Post by Relics Descent on Nov 2, 2009 23:33:10 GMT
OOC
Furcadia Name:
Relics Descent
Furcadia Session Times (When are you usually on FST?):
Almost all day, every day.
Age:
21+
Why do you think you are qualified to apply to join the Black Forest Alliance?:
Because, I'm epic XD
IC
Name:
Relic
Gender:
Female
Age:
Last known age 7
Origins:
Born to the Winters Fall pack, Relic had climbed in rank and knowledge until she had achieved the goal she had set for herself. She was her packs eldest healer. With a vast knowledge gleened from years of traveling and speaking with fellow practicers. But even that vast knowledge had not been enough to save her family from slaughter, or herself.
Species (Don't forget - List everything you can, including breed standards, breed colours, and describe your character as best you can):
Canis dirus - While most of the breed stray towards darker colors, because of her packs location in the snowy rocky mountians they bred closer to the lighter colors. She would be average in height which lay somewhere around 34" - 47" at the shoulder, in weight she would be somewhere on the lighter side which usually lay somewhere between 130 lbs - 190 lbs.
Mutations/Implants (If any.):
Wingspan of 64"
Height:
39"
Weight:
148 lbs
Rank Wanted (Only ones with (S) next to their names can be applied for):
Forgone (or Shaman)
Why do you want this rank?:
Relic's a mystic, intune with that aspect of their nature, also when her pack was slaughtered she disappeared no one knows for sure if she is among the living or the dead. She also has a vast knowledge of the healing ways.
Roleplay Example [Must be more than 5 sentences]:
One paw settle against the moist earth, a second would follow, then a third, a fourth, only to find themselves airborn a moment later. The pace was steady, destination firmly in mind. On the surface the land seemed to be at peace, but few ever looked deeper. Blacken lip curled over thicken fangs, the land much like a pack needed to be tended, its spirit and body made whole. Ah here we are... The thought drifted across an every busy plain. The pungent odor that drifted up from the crush of her claws reaffirmed that indeed the delicate white flower that resembled babys breath was Valerian. Used for a variety of purposes its effects were much like that of poppy, though with less deadly results. Gathering the few she would need proved to be ever a challenge, wrapping them in several large leaves even more so but practice made for quick work. Trapping the plant life within her jaws. Relic set off for the unclaimed den she currently spent her nights in.
Did you read the rules?:
"Bottletop Treasurehunters."
Furcadia Name:
Relics Descent
Furcadia Session Times (When are you usually on FST?):
Almost all day, every day.
Age:
21+
Why do you think you are qualified to apply to join the Black Forest Alliance?:
Because, I'm epic XD
IC
Name:
Relic
Gender:
Female
Age:
Last known age 7
Origins:
Born to the Winters Fall pack, Relic had climbed in rank and knowledge until she had achieved the goal she had set for herself. She was her packs eldest healer. With a vast knowledge gleened from years of traveling and speaking with fellow practicers. But even that vast knowledge had not been enough to save her family from slaughter, or herself.
Species (Don't forget - List everything you can, including breed standards, breed colours, and describe your character as best you can):
Canis dirus - While most of the breed stray towards darker colors, because of her packs location in the snowy rocky mountians they bred closer to the lighter colors. She would be average in height which lay somewhere around 34" - 47" at the shoulder, in weight she would be somewhere on the lighter side which usually lay somewhere between 130 lbs - 190 lbs.
Mutations/Implants (If any.):
Wingspan of 64"
Height:
39"
Weight:
148 lbs
Rank Wanted (Only ones with (S) next to their names can be applied for):
Forgone (or Shaman)
Why do you want this rank?:
Relic's a mystic, intune with that aspect of their nature, also when her pack was slaughtered she disappeared no one knows for sure if she is among the living or the dead. She also has a vast knowledge of the healing ways.
Roleplay Example [Must be more than 5 sentences]:
One paw settle against the moist earth, a second would follow, then a third, a fourth, only to find themselves airborn a moment later. The pace was steady, destination firmly in mind. On the surface the land seemed to be at peace, but few ever looked deeper. Blacken lip curled over thicken fangs, the land much like a pack needed to be tended, its spirit and body made whole. Ah here we are... The thought drifted across an every busy plain. The pungent odor that drifted up from the crush of her claws reaffirmed that indeed the delicate white flower that resembled babys breath was Valerian. Used for a variety of purposes its effects were much like that of poppy, though with less deadly results. Gathering the few she would need proved to be ever a challenge, wrapping them in several large leaves even more so but practice made for quick work. Trapping the plant life within her jaws. Relic set off for the unclaimed den she currently spent her nights in.
Did you read the rules?:
"Bottletop Treasurehunters."