Post by Kindauro DeLaTerra on Jun 23, 2009 21:50:37 GMT -5
b e h i n d . t h e . m a s k
Name: A.J. Ciccarelli.
Age:
Gender: male
Comments: I like to think outside the box.
I've always had a way with animals of all kinds.
I write fantasy adventure.
I like my secrets
o n . y o u r . f e e t
Name: Kindauro DeLaTerra
Birthday: Sept 21
Gender: male
Eyes: golden brown w/ emerald flecks
Hair: chestnut brown w/ alburn highlights windblown wavy nape length
Description: height 5'6 150lbs beginning to show muscular development that in time could be impressive.
On a buckskin choker he wears around his neck hang three interlocking (1inch)rings the top one clear crystal the bottom one he stone turquoise the middle one red coral
From his belt hangs a small (about 2inches by 3inches)buckskin bag
Is more comfortable in nature than with people.
A loner my nature but will aid someone if help is needed.
Likes: Open spaces, .nature , quite(but not silent)
Dislikes: Crowds, closed in places, anyone or thing that cuts off natural flows
Demeanor: A lone by nature and choice, always looking around to be aware of his surroundings, will give his loyalty once but if you lose it it must be earned.
s o . i s . f a t e
Shell: The egg feels like fine warm damp leather deep rich reddish mahogany highly veined with turquoise and lightly dusted with miniature gemstones of all colors
Finding: The night was perfect for sleeping so he had chosen to sleep outside but sleep was a long time in coming for weeks he had had the same dream hard light holding something that was his and waiting for him to take it again he had the dream but this time something was calling him drawing him he awake with a jump. It wasn't part of the dream he still felt it he looked around the full moon rippled across the nearby lake the cave behind the falls he had to go there now, he had explored it many times but he had to go there now, not in the morning now. Almost as if he was under another's control he moved to the cave drawn by a pull, as he entered the cave he lite the torch he had left there the last time he was there the cave was as it had always been, no there was something at the far end. As he walk toward it he could make out the shapes of a large cluster of clear crystals when he was feet from them the light from his torch reflected off of them and he whispered "hard light" he knew something rested in the hollow of the cluster he stepped up to it and looked inside there it was an egg the likes of which he had never seen before a deep rich reddish mahogany highly veined with turquoise and lightly dusted with miniature gemstones of all colors.it called for him to pick it up he did and the feel was like finely worked leather but warm and slightly damp, and he knew it was his.
n e v e r . b e . a l o n e
Name: Malanthia (ma lan thee ah) name means queen of the mountion
Breed: Gryffin
Demeanor: the only part of her attatude that is apparent are a mischivies streak and strong curiousety, thought in time more will no dought make itself known and I will add it here.
Description: at hatching malanthia's color was an all over rustic red but within a few hours difference could be seen while the fur remained rustic red except for the tuft on the end of the tail which had gone to a medium amber, the feathers had also slightly lightened to a medium amber with the tips being dark ember, the beck and talons were a light ivory with a mother of pearl shimmer similar to the inside of a sea shell
Name: A.J. Ciccarelli.
Age:
Gender: male
Comments: I like to think outside the box.
I've always had a way with animals of all kinds.
I write fantasy adventure.
I like my secrets
o n . y o u r . f e e t
Name: Kindauro DeLaTerra
Birthday: Sept 21
Gender: male
Eyes: golden brown w/ emerald flecks
Hair: chestnut brown w/ alburn highlights windblown wavy nape length
Description: height 5'6 150lbs beginning to show muscular development that in time could be impressive.
On a buckskin choker he wears around his neck hang three interlocking (1inch)rings the top one clear crystal the bottom one he stone turquoise the middle one red coral
From his belt hangs a small (about 2inches by 3inches)buckskin bag
Is more comfortable in nature than with people.
A loner my nature but will aid someone if help is needed.
Likes: Open spaces, .nature , quite(but not silent)
Dislikes: Crowds, closed in places, anyone or thing that cuts off natural flows
Demeanor: A lone by nature and choice, always looking around to be aware of his surroundings, will give his loyalty once but if you lose it it must be earned.
s o . i s . f a t e
Shell: The egg feels like fine warm damp leather deep rich reddish mahogany highly veined with turquoise and lightly dusted with miniature gemstones of all colors
Finding: The night was perfect for sleeping so he had chosen to sleep outside but sleep was a long time in coming for weeks he had had the same dream hard light holding something that was his and waiting for him to take it again he had the dream but this time something was calling him drawing him he awake with a jump. It wasn't part of the dream he still felt it he looked around the full moon rippled across the nearby lake the cave behind the falls he had to go there now, he had explored it many times but he had to go there now, not in the morning now. Almost as if he was under another's control he moved to the cave drawn by a pull, as he entered the cave he lite the torch he had left there the last time he was there the cave was as it had always been, no there was something at the far end. As he walk toward it he could make out the shapes of a large cluster of clear crystals when he was feet from them the light from his torch reflected off of them and he whispered "hard light" he knew something rested in the hollow of the cluster he stepped up to it and looked inside there it was an egg the likes of which he had never seen before a deep rich reddish mahogany highly veined with turquoise and lightly dusted with miniature gemstones of all colors.it called for him to pick it up he did and the feel was like finely worked leather but warm and slightly damp, and he knew it was his.
n e v e r . b e . a l o n e
Name: Malanthia (ma lan thee ah) name means queen of the mountion
Breed: Gryffin
Demeanor: the only part of her attatude that is apparent are a mischivies streak and strong curiousety, thought in time more will no dought make itself known and I will add it here.
Description: at hatching malanthia's color was an all over rustic red but within a few hours difference could be seen while the fur remained rustic red except for the tuft on the end of the tail which had gone to a medium amber, the feathers had also slightly lightened to a medium amber with the tips being dark ember, the beck and talons were a light ivory with a mother of pearl shimmer similar to the inside of a sea shell
