 100%; padding-right: 250px; overflow-y: scroll; overflow-x: hidden; font-family: 'Lato'; font-size: 1.1em; color: #ffb3b3; [/class] [script=tab] hide content show Basics [/script] [script class=tab version=2 on=click] (removeClass "selected" "tab") (addClass "selected") (fadeOut 1000 "content") (fadeIn 1000 (getText)) [/script] [div class=root] [div class=name][div class=nameinside]Cheyce Felinean[/div][/div] [div class=flex] [div class=image][/div] [div class=container] [div class=tabs] [div class="tab selected"]Basics[/div][div class=tab]Psyche[/div][div class=tab]Parley[/div][div class=tab]Backstory[/div][div class=tab]Relations[/div] [/div] [div class=divide][/div] [div class=contentholder] [div class="content Basics"][div class=scroll] HeWas Named: Cheyceadrin (Chase-a-drin) Felinean
But People Call Him: Cheyce
He is: 22
He Was Born A: Boy
So He Accepts These Identifiers: He/Him
He Also Identifies As A: Bisexual
He Sounds Like: Cayde-6 (Destiny2 Forsaken - Nolan North)
He is This Tall: 5'8"
His Physique is Best Described as: lean but well-muscled
His Hair is the Color of: Silver
His Hair Reaches His: Chin
His Eyes are the Color of: Amber
The Cat Fae Gave him: silver-furred cat ears, a long, slender tail, fangs and claws
He also has:Tabby stripes on his ears and tail that continue onto his face, arms and legs.
He Looks Like:The Miqo'te race from Final Fantasy XIV
[/div][/div] [div class="content Psyche"][div class=scroll] Jovial: Cheyce is bright and happy and prone to jokes and pranks, wry comments or quick jabs, anything to make those around him laugh. He thrives on high spirits and goes out of his way to be comical, often turning himself into the butt of the humour. He is fairly capable of sensing when something isn’t getting a laugh and will adjust his tactics.
Loyal: If earned, Cheyce’s loyalty is unbreakable. He very much believes in the law of “one good turn” and will repay kindness with kindness, though it means he will also repay ill with ill. If Cheyce is your ally you will be able to count on him for anything, and he’d be willing to trade his own safety for yours.
Romantic: Cheyce is a shameless flirt on the surface, but when his feelings deepen he will go out of his way to perform small acts that express his affection. Cheyce is very creative and this is also expressed in these little gestures.
Impulsive: Cheyce never had a cool head. He is rash and quick-to-temper and this can be a great weakness if he is baited on purpose. He isn’t good at navigating emotional manipulation and is fairly easy to tempt.
Thoughtless: Cheyce is an action-first, think after sort of person…if at all. He lets his emotion rule his mind more often than not and is prone to make mistakes that a little planning might avoid. He knows this about himself and will try to follow the advice of the wiser, though in heated situations he has a much harder time following direction.
Evasive: Because he is very hard-pressed to take things seriously this often means he dodges serious conversation, especially when it is about himself. He can be deceptive and it is almost impossible to get a straight answer about anything important. This might mean he could withhold certain information that could be important if he has an ulterior motive involved.
Other Talents: Swimming, Ollama and folded paper art (origami)
Guilty Pleasure: Fine clothing, specifically the most expensive silks. He is a bit of a connoisseur of well-made garments.
Quirks: Cheyce is unbelievably ticklish
Likes: Cheyce loves teasing Felicity, or anyone else that might get annoyed, but he loves his cousin like a sister and would do anything to keep her safe. He also likes good jokes or stories, he appreciates a quick wit and anyone who can out-maneuver him in a battle of insults will instantly gain his respect. Cheyce is also partial to fresh-caught roasted fish, candied chestnuts, forests in summer, and folded paper art. Ironically, he is fond of swimming.
Dislikes: Cheyce has no time for people who take themselves too seriously. He hates manipulation and oppression, and anyone who raises a hand against his cousin Felicity has made an enemy for life. Cheyce also doesn’t like many vegetables, and he doesn’t like doctors.
Fears: Above all Cheyce fears losing his little cousin, even the thought of it causes him to make rash decisions, and might compromise the team. Cheyce is also afraid of heights and of thunder, both bring back bad memories. One his his deepest-seeded fears is that whatever darkness pushes his mother to her ruthlessness is already inside him. This makes him fear power, and he balks at being given leadership.
[/div][/div] [div class="content Parley"][div class=scroll] He Mostly Fights With a: Pair of solid steel daggers, with ornate handles made to fit his hands. Cheyce was trained in duel-wielding daggers and since his magical skills leave something to be desired, he has put much more effort into honing his physical abilities. He is quick, and skilled in acrobatics. He knows how to use his opponent’s weight against them and how to conserve his stamina in a fight. His physical prowess also made him a star at their national sport Ollama (a fact he likes to brag about).
He Was Trained in: Teleportation magic, can teleport short distances in combat. Cheyce was an abysmal student when it came to magic. He was trained in the art of teleportation but his control is unstable at best. He can use it if forced, and it is actually a last-resort tactic in combat, though he runs a greater risk than most in casting. He knows it, and prefers not to try unless he has no other choice.
Outfits: Formal,Casual,Summer Soltice,Winter Solstice
Strength: 12
Constitution: 13
Dexterity: 15
Wisdom: 7
[/div][/div] [div class="content Backstory"][div class=scroll] He Was Born on the: 5th day of Fall
This is His Story: Cheyce does not remember much from his early childhood, but he remembers Felicity. He remembers his mother Cilia keeping him in, away from others his age, so perhaps that was why he bonded with his cousin so well. Felicity was the only royal even close to him in age and from the start, they were inseparable. The pair of them got up to all sorts of mischief, working together to keep out from under the disapproving eyes of the adults. Cheyce, like his father and most others in the palace, adored the young heiress. When he was seven and she was four, he pledged to be her captain of the guard, and protect her from all harm forever. He never suspected the harm would come from inside their family…he never thought to accuse his mother of such malicious intent. Felicity confided in him first about the summoning. Cheyce had never been interested in magic and didn’t often listen during his lessons, so he didn’t understand the danger, especially so young, he simply thought Felicity was being trained as she was supposed to be, and Cheyce celebrated her victories in the magic when she shared them.

