[CENTER][b][U][SIZE="5"]The Blind Fox[/SIZE][/U][/b][/CENTER]

[B]Name:[/B] Dinnae Faervell

[B]Name Meaning:[/B] Silent, Strong spirited
*in her own people’s tongue which resembles but is not quite elvish.

[B]Nickname(s):[/B] Di

[B]Gender:[/B] Female

[B]Age:[/B] Indeterminate. Appears in her early twenties.

[B]Race:[/B] Immortal Therian
*were-snow fox, her race appeared human but were longer lived and had a strange ability to sense water. They appeared related to elves and humans both, but closer to humans. The therian healing factor seems to have turned this into immortality and brought out supernatural abilities related to water.

[B]Height:[/B] 5’7’

[B]Build: [/B] Willowy but still with nice cruves she has the lean muscles of a dancer. She appears rather delicate.

[B]Appearance:[/B] In her human appearance she has white hair with strange pale blue and silver streaks she keeps in a loose braid, her eyes(or what’s left of them) covered by a bright blue sash. Her face is beautiful and delicate except for where a bit of her scars can be seen. She has three jagged claw scars across her eyes, or rather eye sockets as the injury removed one eye and rendered the other useless. They are short enough that all that can be seen is the tip of one on the right side of her forehead and the tip on her left cheek.. Her build is willowy, delicate, undeniably feminine with the slender muscles of a dancer. She always wears a local flower in her hair with clothing made of vivid bright blue and dark blue silk, she says she finds blue dye the most ‘calming’ smelling color. She is always seen with a wolf whom she uses as a seeing eye dog and a simple black umbrella. In her various beast forms she is either fully or partially a white and silver fox like creature. Sometimes with one tail, sometimes with more.

[B]Scars/Tattoos/Birthmarks:[/B] Three jagged claw scars across her eyes, or rather eye sockets as the injury removed one eye and rendered the other useless. They are short enough that all that can be seen is the tip of one on the right side of her forehead and the tip on her left cheek.

[B]Piercings:[/B] Navel, Ears (multiple).

[B]Alignment:[/B] Good

[B]Occupation:[/B] Dancer

[B]Personality:[/B] She is kind, optimistic, quiet, and gentle. It is easy to think her an easy target due to her loving nature but she tends to see through people easily. She has a natural empathy, which can work for or against you depending on your intention towards her. She dislikes violence but is a capable fighter.

[B]Likes:[/B] Tea, gentle rain, snow, music, dancing, silk, animals, sweets, swimming, flowers.

[B]Dislikes:[/B] Bitter tasting things, dirt, rude or cruel people, Violence.

[B]Angered By:[/B] Not much seems to phase her.

[B]Soothed By:[/B] Music, dancing.

[B]Words She lives By:[/B] “the only way one is truly defeated, is if they give up”

[B]Favored Weapons:[/B] Her umbrella

[B]Always Carries:[/B] A magical umbrella able to transform into various weaponry and containing a trick sword.

[B]Most prized possession:[/B] A gold ring given to her by a former lover that has a large blue stone the same color her eyes once were.

[B]Powers:[/B] Shapeshift, manipulate water and ice, talk to various canines, superior physical prowess, superior senses (except for sight), supernatural healing.

[B]Talents/Skills:[/B] Dancing, multi-lingual, identify color and various other things by smell. Also knows limited enchanting spells, mainly related to shape shifting objects.

[B]Strengths:[/B] Her spirit, her powers, her speed, her ability to understand others.

[B]Weaknesses: [/B] Silver, her blindness.

[B]Fears/Emotional Scars:[/B] Blood, it messes with her head and senses.

[B]Family:[/B] deceased.

[B]History: [/B]
She lived a happy life with wonderful parents and then a perfect mate among her people. One day, however, a group of canine therians made up of wolves, foxes, and dogs attacked the village. Her lover was killed and she was blinded. Once the attack was fought off they realized she had been infected and cast her out of the village despite it being the middle of winter. She was found, lost in the snow and half frozen by a traveling elven hunter who happened to be a were wolf and took pity on her. He nursed her back to health and helped her though the full moons until she learned to control her inner beast which was not truly just a normal fox. Soon they fell in love and were happy until he died of an unknown disease centuries later. He gave her his family ring on his death bed and made her promise never to give up.

[CENTER][I][SIZE="1"]Yeah, that's how I feel at this point and the year has just started. Lovely, isn't it? -__-
Let's begin with why I feel this way. Well, I'm getting ready to start college. Hurray!! Wooot~! Yeah, all those words of expressing excitement. I'm excited about it don't get me wrong, but God. The finical process alone makes me want to scream and pull my hair out. So much of my time has been put into that.

2. I've been asked to join multiple Cosplay groups for Colossal Con. Which, is awesome, but it just adds to my plate of cosplays I need to make in the next few months. Then the possibility of joining the Masquerade. X__X So much to get ready for.

