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Name: Lisa Jones Age: 20 Height: 5 feet 9 inches Weight: 100 lbs Appearence: slender, tall, black hair, dark eyes, light skin Riding Level: Intermediate |
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Name: Aiden Christopher Richard Age: 24 (can be changed depending on female character's age)
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 175 lbs
Appearance: Aiden's body is quite lean and muscular, ideal for being a rider. However he tends to ride horses that are on the larger scale. His skin is of a pale colour, and has a few blemishes. His face is quite angular, having a defined jawline and sharp nose. But his money maker is his eyes that are the deepest of greens, rivaling that of a lush forest. His hair is shaved short at the sides and long on the top, allowing him to tie it back in a man bun if he wishes. His hair colour is a deep chocolate brown. Riding level: Confident rider that will mount any steed. He trains in Dressage, Show jumping and Cross Country. He placed in the top three during the State Championships. |
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(Sure!) Lisa walked slowly up the hill to see best friend Aiden and her horses. It had been a long day, and she was ready for a little fun. But I can't have fun. I'm here to work. she thought. "Hey Aiden! How are you?" she said while yawning and looking around. |
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Aiden had been resting against a paddock fence, watching a few of the horses graze when he heard the voice of his best friend. The young man turned around to face, a welcoming smile stretched across his lips as he greeted. "Hallo Lisa-Lou, I'm bored out of my mind and you?" He answered, calling her by the nickname he had given her on the first day they met. He glanced back as one of the horses, a light Bay mare, came up to the fence to greet them. He stroked her nose and playfully added, "Seems Cherry here is excited to see you... have you been getting this stubborn old girl's attention by giving her extra carrots?" |
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"I'm not doing amazing. Somebody called me names because my family doesn't have a ton of money." She said with a sigh. "It made me feel like trash. Why are you bored?" She said while petting the mare.
"Well.... I did give her a few...." she said slowly and with a grin. "Have you been giving her any?" |
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"Don't mind them... they're just a bunch of stuck-up snobs, they don't know anything. You're working hard, unlike them who's probably never worked a day in their life..." Aiden tried to cheer her up, lightly bumping her shoulder with his own. "Besides, I bet that none of them are as great of a person as you..." he smiled at her, winking as he spoke. . "Dads making the team train overtime... he's so stressed about the upcoming championship... All we do is train... I'm just bored because we do the same routine over and over again... Poor Cherry here needs all the extra treats eventhough I'm not riding her, one of the team members are." He explained, sighing as he did. (Well, it could be a long term RP if you like?) |
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Lisa: "Yeah, they most likely haven't worked. They appeared rich to me. Although it's pretty easy to be richer than I am." she said with a smile. "Thanks! You're an amazing person to! Sounds like you need a defferent routine. How's Cherry doing with all the training?" (It's up to you.) |
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The kingdom of Rudora was filled with anxious buzz as the inhabitants were finalizing all preparations to welcome the infamous royals of Draconia. All were excited, relieved that the war had finally seen an end though naturally there were a few individuals who were not pleased with their arrival. Far from the bustling halls filled with tension, on the rooftop of the Rudoran Castle, sat a winged girl. Her gaze focussed on the horizon from where the enemy royals would come from. Her form was crouched, arms wrapped around her knees as her wings draped behind her. She had escaped to the roof in an attempt to hide from the truth. Her father had informed her of the bare minimum, all she knew was that the Draconian royals were arriving in a few hours and that the war was finally coming to an end. But she was not a mere child, she had grown up a long time ago. There was more to this so-called peace treaty, Rin knew that much, and she wasn't pleased. "Princess Aderyn! Your Highness! We must get you ready for the meeting!" A soft groan escaped Rin's lips at the sound of her nurse-maid calling her. Guess there was no use in hiding any longer. She stood before jumping off, her wings spread as she glided through the open window below, startling her nurse-maid. "By the stars! Child, stop scaring me like that..." Mia spoke with a shaky breath, her hand placed over her heart. "You should've gotten used to this by now... I assume you're going to force me to wear a gown?" Rin softly sassed the elder woman, a cheeky smile in place. "I've already picked out a gown for you. And we have only two hours to get you to look presentable..." Mia teased in response, both ladies releasing a soft giggle before the two headed for Rin's room. Soon the time had passed, and Rin was all dolled up and escorted to the throne room. She wore a deep purple gown with off-the-shoulder sleeves and an open back to accompany her wings. A silver floral ringlet dawned her brow with a matching set of earrings. The jewelry contained periwinkle accents, similar to her wings. Her hair was styled in a braided bun, a few loose strands framing her face. She looked regal though her appearance came second to that of her family. But she didn't mind, she'd much rather blend in than stand as their equals. There her father sat on his throne, her two older brothers sitting on either side of him. There was no seat for her, there never had been. She stood to the side, only giving her father a curt nod in greeting and a small smile at her brothers. Not too long after a scout came to inform them of the Draconians' approach. It was time. |
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Clear with Temps dropping into the Teens
