Anthrowolfgirl

::OOC:: MC Name: anthrowolfgirl Did you ever have a character with magic?: No Are you aware the rules of Magic: Yes Skype: (You can PM this to us if you wish) Anthrowo1fgirl ::IC:: Name: Kya Silverblade Age: 556 Gender: Female Race: Elf What would you like to learn?: Everything sounds interesting, however the mage arts and hunting calls to me. I am rather skilled with a bow as well. Which Class(es) are you enrolling for?: Hunter Classes and the Mage classes.

Kya Silverblade smiles as she reads the information. "Hm, it would be nice to learn some skills." She proceeds to write down her information. OOC: MC name: anthrowolfgirl Age: 17 Timezone: Eastern Standard Time Skype: Anthrowo1fgirl TS: Yes How Long I can be online perday?: 2-5 hours IC: Name: Kya Silverblade Age: 556 Race: Elf Profession besides Blacksmith?: Lumberjack/Woodworker Skilled with weapons: Yes, master at bows and arrows as well as making them.

Application OOC: MC Name:Anthrowolfgirl Age:17 Country:North America Timezone:EST Skype Name:Anthrowo1fgirl Do you have Teamspeak?:Yes How long have you been playing on the server?: Since Aegis How long you can you be online per day?: about 2 hours or more What past guilds have you been apart of?: None Have you ever held a leadership role before?: Yes, was temporarily head of the SIlverblades when Gideon dissapeared. Also was head of the Archers in Galahar's knight order. Do you have a VA? (What evils?):Nope RP: Name: Kya Silverblade Age:315 Race:Elf Past Experience in military and combat: Head Archer of Galahar's knights as well as skills in combat from traveling the lands for a time. What are your skills?: Good in ranged combat best skills are shown there. What weapon do you prefer?: Bow and Arrow Why do you wish to join the Order?: To serve my family and the order as best as I can, Kya can not sit around and do nothing. What are some strength’s of yours?: I am able to intimidate as well as infiltrate if needed. Tell us more about yourself (Brief Biography): Kya has been with the Silverblades since the days of Aegis and has stuck with the family since. She is determined to get the Silverblades back on track with Huron and hope so see her family and loved ones prosper as well as be safe.

Application OOC: MC Name:Anthrowolfgirl Age:17 Country:North America Timezone:EST Skype Name:Anthrowo1fgirl Do you have Teamspeak?:Yes How long have you been playing on the server?: Since Aegis How long you can you be online per day?: about 2 hours or more What past guilds have you been apart of?: None Have you ever held a leadership role before?: Yes, was temporarily head of the SIlverblades when Gideon dissapeared. Also was head of the Archers in Galahar's knight order. Do you have a VA? (What evils?):Nope RP: Name: Kya Silverblade Age:315 Race:Elf Past Experience in military and combat: Head Archer of Galahar's knights as well as skills in combat from traveling the lands for a time. What are your skills?: Good in ranged combat best skills are shown there. What weapon do you prefer?: Bow and Arrow Why do you wish to join the Order?: To serve my family and the order as best as I can, Kya can not sit around and do nothing. What are some strength’s of yours?: I am able to intimidate as well as infiltrate if needed. Tell us more about yourself (Brief Biography): Kya has been with the Silverblades since the days of Aegis and has stuck with the family since. She is determined to get the Silverblades back on track with Huron and hope so see her family and loved ones prosper as well as be safe.

Amazing work guys! Cant wait! I pray to God that my family wont make spontainus "Go out for ten hours during the day time" God I will be pissed! But this looks fantastic!

Yes this is going to be amazing!

((Haha just need to ask this which legitimate marriage, was Hadrain born in? Out of one of his 30+ wives? Jk but Welcome all and thank you for applying! Hope to see you soon!))

