In the country of Harpsmill, the harmony has been broken by the mix of the main river of the area dividing Water Glade from Scarlet Wood. The river had run red, killing many in the Water Glade. The villagers there blamed the contaminated water on the Scarlet Wood people. At first, it was a minor argument, but when it lead to the murder of the Scarlet king, the villagers under his rule became savage and they began attacking each of the other villages.

Both men and women over the age of 15 were drafted to fight for their village. The younger the soldier, the fiercer the fighter. The teens were desperate to see their futures, living in peace. They thought that the harder they fought, the faster the war would end, unfortunately, it only made the opposing sides get into a fighting moral.

On top of all the drama of war, the young warriors faced the drama of their everyday teenage lives. Many lost their parents and siblings in the violence, and then they had their own temptations to control.

Who will you fight for?

1. No Killing unless the person you wish to kill approves
2. You may be up to 3 characters but only two can be teenagers
3. No God Modding because even elves aren't invinable
4. Color Code your posts. Blue for Water Glade and DARK Red for Scarlet Wood
5. Keep it PG-13
6. Romance is allowed, but keep it to simple kisses and hugs etc.
7. PM all profiles to me!

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Username:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Water Glade or Scarlet Wood:
Appearance (Link all pics):
Personality:
Villager, Fighter or Nurse:
History:

Reliving their dead counterparts through them, they fight for the peace of the two villages and that no more blood is shed thereafter.

Username: Daven_Ditz
Name: Laselia
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Water Glade or Scarlet Wood: Water Glade
Appearance (Link all pics): Laselia
Personality: Caring, Positive, Sensitive
Villager, Fighter or Nurse: Nurse
History: The war started when she was 12 years old, and her father went to fight. Her mother, caring for a child under 10, her brother, wasn't drafted. During the war, her father was wounded, but the proper care wasn't given to him and it left him paralyzed from the waist down. To see that such mistakes were never made again, she started helping doctors at the age of 13 and soon became a certified nurse at age 16. Now she tends to soldiers personally to see that what happened to her father never happens again by the mistake of the doctors.


Avenging the honor of their fallen king, the Scarlets fight fiercely, with the vision of the extinction of the Water Glade cemented in their minds.

Username:Windy Opal
Name:Danika
Age:17
Gender:Female
Water Glade or Scarlet Wood:Scarlet Wood
Appearance (Link all pics):Danika
Personality:Kind, Shy, Passionate
Villager, Fighter or Nurse:Fighter
History:When the war started, her mother was drafted into the armed forces. Left to her own devices, Danika began to learn to fight from watching drills. She was determined not to lose faith that her mother would come back. Then, everything about her dream shattered. Her mother was dead. She was drafted shortly afterwards, and swore revenge. Although passionate about fighting, she still retains the kindness and shyness she had as a child. It's just buried beneath the surface.

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(Hope it's okay if I post...) Danika smiled at the young ones practicing and continued her rounds around the camp. She stood at the border and looked out into the woods. "Scarlet Woods...amazing how that name fits better than ever now." She mummured.

Laselia worked inside the medical tent off the battleground. She gave the man she was working on some numbing solution and opium as she put stitches in a bad gash on his leg. She kept his head up so he couldn't see what she was doing. "Don't worry, sir. This will all be over soon."

Danika continued her rounds around the camp. Stopping and listening to others reports, she remembered hearing her mother say things like that to her. It was always a report, not that she could blame her mother. Shaking off the thought she waited until the next shift showed up to relieve her.