Cheyce was never as talented as his younger cousin but he was never jealous. She had to be a prodigy, he would say, because one day she would rule. He just had to be fast with a blade to keep her on the throne. Cheyce remembers the night his aunt and uncle were slain. He remembers racing through the halls on his mother’s heels, seeing the blood, smelling it. He remembers being ushered away, being prevented from seeing Felicity. He had to climb the castle walls to sneak in to see her. When she told him she had no part in what happened he believed her. From then on he watched, He watched his mother, watched her careful lies, manipulations. He watched her poison the court against his beloved little cousin. Slowly, he began to realize, that her controlling, her deceptions ran a far fouler vein than he could have ever imagined. Cheyce remained loyal to Felicity, and though he couldn’t defy his mother outright, he sided with Felicity in every way he could. He told stories to the servants, spoke of sweetness, devotion and courage. He tried his best to turn the hearts and minds back to her.

Cheyce knew that Felicity leaving to train in the Usagian kingdom was the best choice for her. She needed to be out from under his mother’s toxic presence. Without his closest friend however, Cheyce found court life at home to be empty. His father Reagan, seeing the boy’s melancholy, arranged for him to be exported as well, to train in Truvaria, a gesture of peace, agreed by the Canis family.

Cheyce was trained by some of the warriors who trained the young royals there, though they had to train him differently: he was small and slender compared to most of their warriors so they trained him to fight close, with short blades. He took to the training like a fish to water and even built a bit of camaraderie among those he trained with. It was at that time training that Cheyce met a young Truvarian soldier that completely captured his heart. Ronder was destined for the palace guard and always had a quip ready for Cheyce’s incessant teasing. On the battleground Cheyce and Ronder worked like two halves of the same whole, each reading the other so well they became almost unstoppable when they fought side by side. Ronder helped fill a hole left in Cheyce when he said goodbye to his cousin, and filled something even deeper, that Cheyce had never known had been missing. Those few short years, Cheyce grew and thrived and by the end, he was prepared to do anything to have Ronder by his side for the rest of his life…his mother Cilia was not happy.

Cheyce has always been against his mother’s pressing for him to take the throne, standing steadfast to Felicity as the rightful heir. When Cheyce had returned from his training with a male Truvian lover, Cilia knew that her chances of manipulating her son into a successful royal position would be gone.

It was only two years before the tournament when Ronder was finally permitted to visit. At first, Cilia welcomed the young Truvian, all smiles and gentle words. It was one stormy night, when the wind was wild and lightning lashed the sky, that Cheyce was awoken by a horrible commotion. The balcony, slick with rain, Ronder had cornered something against the bannister. The night was pitch save for flashes of angry light, Cheyce couldn’t see. He called out to Ronder and in that split second of distraction the demon took it’s hold, and leapt with Ronder over the side to be dashed on the rocks below.

Cheyce was never the same since that night. When questioned about what happened Cilia insisted Ronder had tired to assassinate Cheyce. If Cheyce has spoken about the demon however, Cilia would round on Felicity, turning the court against her once more. The living needed protection, the dead he had already failed, so Cheyce did not contradict his mother. He let the slanderous lies stand and only Felicity would know the truth. Only she would believe him. He couldn't speak a word while under the watchful eye of his mother however, so he held his secret, until the day of the tournament took them far outside his mother's clutches.
[/div][/div] [div class="content Relations"][div class=scroll]

Spoiler: Friendship Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Enemies
██████ Neutral
██████ Friends
██████ Close Friends
██████ Best Friends
██████ Family

Spoiler: Love Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Neutral
██████ Interested
██████ Crush
██████ Committed
██████ Butterflies
██████ In Love

Spoiler: Attraction Meter Key

██████ Repulsed
██████ Disgusted
██████ Neutral
██████ Confused
██████ Intrigued
██████ Heart Racing
██████ Can't Get Enough

██████ ██████ ██████ Cat Princess: Felicity
██████ ██████ ██████ Rabbit Princess: Isadora
██████ ██████ ██████ Rabbit Prince:
██████ ██████ ██████ Snake Prince: Ash
██████ ██████ ██████ Snake Princess: Shani
██████ ██████ ██████ Deer Prince: Zereth
██████ ██████ ██████ Deer Princess:
██████ ██████ ██████ Wolf Prince:
██████ ██████ ██████ Wolf Princess: Nora
██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Prince:
██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Princess:
██████ ██████ ██████ Chameleon Prince: Alastair
██████ ██████ ██████ Chameleon Princess: Hespith
██████ ██████ ██████ Chameleon Prince/ss:
[/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

 

[ThePastelWitch]

