So its the forth day back on mene and I got to say things are slow. I'm pretty content with my single role play for now. It'll help me stay active while my first four college classes start. I don't want too much going on right now until the end of I think November.

All is well, for now.

F. P.

So my friends I'm back. I must find some new rp's to join. My writing skills have improved some and I am working on improving my vocabulary to contain more complicated and descriptive words. Even though mine are at par I'd like to improve more than I already have.

I currently only have one active RP which is a 1X1 with Seer Of the Future. It is going well and I'm glad to have revived it from my several month hiatus. I hope to get in contact with more of my Mene friends soon.

Fate.

[CENTER][b][U][SIZE="5"]The Living Contradiction [/SIZE][/U][/b][/CENTER]

[B]Name:[/B] Uranaya “Nara” Helceon

[B]Name Meaning:[/B] Fire Born (of) Ice
*In fealiran

[B]Nickname(s):[/B] Nara
*In Fealiran means rebirth/reborn. She has gone by this name since her exile

[B]Gender:[/B] Female

[B]Age:[/B] 125

[B]Race:[/B] Fealira

[B]Height:[/B] 5’8’’

[B]Build: [/B] average

[B]Appearance:[/B] In her ice spirit form she appears as a wispy humanoid form with short wavy hair that floats around her head. She is transparent and appears to be made of ice cold mists. In this ethereal form she cannot touch or be touched.

In her physical humanoid form (she spends most time in this form) [url=http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g192/stariamoon/Character%20Anime%20Pictures/SnowCat.png]She[/url] is a little over average height and of an average build. Her hair is white as snow except for a single purple streak of hair she keeps braided and pulled to the side slightly. From her hair comes twin white cat ears and she has a long white tail to match. Her eyes are deep dark blue and over the left eye is a large burn scar likely from a spell of some sort. She wears black and blue, most of the black subtly made of leather armor.

In her other two forms she appears either as a small white cat with blue eyes and a series of purple stars are near her left ear. In her larger cat form she appears with similar coloring and star marks but is large and built like a lioness. In the larger form she is almost the size of a pony. Her fur also appears to have ice in it in both forms, and it is cold to be too near her.

[B]Scars/Tattoos/Birthmarks:[/B] A burn scar over/around her left eye.

[B]Piercings:[/B] Ears (once)

[B]Alignment:[/B] good

[B]Occupation:[/B] Survivalist

[B]Personality:[/B] She is calm and acts confident, though she hides inner self doubt and innocence, but tends to keep quiet and too herself. English is not her first language and her voice has a strange power, under the feminine, melodious tone. It puts one in mind of ice and crisp mountain air and snow covered peeks as well as makes them feel a little cold. These are the reasons she stays quiet, that and the fact she is overly polite due to her people being a very strict culture and very status based. They are also the ones who told her she is cursed.

[B]Likes:[/B] Ice, cold things, mountains, forest, attention, love stories, observing people, travel, stories about travel.

[B]Dislikes:[/B] Fire, judgmental people.

[B]Angered By:[/B] She does not allow herself to grow angry

[B]Soothed By:[/B] Icy tea, attention, flattery.

[B]Words She lives By:[/B] “Love is always worth it”

[B]Favored Weapons:[/B] Her claws, twin Ice swords, daggers.

[B]Always Carries:[/B] A pendant from her first lover, a book of love poems, basic supplies

[B]Most prized possession:[/B] her pendant.

[B]Powers:[/B] Control and create ice. Control, create, and manipulate a strange blue fire that burns like normal fire yet feels like ice to touch. Shape between four distinct forms.

[B]Talents/Skills:[/B] Sculpting, poetry writing, carpentry, surviving.

[B]Strengths:[/B] Her magic, Her will, her speed.

[B]Weaknesses: [/B] Fire, heat

[B]Fears/Emotional Scars:[/B] Fire, believing her fire is a ‘curse’, the fact that she nearly killed someone once out of fury.

[B]Family:[/B] She is exiled, her family considers her dead.

