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Spirit solo write!
Spirit solo write!
Aethrae: a land where primal spirits prowl the land, bonding with and lending power to the humans they deign worth. but something is wrong. The Anemarls, a sect of humans who think that the spirits should be wiped out, have reappeared, and something is sapping the spirits power. Both the Harnells, those who use the spirits for power, and the Sagens, those who use them for knowledge, are sending out teams of spirit wielders to discover the cause of this calamity, and the solution.
Hi CBers! this is my first solo write, so I'm kinda nervous, but I'll do my best! Here's the Charrie
Name:
Age: (Up to 25 but no lover than 12)
Appearence:
Weapon of choice:
Spirit they have bonded with: (i.e. Bear, Sparrow, Elk. No repeats please!)
Harnell or Sagen: (four of each pls)
Shipping:
Ok, please four of each group (Harnells, Sagens), no spirit repeats (that would get boring), Deadline July 21.
submitted by Firebird, age Timeless, The Sea of Flame
(July 11, 2020 - 6:52 pm)
(July 11, 2020 - 6:52 pm)
Reserving! I'll post my charrie later tonight
(July 12, 2020 - 8:49 pm)
Name: Zafir Amaren ("Zafi" for short)
Age: 18
Gender: Male, he/him
Appearence: Around 5'9, with black hair, slightly slanted gray eyes, and light brown, olive-toned skin. Zafi is lithe and decently strong, agile (though not neccesarily graceful) and quick. He doesn't smile all too often, but when he does it brightens up the room.
Personality: Reserved and quiet, but also sharp, observative, and has a sly sense of humor. Below average levels of self-preservation, and therefore somewhat reckless. Zafi can be rather cynical, but he also is great at coming up with and executing ideas, and is very creative. He loves to be in action, but needs time to slow down and process things as well. He's been hurt before, and so he's often slow to open up to people and get to know others. Sensitive, though he pretends otherwise.
Weapon of choice: A pair of curved katanas that fold like butterfly knives, normally kept on his back.
Spirit they have bonded with: Luna moth (female)
Harnell or Sagen: Sagen
Shipping: Sure I guess? Open to any gender.
(July 13, 2020 - 12:09 am)
Here's the aforementioned picture of Soryst. I'm excited for this to start!
(July 13, 2020 - 7:12 am)
@Agent Winter, sure on shippping Runa and Soryst :)
And actually, I decided to change Runa's weapon. She now fights with a scythe.
Can't wait for it to start!
(July 13, 2020 - 9:45 am)
Name: Katthryea (Cat-th-ree-uh)
Age: 19
Appearence: long hip leanth black hair with sunset pink streaks, brown eyes, light blue marks on her cheeks, scar on her left cheeck, jeans, lose black hoodie with a circle in the middle with a explotion of pink, purple, and light blue pastel colors, and black ankel boots.
Weapon of choice: a silver sword on her back
Spirit they have bonded with: kitten
Harnell or Sagen: i dont get what you mean of 'four of each pls'. could you explane what you mean? ill post my answer for this after more info.
Shipping: open
ill add a picture:
(July 13, 2020 - 12:00 pm)
By "Four of each pls" I meant that i would like 8 characters, four of each type (Harnells and Sagens). The Harnell slots are unfortunately all filled, so your character might have to be a Sagen. if you would like to withdraw your charrie because of this, please inform me!
Thanks for your charrie!
Firebird
(July 13, 2020 - 3:57 pm)
Okay wait, reading back through all the posts, I forgot to say that Runa's spirit's (tiger) gender pronouns are he/him.
Are the spirits kind of like daemons in the His Dark Materials books?
(July 13, 2020 - 12:06 pm)
In case anyone new is joining: There is only one spot left in the Sagen group and zero spots left for Harnells. The spirits that are taken are the following:
Fox
Tiger
Horse
Raven
Bear
Eagle
Luna Moth
(July 13, 2020 - 12:19 pm)
ugh...typos again. I meant to type shipping.