[class name=root] width: 100%; height: auto; position: relative; background-image: url('https://www.designyourway.net/diverse/darkpat/COLOURlovers.com-Gothic_Devine.jpg'); background-color: rgb(218, 212, 218); background-blend-mode: multiply; overflow: hidden; --image-w: 739; --image-h: 1374; [/class] [class name=flex] width: 100%; height: auto; position: relative; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: stretch; align-items: start; [/class] [class name=image] height: 82vh; width: calc( var(--image-w)/var(--image-h) * 82vh); background-image: url('https://i.imgur.com/TTwnsZ0.png'); background-size: contain; background-position: center bottom; [/class] [class name=name] height: 3.5vh; width: 100%; position: absolute; top: calc(82vh - 3.5vh + 1px); left: 0; background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, rgb(237, 226, 168) 30%, rgba(237, 226, 168, .5) 30%, rgba(237, 226, 168, .5) 50%, #d1b8d1 50%); background-position: bottom; background-size: 100% 3.5vh; background-repeat: no-repeat; z-index: 5; [/class] [class name=nameinside] position: absolute; bottom: 0; right: 1vw; height: auto; max-width: 100%; z-index: 6; font-size: 13.25vh; font-family: 'Cormorant Upright'; line-height: .77; padding-bottom: 3.5vh; text-align: right; color: transparent; background-clip: text; -webkit-background-clip: text; background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, #9892d4, #6963a6, #6963a6, #9892d4); [/class] [class name=container] min-height: 500px; height: 65vh; min-width: 300px; position: relative; flex: 1; display: flex; flex-flow: column nowrap; justify-content: stretch; align-items: stretch; [/class] [class name=tabs] position: relative; margin-top: 5vmin; display: flex; flex-flow: row wrap; justify-content: flex-end; font-size: initial; [/class] [class name=tab] position: relative; margin-right: 1.5vw; font-size: calc(1em + 3vh); font-family: 'Cormorant Upright'; line-height: 1; cursor: pointer; color: #d1b8d1; transition: all 1s; [/class] [class name=selected] color: #9892d4; pointer-events: none; [/class] [class name=divide] width: 100%; height: 5px; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: -10%; padding-left: 10%; background-image: linear-gradient(to right, rgba(179, 120, 179, 0), rgb(163, 109, 179) 20%); [/class] [class name=contentholder] position: relative; margin: 0 15px; flex: 1; [/class] [class name=content] position: absolute; width: 100%; height: 100%; top: 0; left: 0; font-size: initial; [/class] [class name=scroll] position: relative; width: 100%; height: 100%; padding-right: 250px; overflow-y: scroll; overflow-x: hidden; font-family: 'Philosopher'; font-size: 1.1em; color: #d1b8d1; [/class] [script=tab] hide content show Basics [/script] [script class=tab version=2 on=click] (removeClass "selected" "tab") (addClass "selected") (fadeOut 1000 "content") (fadeIn 1000 (getText)) [/script] [div class=root] [div class=name][div class=nameinside]Hespith Nidae[/div][/div] [div class=flex] [div class=image][/div] [div class=container] [div class=tabs] [div class="tab selected"]Basics[/div][div class=tab]Psyche[/div][div class=tab]Parley[/div][div class=tab]Backstory[/div][div class=tab]Relations[/div] [/div] [div class=divide][/div] [div class=contentholder] [div class="content Basics"][div class=scroll] I Was Named: Hespith Nidae (Hess-pith ni-die-ay)
But People Call Me: Hess | Cornicle Concubine
I Am: twenty-two years old
I Was Born A: Girl
So I Accept These Identifiers: She/Her
I Also Identify As A: Pansexual
I Sound Like: Daenarys Targaryen (GoT)
I Am This Tall: 5' 7"
My Physique is Best Described as: Toned/Athletic
My Hair is the Color of: Platinum Blonde
My Hair Reaches My: Lower Back
My Eyes are the Color of: Magenta
The Chameleon Fae Gave Me: The ability to adopt whatever animal attribute she wants for a given time. She usually does so with her natural, iridescent scales.
I Also Have: Elongated claws and scaled, swimming fins and long, webbed ears (from a shapechanging accident).
I Look Like: Dragon Sorceress Zyra (League of Legends) [/div][/div] [div class="content Psyche"][div class=scroll] Adroit: Hespith was always a quick learner and she had to be, in order to keep up with and match her siblings.
Merciful: While her brother would consider this a weakness, Hess has never been able to mortally wound or kill anyone. She has had many a chance, but she could never bring herself to do it.
Creative: Sometimes, it felt like life and death in battles with Alastair so she had to learn how to think for alternatives to what was presented to her.
Vindictive: After the pain her siblings and her mother had put her through, she aims to win the Tournament just to take it away from her family once and for all.
Jealous: She's never been good at sharing and she's very insecure of losing the things she holds dearest.
Insecure: She's never felt like she was enough in any area in her life and she's desperate to fix that.
I'm Also Good at: Acrobatics, dancing, and flirting (with men).
Guilty Pleasure:
I Have My Quirks: The amount of scales on her hands increases the more agitated she becomes.
I Like: Validation, lotions and potions for moisturizing, dancing, and beating Alastair at anything
I Don't Like: Her family in general, Zanubia, most men, herself
These Scare Me: Her mother, being rejected, failure, vulnerability
[/div][/div] [div class="content Parley"][div class=scroll] I Mostly Fight With a: If not her demons, then her claws.
I Was Trained in: Summoning Demonic Creatures

Spoiler: Demonic Pacts

TEHROR
STR = 17; CON = 15; DEX = 10; WIS = 8
High Level - Combat
Tehror fights with his claws and tail mostly, but the scales on his form also work as projectiles that when stuck in a person will draw out their inner fears. Hess made a pact with Tehror out of spite towards her first summon and agreed to let him feed on her fear, the fear she gave to others, and her nightmares in order to have him fight by her side. She also made a large sacrifice to prove she took this pact seriously by having him attack her first and only love, pulling back at the last moment just to have him feed on her ever-present fear from then on. He is manipulative, cruel, and doesn't care about remaining polite to his master/mistress. The worst they could do is send him away, after all.

MORGRIM
STR = 8; CON = 13; DEX = 13; WIS = 17
Medium Level - Magic
Morgrim fights with water based spells since he draws on the countless amount of tears despair has caused. He rarely physically attacks, but if he does, it's with his sharp teeth. Hess summoned him first by accident, but created a pact that he was allowed to eat her dreams, her despair, and the despair she gave to others for him to fight with her and also for his counsel on magic. He is old and said to have been summoned by a summoner in the Tournament long ago, which is why he knows so much of pacts and the like. He is comfortable and inviting, but doesn't hide the fact that he will ruin you if you find too much solace in his embrace.

Strength: 8
Constitution: 8
Dexterity: 15
Wisdom: 11

Outfits: (Formal, Casual 01, Casual 02 (No Mask), Ball, Armor, Pajamas, Summer, Summer Solstice, Winter, Winter Solstice, Wedding)
Click images below for casual theme, romance theme, and fighting theme

