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This is a 1x1 between the two people in the title. Please do NOT reply in this forum unless your name is in the title. |
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Name: Akira Quentin ~ Age: 17 ~ Gender: Female ~ Height: 5'2 ~ Appearence: Akira has long flowy dark brown hair that has some blonde highlights in it. She has a birthmark on the side of her neck which makes her stand out. She has soft blue eyes that almost look grey, her facial features makes her look sweet and innocent but her attitude says different ~ Personality: At first she seems well put together but after a few minutes she can be a cold and heartless person. That's just to keep people back and not get too close but if someone gets passed it she can be a nice, caring, and still a jerk ~ Other: none |
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Name: Faelar Orijeon Sex: male Age: 18 Appearence: long/short Brunette hair with silver tips, green and teal eyes, strong features/ cat like, high cheek bones, short trimmed beard. personality: when first met he can come out, stuck up and snotty, but when you get to know him better, he is a good, funny person other: none |
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Sorry it took so long I got side tracked T^T |
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Yeah could you start us off because hoenstly I don't have a clue where to start off at lol |
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Yeah could you start us off because hoenstly I don't have a clue where to start off at lol |
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Ok) Faeler stood in the mirror, the black steel armory wrapped around him made him unrecognisable, a heavy war axe hung at his belt, Faeler lifted the matching black steel helm over his head, and slipped it on, the armor was heavy, but it would do its job, a knock on the door surprised him, he turned to see a wide-eyed servant in the door, "Your magisty, your horse is awaiting you outside" he said with a bow before leaving, Faeler sucked in a breath and walked outside, it was dark and the camp fires were the only things seen, Faeler stumbled around a bit, trying to find his black battle horse, finally his hands touched the warm flesh of his horse, he took no invite and climbed up, drawing his axe, His father l, the king rode up beside him, on a matching battle horse, "walk with me" he said to Faeler, Faeler clicked to his horse to follow, The two walked towards the camp border, where they could spot the other encampment of their enemy, "my son, this battle will be hard, but you won't give up, won't you?" "Y-yes father" Faeler replied |
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Akira let out a heavy sigh as she exited her tent, she was wearing her silver armor which made her stick out liek a sore thumb within the crowd. Made her a easy target for enemies but she rather it be her a target then any of her people. She plastered a slight smile on her face as she walked around the camp checking up on all of her soilders, then her medics, and then finally her cooks. Once she had made sure everyone was okay she walked over to her mare as she tied her hair in a bun, her helmet was still on the saddles horn along with her daggers. She quickly took them putting her daggers on her side then just taking her helmet in hand. She stood patting her horse planning ahead for when the enemy would strike next. The battle was going to be long and hard but she knew her people were as tough and stubborn as her. She looked out through the woods at the faint glow of campfires of the enemy |
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Faeler rode around the borders of their camp, with a few other soliders, they soon found nothing and returned, the camp was getting ready to charge the enemy, and along with them, Faeler, Faeler never wanted to kill, yes to fighting, but he knew if he was going to make a change he had to become king, and to prove he was worthy of being a king, he had to kill. Faeler sucked in a breath, him and his father's conversation swam around his head, god help me, Faeler prayed silently and tightened his grip on the reins. |
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