Argwen RP:So

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Argwen RP:So

Argwen RP:

So, the charries live in a world called Argwen. It has eight parts, the western meadows (Evanlop), the eastern mountains (Vivtak), the middle forest (Seftu), the northern desert (Lopi), the northwest lake (Bora), the northeast tundra (Marta), the under kingdom (Damhu), and the sky kingdom (Skara).  Anyone can join, at any point.  One charrie per person.  Argwen's magical castle that holds the world together in Seftu is falling apart, and everyone needs to join forces to find out what is going on.  Not many people live in Vivtak, Seftu, or Evanlop and most of the population is spread out through Lopi, Bora, Marta, Damhu, and Skara.  No one can enter the castle because of a spell that the castle put on itself, except for Emma and Lorcan. Griffins can enter, so the Castle has become a place where griffins live. Emma lives there.  Any questions just ask me.

Name: Emma

Age: 11 

Appearance: Dark auburn hair, shoulder length pale,
tall and somewhat thin , a good amount of freckles, medium brown eyes,
medium straight nose, medium lips, pretty wears nice looking but
practical clothing, shoes similar to moccasins

Personality: Very blunt, so much so that people mistake
her for mean, but really she is just painfully truthful and doesn't
hide her opinion, she is stubborn and proud, clever, a strategic
thinker, she enjoys being at the center of attention, she is super loyal
to her friends but slightly needy, she hates being left out, but is a
bit of a hypocrite.  She is in love with nature.  Very powerful for her
age.  Very independent. 

Home: Seftu

Skills: Very resourceful, strong, fast, has a way with animals.  can communicate with griffins.  Can make plants grow instantly and has other...powers that will be discovered by others later.  Can climb very well. 

Gender: Female

Backstory: She was left in the Castle as a baby and the Castle cared for her until she was old enough to care for herself.

Animal: Griffin named Lorcan.  She has taken care of him since she found his egg in the western meadows.  They bonded right away.  Lorcan is a wild griffin and is very loyal to Emma, who rides him.

 

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I think I'm going to drop out of this RP. I'm kind of confused about what's going on. Sorry.

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(June 6, 2016 - 5:51 pm)

If you're confused about what's going on, I can help you with that. Please don't leave, Bluebird! 

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(June 6, 2016 - 7:55 pm)

I'm waiting for ballet.

submitted by Cho Chang
(June 6, 2016 - 5:54 pm)

Ashlynn~

The griffin touches down in front of us for just a moment, before perching itself on a tavern rooftop. I am finally able to get a good look at the figures on the griffin. A boy and a girl. What would they be doing here in Vivtak? But I don't have time to dwell on my thoughts. A loud gasp sounds behind me, and I can practically sense Arowyn tense as we whirl around to find a boy pressed up against the tavern wall.  

But wait. It's not a boy. I can tell that much. The disguise is clever, but his/her features give it away: the high, sculpted cheekbones and soft eyes.

"What are you doing disguised as a boy? And why are you following us?" I ask. The boy/girl looks so suprised that a feather could knock him/her over.

"I'm not a girl. And I wasn't following you."

"Oh, really." I add dryly. "And I suppose that it wasn't your cloak I saw around the corner minutes ago."

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submitted by September
(June 6, 2016 - 7:45 pm)

Illia~

"What are you doing disguised as a boy? And why are you following us?" the girl asks.

"I'm not a girl," I snap. "And I wasn't following you," I add as well.

"Oh, really," she says dryly. "And I suppose that it wasn't your cloak I saw around the corner minutes ago."

I inwardly curse myself. How could I have been so careless as to have let myself be seen? I don't answer her question. "Who are you to question me?" I ask. "Girls shouldn't be out this time of night, especially near the festival. You're the one doing what you're not supposed to."

"Oh, so you've never done anything you weren't supposed to do?"

I go red. "None of your business."

"Then that means that what I'm doing is none of your business. And anyways, you shouldn't be out either. I can tell you're a girl."

I inwardly froze. No one's ever seen through my disguise before. And I don't plan to let them. I scoff. "What makes you think I'm a girl? My name's Sovann. I've lived here all my life. How could I have gone this far as a girl?"

Suddenly, the griffin leaps off the rooftop and glides swiftly to the ground in front of me. Oh great. More girls. I gasp and flatten myself further against the wall, but I'm cornered. Panic starts to well up in me. Not griffins. Anything but griffins. Heart thumping wildly, I glance around for an escape. I could climb up the gutter pipe and onto the roof, but that would leave me even more exposed, and the griffin could fly back up anyways. I seem to have frozen. Then, one of the girls speaks...

~~~~~

Anyways, I apologize on my charrie's behalf for being so rude! 

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(June 7, 2016 - 8:34 pm)

I made a picture of Illia/Sovann:

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