​

[/div][/div] [div class="content Backstory"][div class=scroll] I Was Born on the: 21st Day of Winter
This is My Story:The first wrong thing that Hespith did in her life, was be born. The second was that she was born a woman. The third? She was also born into the royal family of Zanubia. These were things her mother taught her early in life. The population of Zanubia was dwindling, the people were bent on revenge, the High King was comatose, and the only sport they had was to fight each other. And while the time wasn't the best for the kingdom, that wasn't why Hespith shouldn't have been born. While her older brother had been born with the traditional chameleon horn and an affinity for shapeshifting, Hess had not. She was born with two horns on, one on each of her temples, as if to prove she wasn't completely of royal blood. Her scales shone with the royal iridescent sheen, however, meaning she was one of them all the same.
A woman's duty in the kingdom, when numbers were too few, was to help repopulate. Hess was thankful that she didn't have to participate until she became an adult, but her mother "urged" her to understand that that was what she would be good for in the end. After all, the High Queen was no different and had bedded one of the men beneath her station for that very reason (or so she said. Alastair claims their mother used the man and was given a child as divine penance). But the more Hespith dwelled on that, the more she hated and feared it. She didn't want to be used for the "good of the people." So she began to watch Alastair as he learned to fight, copying techniques when she could and practicing how to defend herself when her brother attempted to physically silence her instead. It took years for her to start matching him in battle and it was only when the High Queen discovered rips in their realm did she see some potential in her daughter.
Celestia began pitting her children against each other, berating them whenever they couldn't finish the job or even properly hurt each other. The siblings ended up scarring each other, breaking each others' limbs, cutting off some appendages (like part of Hess's horn), all in the name of winning and pleasing their mother. But no matter how hard Hess tried, she couldn't physically finish a fight with her brother. She'd had him about to lose a few times, but she could never finish the job for whatever reason. It infuriated her and all she wanted was to win one fight. So when her mother was in a moderately "accepting" mood, Hess begged her mother to help her learn magic.
While some royals in Sodariel have other mages who can distinguish what magical paths are available to them, Zanubia did not. Seeing as shape changing was a Chameleon legacy, Celestia pushed her daughter to try that first. But it didn't go well. Not at all.
Hespith remembers telling her mother that it hurt, but the High Queen wasn't sympathetic and just told her it's because she was weak. So Hess tried harder to take the shape of a fish, but instead of fully doing it, she found only parts of her body begin to replicate it. When she could do no more, Alastair laughed while her mother grew angry with her. She cried as she tried to change her form back, but it was futile. She was stuck with her webbed ears and even the hardened scales that lined her hands and legs. Her mother called her a failure as she tried to find someone to reverse it (there wasn't sadly) while her brother tried to help her revert back.
Life grew harder as she lived with the strange deformities. The people watched the little girl like some sort of danger to the populace. Would her deformities carry over to her children? Would any man want her when she came of age? These were just a couple of the questions she heard among the people and after a few years, she learned how to become cold and indifferent to them. She swore revenge once she was able.
Her magic tapped in one day while she cried under the empty sky, wanting to both leave the kingdom and also make the people pay. She watched in horror as what seemed like a tear in the very air was beginning to form near her. The air around it felt cold and even though she wanted to call for her brother, she stayed put and watched as something slithered out of it and floated mid air. "Who summons me?" She stared at the beautiful serpentine creature, unable to take her eyes off of it. "S-Summon," she asked?
Most experienced summoners will tell you that opening a portal to summon without a pact made prior is dangerous and that it could even kill you and the people around you, depending on what comes out. Thankfully, this summon wasn't of the sort. Instead, it looked the little girl up and down before asking, "How old are you?" "Nine," she answered quickly. "I see." The creature let out a sigh before beginning to explain what she had done, though perhaps she hadn't meant to. From what Hess gathered, her emotional call was so strong that the Chameleon magic in her blood had initiated the magic. Morgrim, the name of the Serpent, advised her never to do that again since he is a pretty nice demon considering. "Despair is the corrupt emotion that made me. Many find comfort in me for it feels like they know me well, but I will devour them just the same." His eyes narrowed at her, making her draw back a little.
And here, a demon who supposedly was summoned before by a royal summoner became her teacher. He taught her of pacts, the levels of strength demons typically had and how using them would drain the little girl. But as she listened, her fear subsided and she felt a sense of pride. She didn't know of any other summoners in Zanubia (at least no living). Perhaps she would finally impress her mother and take down her siblings. And maybe, she might get a little revenge.
"Stop." Hess looked up as Morgrim motioned towards the portal. It began to look more volatile, as if it fed from her emotions. "You begin to want and feel other things, you may call something completely dreadful. And we're not in a pact, so I can't protect you." "How do I close it then?" "We have to have a pact first because I'm still tied to my realm." And that's now Hess met her first summon. She agreed to bring despair to others, happily, and to let it devour her dreams as long as he helped her fight her battles and gave magic counsel as well.
High Queen Celestia isn't a smiler. The people and her children know of her cruel and manipulative smirks, but a smile? That was foreign and the exact reason why Hess felt a twinge of fear when she showed her mother the summon. Morgrim wrapped himself around the child's arm, as if as a security blanket, and whispered into the child's mind how he can taste the despair she had when around the woman. But that despair was rewarded, for her mother finally said that she wasn't "a complete waste."
Time passed as Hess trained and fought with her siblings, Morgrim giving her a much higher fighting chance. And what's more, now that she was becoming someone of worth in her mother's eyes, her mother began helping her become beautiful "regardless of her deformities." "A man will fall prey to these things." "A man understands that this means..." It was a lot of information, especially for just one kind of person, but she tried her best to learn.
But now that she was trying to look better, her mother had hired a handmaiden to help Hess bathe, brush her hair, and moisturize her scales. At the age of seventeen, Hess wanted to refuse since she could do all of those things herself. But the second she met Orianna, her complaints were gone. She found herself taken aback by the natural beauty of this girl and a new kind of fear settled itself in her heart. She knew how to attract men, thanks to her mother, but a woman? How would she do that?
Getting ready was extremely uncomfortable with the handmaiden around, seeing as it was her job to see to the princess but also because Hess was partially scared to get close to her. Rather than accept her feelings, though, she kept Orianna at a distance. The fear she felt whenever she looked at her, along with the warmth and fluttering in her stomach, reminded her of when she was younger and much more vulnerable. It reminded her of time where she was weaker and filled with nothing but despair. And she didn't like it.
This made life hard on Orianna since she was already there against her will and stressed out by the entire situation. But moreso, she saw how the princess would look at her and while it also gave her strange emotions, she kept away. After all, moments after seeing the warmth in the princess's eyes, they would turn exceptionally cold and cut into Orianna like a sharp blade to the ribs. Morgrim was loving the amount of despair surrounding the two for the next year and while he offered magical counsel, he never said he would divulge sources of his despair.
When Hespith became of age, nineteen, a gathering of sorts was held to welcome her into the world as a full grown woman. She felt uncomfortable, but rather than let them see her weakness, she held her head high. The way that some of the men looked at her, while also disgusting and objectifying, she realized that she felt a sense of pride. After feeling ugly for so long due to her magical deformities, she was proud that she still had the ability to attract someone based on just looks.
For the time that her mother and brother paid more attention to the rifts of their world and Sodariel's, Hess paid more attention to the feeling of fulfillment she got whenever around men. Few ever caught her eye like Orianna, but she settled for what was close to it and drowned herself in that feeling of false love and acceptance. It was only when the amount of despair she was causing started to lessen did Morgrim finally tell Hess what he knew about Orianna. This caused a large argument between the two and out of spite, Hess made another pact to prove she didn't need her first. Tehror appeared after she summoned again, a creature drawn to the amount of fear she held within her person. And he taunted her. "Fear has consumed you, child. It is... delicious. You fear not being enough. You fear her being repulsed by you. You fear failing and becoming nothing but a breeding ground for your people." Her emotions rose with each taunt and finally, she yelled the conditions in order to get him to quiet. But he laughed at her offer and refused. "I'm much stronger than your other one, child. If you want me at your side, you will need to give something more."
Blinded by her emotions and spite towards Morgrim, she listened rather than bargained herself. She offered him to feed on her fear, the fear she gave to others, her nightmares, and a sacrifice of great amount to prove her commitment. Morgrim tried to tell her that the sacrifice wasn't worth it, but she didn't pay him any mind. She wanted to prove to herself that what she felt wasn't real as well, and took Tehror to her chambers. There, Orianna awaited to help her get ready for bed. But instead of having their normal, awkward night together, Hess ordered Tehror to attack Orianna. Tears fell from her eyes as she watched the other serpent wound her love and called it off before it got to be too much. At first, Tehror was upset and almost went after Hess.
But he stopped when he felt the amount of fear exuding from both. Orianna now feared she made the wrong choice, for her love's life, for her family, for her kingdom, and most importantly, she feared for her life. Seeing the fear the handmaiden had towards her, Hess feared what she might do and what this meant she would become. Tehror cackled and absorbed what he wanted before agreeing to a pact, telling his summoner "good luck" before going to rest.
The tension had surpassed the peak and the two women finally spoke without a filter. They cried when the other confessed their prior feelings to that moment, Orianna's being the only one's that changed. She now begged the princess to let her return home to her family where she could forget them altogether. The thought of Orianna loving someone else angered Hess and she forbade it and even threatened the girl that if she ran, Hess would send Tehror after her.

