Post by Awi on Jun 27, 2010 17:09:17 GMT -5
Name: Galisgia Awi/Dancing Deer
Prefers Awi.
Age: Nineteen
Gender: Female
Job Wanted: {Trying to decide ooc. I need to see how my character reacts to the environment. As a side note, she's skilled with herbal remedies and might serve as a pretty decent medical assistant
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Description:
Example of RP:
The debilitating heat of the afternoon sun was momentarily subdued by a cool breeze. It was quiet in town, as it often was, but it was more of a peaceful silence than that of a ghost town. Illusions undulated in the hot distance and appeared as far off pools of nonexistent water. A silhouette, perhaps another illusion, slowly made its way towards the town. It was indistinguishable at that distance. But as time crawled past, it took on a humanoid form and eventually features became distinguished. Lengthy brown hair, pleasantly bronzed skin, soft leather clothing. Soon a rather disheveled young woman was nearing the hanging sign- BRENTON- moving slowly as she dragged herself towards town. A flicker of caution shone in her emerald eyes as she crossed the train tracks, an unfamiliar creation. But she was driven onward by bravery and thirst. Galisgia Awi, or Dancing Deer in her native tongue, was sweating profusely. She looked about blearily, not seeming to see clearly as she leaned against the pole entering Brenton.
Prefers Awi.
Age: Nineteen
Gender: Female
Job Wanted: {Trying to decide ooc. I need to see how my character reacts to the environment. As a side note, she's skilled with herbal remedies and might serve as a pretty decent medical assistant
}Description:
An inquisitive and brave native. She speaks absolutely no English, only Cherokee, and has been isolated from modern technology her entire life. However, her family was recently destroyed in a tribal war. To her knowledge she was the only survivor amongst her village.
Awi was named for her ability to be light on her feet, her affinity for animals, and the odd shape of her ears.
Awi was named for her ability to be light on her feet, her affinity for animals, and the odd shape of her ears.
Example of RP:
The debilitating heat of the afternoon sun was momentarily subdued by a cool breeze. It was quiet in town, as it often was, but it was more of a peaceful silence than that of a ghost town. Illusions undulated in the hot distance and appeared as far off pools of nonexistent water. A silhouette, perhaps another illusion, slowly made its way towards the town. It was indistinguishable at that distance. But as time crawled past, it took on a humanoid form and eventually features became distinguished. Lengthy brown hair, pleasantly bronzed skin, soft leather clothing. Soon a rather disheveled young woman was nearing the hanging sign- BRENTON- moving slowly as she dragged herself towards town. A flicker of caution shone in her emerald eyes as she crossed the train tracks, an unfamiliar creation. But she was driven onward by bravery and thirst. Galisgia Awi, or Dancing Deer in her native tongue, was sweating profusely. She looked about blearily, not seeming to see clearly as she leaned against the pole entering Brenton.
Feed Me!