[B]History: [/B] She lived in the icy mountain tops the Fealira made their homes a fairly happy child despite the fact that she was ‘fire touched’ and therefor cursed and avoided by most. Her family treated her with love, however, and she enjoyed her life. It would have likely continued this way had she not found the traveler. He was wounded and dying in the mountains, she worked to save him.

She had to build a cover right where he was as he was too hurt to move and use her own body heat to warm him. For a couple weeks she could not leave him, and once she could she didn’t want to. They had fallen in love even though loving an outsider was forbidden by the Fealira. She tried to hide her relationship with him but soon she was discovered and exiled for this offense. She would join him on his travels then and found he had many enemies. Ultimately after two blissful years these enemies would manage to kill him despite her best efforts due to their being sneaky and her being unable to think that way herself. So she found herself alone in the human world…

[CENTER][b][U][SIZE="5"]The Fairy Child[/SIZE][/U][/b][/CENTER]

[B]Name:[/B] Siobhan Degare

[B]Name Meaning:[/B] White Fairy, lost

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

[B]Gender:[/B] Female

[B]Age:[/B] 29, but looks closer to 22 due to her eternal youth

[B]Race:[/B] Half Celestial Light Fae, Half human

[B]Height:[/B]5’7’’

[B]Build: [/B] Slender and Athletic but with ever so slightly larger than average ‘curves’.

[B]Appearance:[/B] [url=http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g192/stariamoon/Art%20by%20Pixal/SioHS-1.png]She[/url] has wavy bright blue hair and hazel eyes than are more green then gold or brown. She is of average height and not to out of the ordinary build but still is a pretty little thing. She tends to wear mostly white with a few black highlights and gold colored armor. The metal is a fae metal much stronger than gold while retaining the color. She always wears a white cloak to cover it all as well as long gloves that cover the burn scars on her arms as well as adding stability to them.

[B]Scars/Tattoos/Birthmarks:[/B] A dragonfly on the top of her left butt cheek. Burn scars all the way up and down her arms/hands. She also has a thin scar down the left side of her face about two inches long at the very edge of her eyebrow.

[B]Piercings:[/B] typical single set of ear piercings

[B]Alignment:[/B] good

[B]Occupation:[/B] healer

[B]Personality:[/B] She is a cheerful, gentle, nice young woman. She likes to make people happy prefers avoiding fights but once she is one her personality seems to change. She grows cold and unfeeling, calculating almost. It is a split personality as much as it is what the innocent creature ingrained in herself to survive.

[B]Likes:[/B] butterflies, celestial symbols(moons, stars, suns), the outdoors, art(though her hands no longer allow her to paint herself), flight.

[B]Dislikes:[/B] Darkness, her hands, fire, sudden sharp sounds.

[B]Angered By:[/B] People trying to hurt her friends or herself, certain fairy political sects.

[B]Soothed By:[/B] Being held, gentleness, gazing at the moon, and soft warm breezes.

[B]Words She lives By:[/B] “I will leave things better off than how I found them”

[B]Favored Weapons:[/B] Her twin chakram, also carries throwing knives however.

[B]Always Carries:[/B] Some books her Uncle gave her, various trinkets associated with friends, basic supplies.

[B]Most prized possession:[/B] A hairpin that belonged to her adoptive mother, the woman who raised her.

[B]Powers:[/B] Manipulate Light and Wind. Flight. Invisibility. Illusion. Healing and other light spells.

[B]Talents/Skills:[/B] Healing, potions/works with herbs, perfect aim.

[B]Strengths:[/B] Her magic, Intelligence,

[B]Weaknesses: [/B] Iron, fear of fire, nerve problems in her hands/lower arms.

[B]Fears/Emotional Scars:[/B] Fire, the dark

[B]Family:[/B] All dead but an uncle on her the side.

[B]History: [/B] When she was close to coming of age a fire broke out in her home. She was trapped temporarily until her powers over light activated and pushed the burning debris away from her but her arms were left horrifically scared. Her adoptive parents were killed and she shortly after sold what little was left. She fled the memories and in doing so probably saved herself from the beings that started the fire.

She would be chased, however, and slowly find out about her history. She would find out her father was from a long line of once ruling fae whom were thrown from power and that her father’s direct line, the only ones who inherited his full power, were wiped out. His enemies now seek to kill her to end the line.