If the situation between the two was awkward before, it was downright uncomfortable for the rest of time. It took awhile for Orianna to stop shaking when Hespith was around and it took a long time for Hess to not feel a multitude of emotions when around her handmaiden. And while High Queen Celestia noticed the strange air, she didn't care. Because suddenly, Hess was training with a new attitude. It no longer felt like she was aiming to fight just to fight. She fought to wound, to maim, and possibly, to kill. Celestia didn't know what happened to her daughter, but she approved of it.
Especially since the time to use those skills was very near.
[/div][/div] [div class="content Relations"][div class=scroll]

Spoiler: Friendship Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Enemies
██████ Neutral
██████ Friends
██████ Close Friends
██████ Best Friends
██████ Family

Spoiler: Love Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Neutral
██████ Interested
██████ Crush
██████ Committed
██████ Butterflies
██████ In Love

Spoiler: Attraction Meter Key

██████ Repulsed
██████ Disgusted
██████ Neutral
██████ Confused
██████ Intrigued
██████ Heart Racing
██████ Can't Get Enough

██████ ██████ ██████ Cheyce Felinean:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Felicity Felinean:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Rabbit Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Isadora Usagian:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Ash Hebian:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Shani Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Zereth Fawnus:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Deer Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Wolf Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Nora Canis:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Prince:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Princess:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Alastair Nidae:

Relationship history here​

██████ ██████ ██████ Chameleon Sibling:

Relationship history here​

[/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

 

[SleepyCreamy]

~ None of the art/voices/music you see/hear from the CS is mine, they all belong to their rightful owners ~
~ NOT Mobile-Friendly ~​