(July 13, 2020 - 12:32 pm)
im reposting my charrie! i under stand now. and admins, please dont post my comment to Firebird i just posted.
Name: Katthryea (Cat-th-ree-uh)
Age: 19
Appearence: long hip leanth black hair with sunset pink streaks, brown eyes, light blue marks on her cheeks, scar on her left cheeck, jeans, lose black hoodie with a circle in the middle with a explotion of pink, purple, and light blue pastel colors, and black ankel boots.
Weapon of choice: a silver sword on her back
Spirit they have bonded with: kitten
Harnell or Sagen: Sagen
ill add a picture:
(July 13, 2020 - 2:17 pm)
Not to be that person again, also this isn't my solo write, but I feel like based on the story's fantasy aesthetic and also how other people have designed their characters, jeans and graphic hoodies aren't a thing in this world? Maybe she could wear, like, tough blue pants and a black cloak? Idk, I don't want to be bossy or annoying, and I know you probably just didn't realize this, I just want to make things easier for Firebird so that she doesn't have to figure out how to adapt your character's appearance to the story. Again, sorry for being that person.
(July 13, 2020 - 2:27 pm)
@Firebird, we have 4 Harnell and 4 Sagen. Start whenever you are ready. @everyone else, I assume spots are closed. (firebird, correct me if I'm wrong)
(July 13, 2020 - 3:27 pm)
This sounds cool! Here is my charrie:
Name: Saylor Swallow
Gender: Female she/her
Age: (Up to 25 but no lover than 12) 17
Appearence: Short brown hair and blue eyes. Usually wearing a flowing green dress.
Personality: Outgoing and protective. She will sacrifice anything for her friends. Kind. Loves nature. Also very smart.
Weapon of choice: Sword with sparrow etched onto the handle.
Spirit they have bonded with: (i.e. Bear, Sparrow, Elk. No repeats please!) Sparrow
Harnell or Sagen: (four of each pls) Sagen
Shipping: She is open to boys around her age
(July 13, 2020 - 3:38 pm)
I was originally only going to accept 8 charries, but as you responded promptly, I will include Saylor!
Firebird
(July 13, 2020 - 5:32 pm)
OK everyone, all charries have been filled, so I'll post some information+Prologue
Schedule: I will try to post evey week on Sunday, give or take, but I may be a little late sometimes. So without further ado...
Prologue
Why was I such a
fool? The man sat on a low
stool in his familiar room, which seemed so different now. Before, he had seen
a cheerful room, yellow paint artistically laid on the walls, a conveniently
placed hearth with plenty of wood near to keep up the fire, and a comfy bed
positioned so the fire would warm the feet of the beds occupant. Now, though,
he saw dirty, garish, flaking yellow paint stained with thick red liquid,
smeared on the wall with the hand of an illusioned buffoon, Me, he
thought, he saw a gloomy recess in the wall, filled with the ashes of guttering
fires from before, Before this, he reflected, Before I knew. And
last he saw… No, he couldn’t look, couldn’t see the shapes so filled with life
hours before, life brutally taken away… by him. So this was the consequence. When
he had bonded with the spirit, it had seemed a wonderful dream, laughing with
Naya, talking to Naya, bonding so deeply that they had seemed inseparable, Man
and Spirit, Spirit and Man. Then, the only time she had ever asked him to do
something for her, after granting him constant favors, he had declined. First,
he had laughed, thinking this was another of her jokes, then he had explained,
explained that he had a family, that he couldn’t leave them, not for Naya, not
for anyone. But she was cold. I thought you cared, she had said But if
it’s your family preventing you, I might be forced to remove that obstacle… Then
he had felt a pressure in his mind, squeezing, invading, then only blackness. He
had awoken, in his room, his hands, the walls, the floor, spattered with blood…
and four people lifelessly sprawled on the floor. Overcome with blind rage and
crushing grieve, he had severed his bond with Naya, then collapsed onto the
stool. Then the plan, fully formed, as if it had waited at the edge of his consciousness.
He would do as Naya had asked, but not as she intended…
(July 13, 2020 - 5:41 pm)