[CENTER][b][U][SIZE="5"] The Witch[/SIZE][/U][/b][/CENTER]

[B]Name:[/B] Leah Janan

[B]Name Meaning:[/B] weary heart or weary soul.

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

[B]Gender:[/B] Female

[B]Age:[/B] 2300, appears in her twenties

[B]Race:[/B] Were-Cheetah

[B]Height:[/B] 6’0’’

[B]Build: [/B] Fairly voluptuous with unusually long legs.

[B]Appearance:[/B][url=http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g192/stariamoon/Art%20by%20hand/Witch-1.png] She[/url] is a tall, beautiful, curvy woman…well beautiful if you aren’t bothered by the three jagged claw marks that took her right eye. She isn’t bothered by them at all and seems rather proud of them in fact. She tends to dress in blue and neutrals colors, mainly black. She has white hair and pale blue eyes… well pale blue when she’s in control anyway. When the beast is in control her eyes are a vivid, predatory, cat-like gold.

She always has various weapons hidden on her person including her rune covered silver staff with its gems and charms hanging from it that all have a purpose and a reason for being there. She often wears different eye patches, enjoying playing around with different decorations and styles.

[B]Scars/Tattoos/Birthmarks:[/B] Three, jagged, claw mark looking scars across her right eye socket and right side of her face.

[B]Piercings:[/B] Both ears exactly once.

[B]Alignment:[/B] Neutral

[B]Occupation:[/B] Jack of all trades, generally magic related.

[B]Personality:[/B] [url=http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g192/stariamoon/Art%20by%20hand/Witch-1.png]She[/url] is confident, independent, and highly intelligent. She is skilled in both the use of weapons and magic, often combining the two. As these skills suggest she is a bit of fighter in both ability and nature as her survival of her curse suggests. In fact one of the reasons she focuses on weaponry and magic that keeps people at a distance is to keep control of her beast. She actually rarely uses her beast abilities, keeping it tightly bound through a combination of willpower and magic. She is always afraid of losing control and keeps people at a distance by her brash attitude.

[B]Likes:[/B] Books, Magic, Being Alone, Cool Breezes.

[B]Dislikes:[/B] Crowds, Curses, Therians, Being a Therian, Her Beast, Dealing with People, Being touched.

[B]Angered By:[/B] Being touched or controlled.

[B]Soothed By:[/B] Being outside, alone, and far from people.

[B]Words She lives By:[/B] “I am better off alone”

[B]Favored Weapons:[/B] Her magical staff

[B]Always Carries:[/B] Her staff, magical artifacts, magical books, basic survival supplies.

[B]Most prized possession:[/B] One of the charms hanging from her staff, a blue crystal.

[B]Powers:[/B] Shape-shifting into beast/partial beast forms. Various spiritual abilities related to her beast, increased speed(major), strength(minor), senses. Rapid healing. Immunity to fire, disease, age. Cast spells and control her intense spiritual magic.

[B]Talents/Skills:[/B] Spell casting, enchanting, staff wielding, knows multiple languages, is skilled and reading people.

[B]Strengths:[/B] Speed, spell casting, learns quickly

[B]Weaknesses: [/B] Her beast, Silver

[B]Fears/Emotional Scars:[/B] Hurting people, losing to her beast, losing herself, being captured or trapped.

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

[B]History: [/B] When she was a young witch in her late teens she was tricked by her teacher to go get an artifact. In doing so she was cursed with lycanthropy, she still does not remember how. She remembers only being attacked by a strange beast, during which she gained her scars and lost her eye. She was saved by her teacher but when he found her curse he abandoned her, saying she was ‘tainted’. When she nearly killed someone she agreed and began to seek a cure.

Her attempts to cure herself in fact simply twisted the curse so she became immortal and the beast became a ‘separate’ soul from her own but still tied to her body and the moon. She learned to bind it with her magic but it still escaped the bounds to take over and escapes from time to time…. Leaving a body or two behind as it does so. She now seeks to undo what was done and freedom from her curse even if it means her death.