[class=container] width:100%; padding-top: calc( 9/16 * 100%); background-image: linear-gradient( 30deg, #90191d , #1c1400, #dfe6f6); box-sizing: border-box; position: relative; --color: rgb(144, 25, 29); [/class] [class=containerInside] width: 100%; height: 100%; box-sizing: border-box; padding: 10px; top:0; padding-bottom: 0px; position: absolute; [/class] [class=image] font-size:0; filter: drop-shadow(0 0 1px white); [/class] [class=Chara] position: absolute; height: 100%; padding-right: calc( 480 / 753 * 100%); top:0; background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c0/77/58/c0775827d92c9020901c8591474377d9.jpg'); background-size: contain; background-repeat: no-repeat; display: block; z-index: 2; pointer-events: none; [/class] [class=flex] position: relative; width: 100%; height: 100%; display: flex; flex-flow: column nowrap; [/class] [class=grid] display: grid; grid-template-columns: 1fr calc( 19.75% + 10px); grid-template-rows: 1fr 1fr 1fr; grid-template-areas: 'Top Avatar' 'Main Avatar' 'Bottom Avatar'; width: 100%; height: 35%; position: relative; font-size: calc( 12px + (100 - 12) * (100vh - 200px) / (1280 - 200) ); [/class] [class=Avatar] font-size:0; grid-area: Avatar; height: 100%; width: 100%; position: relative; background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b1/d5/b9/b1d5b98d302e86cc903b967c8df69a3b.jpg'); background-size: contain; background-repeat: no-repeat; [/class] [class=barBG1] background-color: var(--color); grid-row-start: 2; grid-row-end: 2; grid-column-start: 1; grid-column-end: span 2; [/class] [class=topBar1] position: absolute; bottom: 0; width: 100%; text-align: right; font-size: 1em; line-height: .9; white-space: nowrap; color: var(--color); grid-area: Top; [/class] [class=botBar1] position: absolute; top:0; width: 100%; text-align: right; font-size: 1em; line-height: .9; white-space: nowrap; color: var(--color); grid-area: Bottom; [/class] [class=mainBar1] grid-area: Main; position: relative; display: block; width: 100%; height: 100%; [/class] [class=icons] position: absolute; display: block; height: auto; width: 100%; top:50%; transform: translateY(-50%); text-align: right; font-size: .75em; color: #b49753; [/class] [class=content] width: 100%; height: auto; margin-bottom: 2%; position: relative; flex: 1 0 auto; display: flex; flex-flow: column nowrap; [/class] [class=contentBoxes] width: 100%; flex: 1 0 auto; background-color: #dfe6f6; overflow: hidden; position: relative; [/class] [class=selectionBar] margin-top: 2%; width: 100%; height: 19.2%; background-color: var(--color); text-align: right; font-size: calc(12px + (100 - 12) * (100vh - 200px) / (1280 - 200) ); line-height: 1; color: #b49753; padding-right: 2%; box-sizing: border-box; [/class] [class=tab] display: inline; position: relative; cursor: pointer; [/class] [class=arrow] position: absolute; display: block; top: -70%; left: 50%; transform: translateX(-50%); color: #b49753; [/class] [class=contentBox] height: 98%; top:1%; right: 2%; width: 60%; position: absolute; overflow:hidden; [/class] [class=scroll] width: 100%; height: 100%; padding-right: 100px; overflow-Y: scroll; color: #4a3606; font-size: calc( 8px + (15 - 8) * (100vw - 200px) / (1280 - 200)); [/class] [script=tab] set CurTab "Basic Info" hide personaContent hide skillsContent hide bioContent hide reaContent hide personaArrow hide skillsArrow hide bioArrow hide reaArrow [/script] [script class=tab on=click] set SelTab (getText) if (eq ${CurTab} ${SelTab} ) (stop) slideUp 500 arrow fadeOut 500 contentBox if (eq ${SelTab} "Basic Info") (slideDown 500 infoArrow) if (eq ${SelTab} "Basic Info") (fadeIn 500 infoContent) if (eq ${SelTab} "Personality") (slideDown 500 personaArrow) if (eq ${SelTab} "Personality") (fadeIn 500 personaContent) if (eq ${SelTab} "Skills") (slideDown 500 skillsArrow) if (eq ${SelTab} "Skills") (fadeIn 500 skillsContent) if (eq ${SelTab} "Biography") (slideDown 500 bioArrow) if (eq ${SelTab} "Biography") (fadeIn 500 bioContent) if (eq ${SelTab} "Relationships") (slideDown 500 reaArrow) if (eq ${SelTab} "Relationships") (fadeIn 500 reaContent) set CurTab ${SelTab} [/script] [div class=container][div class=containerInside][div class="image Chara"][/div][div class=flex][div class=grid] [div class=barBG1][/div] [div class="Avatar image"][/div] [div class=topBar1]✼✼✼✼✼[/div] [div class=botBar1]RIVEN NIDAE[/div] [div class=mainBar1][div class=icons][/div][/div] [/div][div class=content][div class=contentBoxes]
[div class="contentBox infoContent"][div class=scroll][Full Name]
Rivenick Edgar Nidae (Ri-veh-nik Ni-die-ay)
[Alias(es)]
Riven III Prince Rivenick the Second III Past: ‘The Disposable Prince’ III Now: ‘The Bloody Prince’
[Age]
25
[Gender]
Male
[Pronoun]
He/Him
[Sexuality]
Heterosexual
[Height]
6’4
[Body Type]
Muscular III Athletic III Toned
[Hair Colour]
Chocolate Brown, almost black
[Hair Length]
Mid-thigh length
[Eye Colour]
Turquoise
[Animal Attributes]
None
[Other Physical Notes]
A few scars on his forearms and hands due to sparring with his siblings and the use of Blood Magic.
[Outfits]
Formal {X} III Casual {X} {X&X} III Summer {X} III Summer Solstice {X} III Winter {X} III Winter Solstice {X} III Combat {X}
[Gallery]
Full Body {X} III Kid {X} III Smirk {X} III Maid Attire {X} {X} III Pigtails {X} {X} III With Animals {X} {X} {X} {X} {X} III Short Hair {X} {X} III Portrait {X} III Chibi {X} {X} III Hair Tie {X} {X} {X} III Dork {X}
[Face Claim]
Izuminokami Kanesada

[/div][/div]
[div class="contentBox personaContent"][div class=scroll][+ Devoted +]:
Riven is the type of person who is an all in or all out person. If he does something, he will put all his everything into it. He isn’t devoted to his mother’s dream, he’s more focused on the well-being of the people who inhabit the harsh conditions of Zanubia. Specifically, the ones who lost someone important. He has a soft spot for strays. He may come off as a down to earth dude with his “genuine” smile, but his smiles would be different whenever his eyes would land on a kid. He does not act like his mother’s lapdogs who would be full-on devoted to her, he is simply devoted to the cause; To put an end to Zanubia’s poverty and finally fulfill the Chameleon Fae’s request of revenge. And, he doesn’t want any more future Zanubian to suffer just because of a broken promise.
[+ Observant +]
Riven has always had a keen eye about what’s going on around him. He can easily detect simple patterns and details. He can tell how someone is feeling or thinking. He can spot a liar from a mile away because he too is one. He can tell if someone is being their authentic self and if someone is just faking their emotions. It’s one of the skills that he noticed his mother, the High Queen Celestia, would have during her mind games. She would exploit how he’s feeling, having Riven have a sense of poor security, therefore leaving him vulnerable to do whatever his mother needs. He learned how to be observant through watching his own mother.
[+ Laid-back +]
Riven may be completely aware of how manipulative his mother can be, but he doesn’t care as long as it’s not harming him in any way. Riven can be unpretentious and calm during stressful situations. He rarely gets annoyed by trivial things. He tends to be tolerant and immune to strict rules or outbursts.
[– Deceitful –]
Ever since Riven started seeing the cruel side of Zanubia, after Marella’s death, he became more aware of the people who would do him wrong. Specifically, he kept a close eye on his mother who would play mind games with him and his siblings. He started noticing a pattern and as he grew up, he would start outsmarting and deceiving his siblings and some servants with his sweet words. Along with those sweet words are his sweet smile that could bring the unexpected.
[– Merciless –]
On the battlefield, Riven doesn’t hesitate to finish with the final blow. He has once decapitated one of his brothers and afterward, he soon felt obligated to repair his brother’s arm back, but since it was his first time using that spell, the arm was successfully intact, but his brother couldn’t feel anything afterward. As he continued to put his siblings in a near-death experience, he gained the confidence and numbness he needed to actually put an end to a person’s life.
[– Resentful –]
Riven would sometimes blame others for his loss or mistake. For his mistakes, he learns from them, but for losses, such as people, he would promise them revenge and fulfilling their wishes. For his comatose father, he promised him the well-being of his beloved people. If someone crosses him or any of his siblings, he would certainly make that person’s life a living hell. His mother’s words about Sodariel reached him and it made Riven slightly resentful of the people who inhabit such beautiful and blessed land.
[Likes]
Exotic Things III Sleeping III Giving people false hope III Food III Singing/Humming to himself III Mind games with his siblings
[Dislikes]
Himself (specifically, how he puts up an act and his ‘pretty’ face) III People who mistreat children or small animals III Catcalling III Perverts III (His) Parents
[Guilty Pleasure]
Seeing people bleed
[Fear]
Losing someone he really cares about III Confronting anyone about his true feelings (Basically opening up) III Getting emotional and having his emotions take control of him
[Quirks]
Would always have some type of animal following him. Whether it would be an insect or any animal, Riven seems to attract them. It may be because of his lack of animal attributes that would make the animal's around him be magnetized towards him.
[Theme Song]
AoT S3 OST - K21 (Kenny Theme)
[Ambience]
BTS (방탄소년단) - MIC Drop (feat. Desiigner) (Steve Aoki Remix)
[Voice]
Best of Levi|A Slap On Titan

