Elven Battles {RPG}

[TheHayleyDoll]

I looked around, walking through the large valley. A man walked in front of me. "Why are you here, little girl."
"Excuss me?" I stepped back, offended.
"Well, you are short. Let me introduce myself. I'm Gerik. Warrior of the Desert. Some call me the Desert Tiger. I'm fine with Gerik, though."
I smiled. "I'm Mirage. Not a mirage, my name's Mirage. Or, Mira works, too."
"Nice to meet you, Mirage. You don't have a weapon, I see? To heavy for ya?"
"What? No. Well, maybe, but I use my dark magic. It's more powerful than any light magic form. I'm nearly at the Necromancer stage."
"That's the last one, right?" Gerik sighed, he looked at his battleaxe. "This is my weapon of choice. I would bet it's more powerful then any of your magic."
"We'll have to find that out one day." I pushed past him.
Gerik laughed. "Why not now?"
"Gerik, I have trees to talk to." I turn around.
"Hey, now that's just rude. Choosing trees over me."
"I rather be thrown into a burning pit of fire, then talk to you some more." I rolled my eyes.

[Panic_Overload]

Name: Hiyro
Class: Guardian
Age: Nearly 20
Picture

Relationship: None, yet.

[TheHayleyDoll]

Gerik blinked. "You are cold. No wonder you use dark magic."
I slapped him. "Go away."
"You know you like me."
"What?! Why would you say that?" I blushed.
"You're blushing." Gerik teased.
I stomped and walked away.

[xJESSiCA]

ooc: Yay, another guardian!!!

bic:

"Mother, I am back," I yelled into the house. She came limping out with a small box in hand. "What is this?"

"I fear my days are coming to an end, quicker than any elf expected. Mortals have been spotted in the forest, and I was in the wrong place at the wrong time," she lifted up her long, flowing skirt to reveal an arrow wound in her thigh.

"Mother, I will find whoever did that and tear him and all of his friends to tiny shreds, and burn the pieces in a fire," I promised.

[TheHayleyDoll]

I sat underneath a tree near a small wooden house. Gerik walked infront of me. "Hey, kid. I hope there's no hard feelings between us."
"No, go ahead. I'm only a human year or so younger then you." I sneered.
Gerik sat beside me. "I sure hope so, or I could be arrested for this." He kissed me.
I blinked and looked away. "Wow. Are you sure you're the rude, obnoxious, arogant, elf I was talking to before?"
He laughed. "The one and only."

[Sarah_K_O_M]

Ooc: Hey, would it be okay if I joined?

[TheHayleyDoll]

Ooc: It would be great if you joined, the more the better! I'm sure cheetah would be pleased.

[Sarah_K_O_M]

Ooc: Okay. Well, here goes.


Name: Amina Lumari
Class: Healer/Priest
Age: 16
Picture: Making doll now.
Will they strive for a relationship sometime in the plot?: Most likely.

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In a nearby stream, with her light blue cotton dress held up around her knees, Amina was paddling, feet slipping on the water-smoothened stones.
She was of a petite frame, and very thin, unhealthily so, with bright turquoise coloured eyes and dark brown hair in a long plait down her back.

[TheHayleyDoll]

I stood up. "Gerik, I can't get into a relationship with you right now. I have other things to do. I need to study my magic. As I've told you, I'm nearly completed my training."
Gerik grabbed an apple. "Suit yourself."

[Sarah_K_O_M]

Amina's head bobbed up at the sound of voice and she shopped out of the stream clumsily, shaking her feet and slipping on her slipper-shoes.
She approached the voices curiously, tripping once or twice.