Post by ♥Clover Fields♥ on Jul 9, 2008 12:26:39 GMT -5
Character Name:Clover Fields
Age:19
Gender:chic
Height:5'6"
General Appearance: (is your person skinny, fat, tall, short, basic descriptions as well as hair and eye color)She is skinny and slightly tall, but she has stopped growing, so she is kind of short. She has blue eyes with straight blond hair. She has a good figure, which is typically of fairies. She has on both ears a double peirceing. A peicre were a earing usaly goes, than one at the top of the ear (I think you know what i mean...), which is a traditionaly thing for fairies.
Personality: :Is very sweet. Very loyal to her friends. Her voice is the most beautiful of all the lands. She is very skilled archer and can shot a tiny crab apple in the tree on a windy day. She loves to practice her back up weapon, a slim, tiny sword but long, and is gaining skill. She is kind to hurt animals, talking or not, and does anything to help any one. She also can use magic, which is typical of all fairies.
History: She is one of the last of a dead breed. The last fairies of Narnia fled when the tellamarines defeated Narnia. When they heard that the Kings and Queens of old returned, they quickly came to help restore Narnia. Some time has passed and Clover Fields grew up learning the stories of Narnia and at age 18 fought in the battle that changed Narnia forever. She now roams Narnia, for who knows what.
Pb: aj michalka
Picture:
Lives in: Narnians
Rp Example:(from one of my sights)
When I heard the footsteps coming around the tree, I quickly restored the hood of my cloak to my head, covering my fairy ears. Then I nearly fell off the branch when I saw him. He was buff, blond, and handsome. When he spoke, I once more nearly fell off my branch. He wasn't going to hurt me, he think I was going to believe him? But he said it in such a modest tone that it was hard not to believe him. So I just loosened my hold on the bow, but the arrow stayed knocked. Then I thought of the dragon and turned around.
My eyes grew to the size of the kings plates. The dragon was huge!!!! And his monstrous nostrils were breathing smoke down my neck. This time I did fall of the branch, my bow soaring up in to the air. Oh dear, I seemed to have fallen. I should have seen that coming. Though the wind was knocked out of me, I quickly got my breath back. But to my horror, my traditional double-pierced ears showed. I quickly replaced my hood as I got up, dusting my self off. I hope he doesn't know all the traditions of Narnia, but being a rider he probably does.
I hated when people found out I was a fairy they asked hundreds of questions, since it was supposedly the chance of a life time to meet one. There were only like, 3 fairies left. Many people searched for us, wanting to brag about meeting one. That was why I had this hooded cloak 100 percent of the time. Sorry about my fall there, didn't notice your dragon behind me. If you wish to know, my is Clover, Clover Fields. My checks grew hot with embarrassment. He most likely already knew I was a fairy, so might as well give away that I was a fairy, didn't want the poor boy going crazy with wonder.
Trying to concentrate on something else rather the questions that were going to be thrown at me, I looked around for my bow. I noticed it about 55 yards away. I inwardly sighed, I couldn't walk that far and back! Magic... I was going to have to us magic. Oh well. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my bow and the arrow. Wind, I pictured the wind picking up my bow and arrow in a gust of breeze and bring it to my feet. I opened my eyes and inwardly called the wind. To my pleasure, the wind did what I asked. I really had blown my cover now.
Good grief.
Age:19
Gender:chic
Height:5'6"
General Appearance: (is your person skinny, fat, tall, short, basic descriptions as well as hair and eye color)She is skinny and slightly tall, but she has stopped growing, so she is kind of short. She has blue eyes with straight blond hair. She has a good figure, which is typically of fairies. She has on both ears a double peirceing. A peicre were a earing usaly goes, than one at the top of the ear (I think you know what i mean...), which is a traditionaly thing for fairies.
Personality: :Is very sweet. Very loyal to her friends. Her voice is the most beautiful of all the lands. She is very skilled archer and can shot a tiny crab apple in the tree on a windy day. She loves to practice her back up weapon, a slim, tiny sword but long, and is gaining skill. She is kind to hurt animals, talking or not, and does anything to help any one. She also can use magic, which is typical of all fairies.
History: She is one of the last of a dead breed. The last fairies of Narnia fled when the tellamarines defeated Narnia. When they heard that the Kings and Queens of old returned, they quickly came to help restore Narnia. Some time has passed and Clover Fields grew up learning the stories of Narnia and at age 18 fought in the battle that changed Narnia forever. She now roams Narnia, for who knows what.
Pb: aj michalka
Picture:
Lives in: Narnians
Rp Example:(from one of my sights)
When I heard the footsteps coming around the tree, I quickly restored the hood of my cloak to my head, covering my fairy ears. Then I nearly fell off the branch when I saw him. He was buff, blond, and handsome. When he spoke, I once more nearly fell off my branch. He wasn't going to hurt me, he think I was going to believe him? But he said it in such a modest tone that it was hard not to believe him. So I just loosened my hold on the bow, but the arrow stayed knocked. Then I thought of the dragon and turned around.
My eyes grew to the size of the kings plates. The dragon was huge!!!! And his monstrous nostrils were breathing smoke down my neck. This time I did fall of the branch, my bow soaring up in to the air. Oh dear, I seemed to have fallen. I should have seen that coming. Though the wind was knocked out of me, I quickly got my breath back. But to my horror, my traditional double-pierced ears showed. I quickly replaced my hood as I got up, dusting my self off. I hope he doesn't know all the traditions of Narnia, but being a rider he probably does.
I hated when people found out I was a fairy they asked hundreds of questions, since it was supposedly the chance of a life time to meet one. There were only like, 3 fairies left. Many people searched for us, wanting to brag about meeting one. That was why I had this hooded cloak 100 percent of the time. Sorry about my fall there, didn't notice your dragon behind me. If you wish to know, my is Clover, Clover Fields. My checks grew hot with embarrassment. He most likely already knew I was a fairy, so might as well give away that I was a fairy, didn't want the poor boy going crazy with wonder.
Trying to concentrate on something else rather the questions that were going to be thrown at me, I looked around for my bow. I noticed it about 55 yards away. I inwardly sighed, I couldn't walk that far and back! Magic... I was going to have to us magic. Oh well. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my bow and the arrow. Wind, I pictured the wind picking up my bow and arrow in a gust of breeze and bring it to my feet. I opened my eyes and inwardly called the wind. To my pleasure, the wind did what I asked. I really had blown my cover now.
Good grief.