[/div][/div]
[div class="contentBox skillsContent"][div class=scroll][Favoured Weapon[:
Katana III Self Defense Ring
He likes seeing his opponents bleed, and more so when he can use their blood for his use. In dire situations, he uses his ring with a hidden mechanic to have easy access to blood.
[Magical Training]
Blood Magic
He tends to use other’s blood, but in dire situations, he’d use his own.
[Strength]
15
[Constitution]
7
[Dexterity]
15
[Wisdom]
17

[/div][/div]
[div class="contentBox bioContent"][div class=scroll][Roleplayer]:
SleepyCreamy
[Writing Sample]
{X}
[Name Day]
27th of Spring
[Background]
On the eve of a mid-spring day, a new prince was born. The new prince of Zanubia was a beautiful baby with a pretty face, but he seemed to be missing something… the traditional chameleon horn. The High Queen quickly found no use of Riven’s hornless forehead. She simply wanted a formidable son who will represent her and all of Zanubia. She assumed that the lack of horn in Riven’s forehead was a sign that the child has no special connection with the chameleon fae, therefore their magic. After their disappointment with Riven’s birth, the High Queen wanted another child and will not stop until she finds the one who will fulfill the Chameleon Fae’s revenge. The High King, however, grew close to Riven when he was a baby, he gave Riven his father’s first name, making Riven, Riven the Second. He also gave Riven his first name as Riven’s middle name.

During Riven’s toddler stage in life, he was nurtured by a kind woman who always has a serene smile named Marella. Riven barely got to know his father, because he soon fell into a deep sleep while Riven was young, Marella however, would tell him stories about how his father would hold him. Even at a young age, Riven would crave the attention of his mother, but Marella would always be there for him. During that time, Zanubia was suffering from an illness and Riven was lucky enough to be born as a pampered royal, while Marella’s baby son did not. Marella saw her son through Riven and the two gave each other the love that each needed.

As Riven grew at the age of 8, it became more apparent that he has no interest in his heritage and his family’s ideals. However, his mother would constantly remind him of these ideals and for Riven, her words would come through his ear and right out of the other. With Marella’s words, Riven would remember each of her words by heart. He considered Marella to be his real mother.

Marella taught him how to be kind and how a simple smile would brighten up someone’s day. The people would know of his beautiful face, some women in his tribe couldn’t wait to bed him when he reached of proper age. Some thought his smile was so like Marella’s that they would think he’s Marella’s son

However, it all changed when Riven was walking all alone in the dead of night and someone pulled him away to do some unspeakable things. Riven didn't understand what the man was doing and went along with it. He thought what the man was doing was completely alright. This continued for weeks and Riven would find himself shaking like a leaf every time he would see the man, Riven was scared and he didn’t know what to do. He felt utterly helpless and weak. Every night, he would go missing and Marella would worry for his sake.

When Marella found out through the village's rumours, she asked Riven if this was true and Riven could only nod and show her the bruises that the man made, he was too scared to actually tell her this, in fear of having Marella reject him just like what the High Queen did. He begged Marella to not leave him and not to tell his mother, to which broke Marella’s heart. She kept Riven safe in the time being, while she tries to find out who was the sick man who would do this to a prince.

The man was infamous for being a sex addict, due to the low numbers of Zanubia people find this behaviour to be normal, but what Marella couldn’t believe was that the man named Reeves, would prey on the prince. When Marella confronted Reeves about the issue, he shamelessly admitted his fault to her. When Marella asked why he did such a horrid thing, he only answered, “Why? Well, the kid has a pretty face! He was asking for it. And besides, he’s the ‘Disposable Prince’ everyone’s been talking about. His parents don't give a crap about him. So, who cares if something bad happens to him, right?”

Marella’s heart broke for Riven and she threatened Reeves that she will tell the High Queen about what he did. But, that only backfired when Reeves got to her first and strangled the poor woman to death. After Marella's disappearance, Riven and the rest of the tribe got worried. But the horrendous activities of Reeves only continued. Riven remembered Marella's last words to him, “Be strong and always smile.” But he couldn’t smile whenever the man would be around him, he didn’t smile during Marella’s disappearance and he could only assume for the worst.

Riven finally had enough and stood against Reeves. The chilly air that crawled up his naked back made Riven clutch his forearm. He watched as the man before him smile a wicked grin. When the man was about to touch Riven’s head, Riven asked in a shaky voice, “W-where's my m-mother?”
The man raised an eyebrow, “She should be in your palace, or whatever you royals call that sorry excuse of a ‘palace’.” The man continued petting his hair while Riven’s hands shook in fear.
He shook the man’s hands off with a swift movement and stepped back. He gave the man a menacing glare. “Where’s Marella?”
The man’s eyes widened in shock and in seconds, Riven’s long hair was jerked forward, bringing him into his knees. In instinct and pure frustration, Reeves gave Riven a deadly punch in the face, leaving a nasty bruise. Then another punch, then another. Riven felt the cold wooden boards underneath him with his half-naked self, he shuffled to get away from the enraged man, only to find himself trapped in the corner right next to the fireplace wood basket. As the man in front of him charge forward, Riven’s shaking hands quickly grabbed hold into a sharp piece of wood and just in time to lodge the sharp piece of wood onto the man’s throat.
The scene made Riven shiver as he watched the man drown in his own blood, it was the first time he saw what blood looks like and it fascinated him. Instead of being scared, he felt pleasure watching the man gurgle his last few words.