3. Work!!! I have to jungle the two other things around work. Gah, it's very possible, but it's just tiring at the end of each day. But, Oh well.

Looks like the beginning of 2013 is going to be a busy one. [/SIZE][/I][/CENTER]

[CENTER][b][U][SIZE="5"]The Last Melianis[/SIZE][/U][/b][/CENTER]

[B]Current Name:[/B] Alexanderia Kardos

[B]Name Meaning:[/B] Defender of man; sword

[B]Nickname(s):[/B] Alex, Lexy

[B]Gender:[/B] Female

[B]Age:[/B] Unknown, appears in early twenties.

[B]Race:[/B] Was born Melianis* and then infused with a dragon’s soul.
*A race that appears human and was very similar. Their only real difference is it is next to impossible for them to birth males so at any given time there was at least 70 females to every one male. The females were also stronger, faster, taller and physically more able then the men. Due to this the gender roles in their society were reversed and males were protected above all things.

[B]Height:[/B] 6’0

[B]Build: [/B] Lean and tall but with the defined muscles of a warrior. She has feminine curves but they are soft and slight.

[B]Appearance:[/B] [URL="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn314/iammichelina/amazon-woman-wallpapers_12496_1280x.jpg"]Lexy[/URL] is tall and has a lean, muscular build. She has long, straight blond hair that has a strange, silky look to it. Her eyes are a pale silver outlined in blue and her features fair. Her facial features are deceptively delicate and her ears have a slight point to them. She tends to wear masculine clothing, having abandoned the ceremonial armor pictured above long ago.

[B]Scars/Tattoos/Birthmarks:[/B] Her body is scattered with scars of old fashioned bladed weapons.

[B]Piercings:[/B] Navel, multiple piercings in each ear.

[B]Alignment:[/B] good

[B]Occupation:[/B] Jill of all trades, bartending is a favored trade.

[B]Personality:[/B] She tends to flirt to keep people at an emotional distance and to keep them from taking her too seriously. Still, despite this habit she tends to be straight forward and honest. She tends to be a strong presence and find the world amusing, always hiding any pain behind a flirtatious smile and laughter.

[B]Likes:[/B] traveling, flirting, honesty, victory, freedom.

[B]Dislikes:[/B] Being controlled, being trapped, other people being hurt.

[B]Angered By:[/B] Those who pick on the weak.

[B]Soothed By:[/B] Training, exercise.

[B]Words She lives By:[/B] “Life is a series of moments, never miss one because even pain has purpose”

[B]Favored Weapons:[/B] Bladed weapons of any kind.

[B]Always Carries:[/B] An old piece of bronze covered with strange runes on a leather string that was likely once a medallion. Basic supplies.

[B]Most prized possession:[/B] Her piece of bronze.

[B]Powers:[/B] Healing factor that will not allow her to truly die (but she can be forced into a sleeping, death like state for years at a time to heal), high and highly resistant metabolism, enhanced physical abilities, channel the dragon spirit within to do a variety of things. Included in these are some basic shape shifting, including hardening her skin to the strength of dragon scales, control fire and spiritual energy, read auras, change her own aura.

[B]Talents/Skills:[/B] Weapon’s master, various non combat skills.

[B]Strengths:[/B] Her power, fighting, strategy, masking her emotions.

[B]Weaknesses: [/B] Due to her metabolism alcohol is much like a poison to her and a drop will make her extremely drunk. Anything but poison that will kill a human will put her in a death like coma until it can heal. Iron can weaken the dragon in her.

[B]Fears/Emotional Scars:[/B] Losing people.

[B]Family:[/B] All deceased.

[B]History: [/B] She was born in an ancient society that predates written history. It was a warrior culture where women were the warriors. She guarded the queen, whom she secretly loved, since she was a child. During this a battle there was an earthquake and she was trapped in a cave where a dragon spirit from another realm had been sealed. To escape it’s prison it sealed itself within her, binding to her very soul. Made immortal she watched her own civilization be destroyed along with all others by the earth’s shifting plates and many quakes. She watched as the continents shifted and human evolution started over. Since then she has wondered and what she has done is a mystery. She simply travels now…

[CENTER][b][U][SIZE="5"]The Defiant Creation[/SIZE][/U][/b][/CENTER]

[B]Name:[/B] Kala Andrews

[B]Name Meaning:[/B] Artform, virtue ; of man.

[B]Nickname(s):[/B] Kit (by her former master and his familiar, who is now hers)

[B]Gender:[/B] Female

[B]Age:[/B] Unknown, appears in her early twenties.

[B]Race:[/B] Experimental Being
*A mage made her from a human corpse, the blood of a black cat demon, and the blood of a vampire.

[B]Height:[/B] 5’10

[B]Build: [/B] Muscular yet curvaceous body. Her hour glass figure appears practically formed by some man’s fantasy, considering her origins perhaps it was.