“T-The Q-Queeeeen D-Did T-Thi-”

When Riven stood up and had a good look at himself, he noticed his shoulder in a weird and awful position, along with his bloodied face. He wished to be better and that wish of his came true when he no longer felt any stinging. When he looked up at the man, he found the blood that was on the floor to be completely gone. That was when Riven found out that he can do Blood Magic, one of the most outlawed types of magic in existence.

After Riven dealt with the dead man named Reeves, he searched his whole house, only to find a rotting body of his mother, Marella. Riven wept as he buries his one true mother underneath a dead tree. As Riven was burying Marella, he promised to himself that he will carry on her wishes and will always carry a serene smile. But little did he know, that one of the High Queen’s informant was watching the whole ordeal and informed the Queen about what had happened. The High Queen assigned Reeves to kill her only son who shows no use for her revenge plan, however, that night changes everything. The High Queen finally found a reason to keep Riven alive.

At the age of 13, during his teen years, after the Queen heard the news of Riven's new magic, she welcomed him with open arms and started training him with his newfound magic. Riven found no problem with this because Riven was determined to get strong. He wanted to be strong to have others not see him as weak or helpless. Riven would always give his siblings a serene smile, but little did they know the heavy amount of self-hatred he had at that time. He didn't mean to kill the man and give him a quick death, he wanted the man to suffer and die a slow painful death. So instead of releasing his frustration in simple ways, his release would always be during his sparring match with his siblings. Who are basically strangers to him due to him always being with Marella. He isn't afraid of giving others false hope with his sweet smile, he's ruthless when it comes to other people who are not his siblings and he's absolutely not afraid of taking one's life just for his own safety. He promised himself that he will never be used or mistreated just like his past self. This drive to be better, made him into a very skilled swordsman and a very capable combatant.

With his blood magic, he was able to grow crops and feed his people. The people who wished to have a proper crop offered him their blood. He carried on Marella's other will, he promised himself that no kid shall die of sickness as long as he lives. Each year, he would go to Marella’s grave and use Blood Magic to give the tree some life, even just for a second, just to show his appreciation to Marella.

At the age of 20, a sickness swept through Zanubia, mostly affecting adults, some survived while one family was left in ruins. A little boy named Stitt lost both of his parents. Riven took the boy under his wing and brought him in Marella's old home, away from the other villagers. He taught him the necessities in life, Stitt was the only person who Riven would show his genuine smile. He kept this fact away from his mother, in fear of getting the boy in trouble and using the boy as a tool to manipulate him. Riven passed on his knowledge of Blood Magic to Stitt and promised him to only use it in self-defence.

Eventually, Riven asked his mother if he could have an apprentice, unfortunately for him, his mother would always be one step ahead and said, “You mean this boy?” Showing Stitt. Riven kept a straight face, knowing his mother was probably unhappy about her unloyal and secretive son. When Riven asked her to let Stitt go, the Queen proposed a better idea to have him be in-charge of growing crops, Stitt was young and inexperienced, he doesn't have an advantage in magic like Riven does since he’s born into the Nidae Family, anything could happen to Stitt and the Queen was fully aware of this.

Riven noted that it's one of his mother's mind games and knew that his mother wanted him to show his devotion to her and her cause, so, in seconds, he was in front of his mother and said, "I only have the same dream as you and that is to get everyone out of this rotten place and have our revenge to those pricks who wronged us. If I were to ever be secretive to you, it's for a good reason. I wanted Stitt to be prepared and well enough to meet your standards. After I take my leave, I'm sure you'd need a replacement... A disposable one." He stared at Stitt with scared eyes. "Don't you agree, mother?" He said with that iconic sweet smile of his.

After his confrontation with the Queen, Riven didn't mean for Stitt to become a slave to his family. Stitt became a slave for him and he hated it, but he would always hide his true emotions under that sweet and innocent facade. Riven never did say sorry for his actions. After finding out how stressful it is to be under the High Queen’s mind games, he bound himself to not stay close to anyone other than his family. That’s why he would shut out every girl who tries to advance themselves to him. After what happened with Reeves, he never wanted to develop any kind of intimate relationship with anyone, yet.

Now that the tournament is coming up, Riven will do his best to bring the people of Zanubia out of the poor condition they’re in and win the tournament for his family’s honour. When his own head is on the line, he will try his hardest to fight for his family’s rights. The rest of Sodariel robbed his people of everything and Riven thinks it’s time for Zanubia to lead a peaceful life underneath the sun.


[/div][/div]
[div class="contentBox reaContent"][div class=scroll]

Spoiler: Friendship Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Enemies
██████ Neutral
██████ Friends
██████ Close Friends
██████ Best Friends
██████ Family

Spoiler: Love Meter Key

██████ Heartbroken
██████ Neutral
██████ Interested
██████ Crush
██████ Committed
██████ Butterflies
██████ In Love

Spoiler: Attraction Meter Key

██████ Repulsed
██████ Disgusted
██████ Neutral
██████ Confused
██████ Intrigued
██████ Heart Racing
██████ Can't Get Enough

██████ ██████ ██████ Cheyce Felinean: WIP
Relationship history here
██████ ██████ ██████ Felicity Felinean: WIP
Relationship history here
██████ ██████ ██████ Rabbit Prince: WIP
Relationship history here
██████ ██████ ██████ Isadora Usagian: WIP
Relationship history here
██████ ██████ ██████ Ash Hebian: WIP
Relationship history here
██████ ██████ ██████ Masikah Hebian: WIP
Relationship history here
██████ ██████ ██████ Zereth Fawnus: WIP
Relationship history here
██████ ██████ ██████ Deer Princess: WIP
Relationship history here
██████ ██████ ██████ Wolf Prince: WIP
Relationship history here
██████ ██████ ██████ Nora Canis: WIP
Relationship history here
██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Prince: WIP
Relationship history here
██████ ██████ ██████ Fox Princess: WIP
Relationship history here
██████ ██████ ██████ Alastair Nidae: WIP
Relationship history here
██████ ██████ ██████ Hespith Nidae: WIP
Relationship history here

[/div][/div]
[/div][div class=selectionBar][div class=tab][div class="arrow infoArrow"][/div]Basic Info[/div] ✼ [div class=tab][div class="arrow personaArrow"][/div]Personality[/div] ✼ [div class=tab][div class="arrow skillsArrow"][/div]Skills[/div] ✼ [div class=tab][div class="arrow bioArrow"][/div]Biography[/div] ✼ [div class=tab][div class="arrow reaArrow"][/div]Relationships[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div][/div]