[B]Appearance:[/B]
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She has long blue hair that reaches to mid back that she keeps up in a bun with long sweeping bangs and silver eyes that glimmer like they have moonlight trapped within them. She has small bat like wings which she can grow or shrink at will as well as the pupils, ears, tail, fangs and claws of a cat. Her skin is pale and has a slight silver sheen as if dusted with silver glitter though it can only be seen when the light hits her just right.

She appears in her early twenties and is 5’10 with a muscular yet curvaceous body. Her hour glass figure appears practically formed by some man’s fantasy, considering her origins perhaps it was. The curves are not always easy to see despite their volume, however. She always dresses conservatively and in black, wears a hooded cowl, and tall boots. On her back always sit’s a violin case in-between her wings. She also always carries twin swords and is accompanied by a strange white cat with blue markings that reeks of magic as does she. Whatever she is, she smells of magic, cats, and vampires.

[B]Scars/Tattoos/Birthmarks:[/B] Multiple scars on her back that look like burned slashes, made from a whip of fire and the strange mark of a blue heart on her butt.

[B]Piercings:[/B] Both of her cat ears, on the very bottom.

[B]Alignment:[/B] Neutral

[B]Occupation:[/B] Jill of all trades.

[B]Personality:[/B] She can be terribly naïve, knowing little outside her former profession or the world outside her creators tower. She often takes things too literally, not really understanding turns of phrases and such things. She tends to be rather fickle in her emotions, much like a child, but seems to have a cold and cynical perspective on the world. She thinks of things in terms of freedom and power, and woe to any who threaten that freedom. She relies on her familiar greatly to explain the fast changing world around her. She trusts few, despite her lack of understanding, but will befriend anyone.

[B]Likes:[/B] Honesty, truth, discovery, exploration, the colors black blue and silver, flight, freedom, books, music, creating new clothes.

[B]Dislikes:[/B] Ignorance, cruelty, dishonesty, foolishness.

[B]Angered By:[/B] Traps, lies, dishonesty.

[B]Soothed By:[/B] Singing or hearing music. Violin is especially powerful over her.

[B]Words She lives By:[/B] “There is always something new to be found.”

[B]Favored Weapons:[/B] Her twin enchanted sword.

[B]Always Carries:[/B] Her twin swords, her books from her master’s tower, a violin, various survival supplies as well as odds and ends to sell.

[B]Most prized possession:[/B] Her violin.

[B]Powers:[/B] Winged Flight, Absorbing, transferring, and manipulating spiritual or magical energy, sense energy/auras, feed on energy, control shadows(only at night/while in shadow), control sound and wind(only when her wings are at their full size), inhuman senses, inhuman healing, inhuman speed/reflexes/strength. She can speak to cats and bats both, as well as call on cat’s aid. She can also open a pocket dimension to store items and cast spells.

[B]Talents/Skills:[/B] Fencing, Sewing, Playing the violin.

[B]Strengths:[/B] Her powers, her will, her intelligence.

[B]Weaknesses: [/B] Her naivety, Holy Energy(She can‘t manipulate it and it hurts her), Fire(She is unable to heal from it), Healing spells (they actually have a decaying effect on her), Spells made to hurt the undead (spells to control undead, however, she is able to resist even if it causes damage) , and Sunlight(She looses many of her powers in sunlight).

[B]Fears/Emotional Scars:[/B] The crack of thunder or a whip, sharp sudden sounds, and fire.

[B]Family:[/B] None

[B]History: [/B] She was created by a mage to steal power from his rivals. At first she was a soulless automaton who had to obey her master’s will. The more she killed and absorbed others, however, the more pieces were left inside her until a new soul was born inside her. She became her own person on that day, shortly after killing a mage. She returned and asked her master one question, despite the fact he had started punishing her for speaking or showing any will of her own.

‘Do you care for me’. He answered no, that she was his weapon and his toy. She responded with a simple, ‘then it is settled’ and with that she took his life. She saw no reason to stay if he did not care for her, it was simply practical to her. He had never considered she could be strong enough to break his binding spells. As she absorbed him she felt a blur of his true self and was revolted. She gained his power and his familiar, but she also swore to never be like him or what he wanted her to be. She would not be a thing, a slave to power and a weapon of death. She would find her own path and her own place. Since then she follows the laws of the land and studies the world around her, ever curious and ever watchful for someone who might take her freedom away.

I am getting a graphics tablet soon.. I hope I have enough courage so I can keep drawing despite having no artistic abilities. My boyfriend says that I can draw just fine, and I know that with practice I can draw up to my standards.. but it's a matter of not getting fed up with my crappy drawings long enough to get better.
I probably should've started sooner. If I had started drawing as a kid I would have been too stupid to notice how ugly my drawings really were. [headdesk]