You find an old book on the ground, it seems tattered and stained as if it has taken a long journey. Interested you pick it up and scan through the pages, you notice the words are quite femine. A sudden blood stain page catches your eye and you quickly flip back. The words are hard to make out, the letters are scrawled and messy, for it seems the person was writing quickly... I have never felt such pain in my entire life, the suffering, the agony, and the blood, so much blood. Those eyes, those endless staring eyes, I can still feel them as if there bored into my very soul....This may be my last entry for a while, I am being followed by those THINGS. George and John...John, they took him as if they were his king, but his eyes...his eyes just staring into the night sky illumiated by the moon that mocks me every second I write this. For George, he has left without a trace...when I woke that morning all that was left was his light blue cloak surrounding me and the last embers of the fire slowly going out. I knew then that we changed, something in us had awaken and cursed us for eternity. I knew myself when I looked at my reflection in the clear river water. Marks, black runes on my face surrounding my cheeks and ending at the bottom of my eyes. And my eyes....they were not the beautiful deep ocean blue that my father had blessed me with, they were the color of the things that took my brothers and friends away from me. I, I couldve sworn a deep and chilling voice spoke in my mind...those words 'Do you feel it? Do you feel your hatred and grief?' That voice was not my own. How could I being so young, suffer through so much? Many years from now I could be married with a loving husband and children, but the images of that night will still be bored into my mind. No one will understand this pain even if I would tell them they would scoff and laugh not beleving every word I say. But even then I would still remeber those screams, the uneartly screams mixed with my own- The rest of te page is covered in blood, unreadabile and confused you hold the book in your hadn pondering what to do with the strange object. ((So yeah considering Im in the mood of writing this is what came out of it. Pretty much interesting entries of someones journey until she lost it, so If its good check yes, if you dont know still comment, and if you think it sucks and you dont want to continue dont be afraid yo hurt my feelings, Its called Critisim! XD)) UPDATE: 3/20 ((Another entry for you wonderful 220 vewiers who dont reply to me )) As the book's lether cover rubs against your hand, you ponder wondering if you should read another enty. Making up your mind you open the book once more sitting down on the ground while doing so. The writing seems less frantic, it is clearer to read on the next couple pages. Its been some months after the incedent, I have stopped to rest and decided to take the time to write another entry. Ever scince what has happened I've been hearing a dark menacing voice in my mind, urging me to do horrible things but there was one phrase it always said to me when I was on edge or angry "Just let go." Im terribly scared am I going insane, will I soon not exsist in reality and whiter into nothingness? Other things has changed for me as well, I have noticed that I can smell blood more clearly now, it seems like I could smell it for miles. Then there was the sudden changes in my anger, as soon as someone provoked me I wanted to hurt them or I just snapped at them to leave me be. The feelings never change. I dont know where to go I have not even a single coin in my pocket. The wrting one the page seems like it took a giant skip as the script becomes more rigid as if the person is rushing once more. Some one is fowllowing me or Something, I have a feeling things will be worse from here on. May whoever is watching me have mercy on my soul. Once more the writing ends, many more pages are left to be read, but it is your choice. Should you continue? ((update 4/19 BACK and another entry for you special people.)) More intruqed about the person you flip to the next page, they are drawings. Dark ones to be at that, you spot one that looks like its easy to figure out. Its a cave of some sort and in the middle are ruins of a strange stone. Bodies that have been crushed against the stone are on the wall, some staring with lifless eyes or others with the flow of the night. You see a girl, judging by the drawing she is alive. Her hair is knatted and stained with blood, her face is covered in fear and pain, as she looks at the young man infront of her helping her to her feet. Under the picture is a few words. "I relive it every night." You scan the next page for a name of the young woman, instead you find more wrting, it is a short paragraph. I've figured out what is wrong with me. Ikari. As that what she calls herself, introduce herself to me in my sleep. At first I though I was dreaming, in my mind there was a drark roomilluminated only by torches carrying a strange red stone in them. There were two pillers of an unknown stone each carrying a chain to hold somthing or someone up. As I traced the chains down I saw her, Ikari, head bowed on her knees just...laughing, it sent shudders through my spine. She said to me. "So youve finally came." The voice was chilling to the bone, and as she looked up I held in a scream. She looked exactly like me, same face same hair, only some features were different. Her eyes a glowing darken Ender that I have seen numerous times in my travels, and her teeth were like canines sharpened ready to cut through anything. Finally the dark runes that traced her face seemed like they were moving.... I have never felt so weak in my life. She said to me that I was her, and she was me. She was my consumed rage seperated and cursed by the one she calls Endermen. I know not of how she knows this but I turn and leave only to figure out there is no door, no escape. I turn around to get a good look at her, her wrists are bruised and bloody from the chains that seem to be rusting. She says the chains are my will of holding her back, I reilized it was only a matter of time if she would be released. I asked her what she wanted, and her response was one word. Blood. I growled at her and said no, she just growled louder and the sound seemed to bounce of the walls surrounding me. She said I could only hold back but for so long. So because we somehow share the same body I made a deal with her. She said that once every two years, for at least three days she would be let out. I hesitated not knowing if I should trust her but I agreed anyway, not knowing the future for me. I have to go know, it seems Ikari wants me to leave this place and move somewhere else. Hopefully I will go into more information on her, and mabye...I can hope to find a cure. UPDATE: 1/28/13 - YES I AM BACK, For good now hopefully, heh schoolwork and family deaths kind of get in the way of RPing and such. ANYWAY Here is another entry of Begginings! Enjoy! You start to feel uneasy reading this, Questions arise in your mind about this person called Ikari. You want to know more see what kind of power she posses. You flip to the next page, looking at the date it looks it as been approximatly been two years since she has written an entry. As you scan the page you notice dried wet splots on the parchment. She must have been crying while writing this. You start to read once more. It was terrifying. Three days ago was the start of Ikari's "freedom". As I fell asleep I automatically felt her presence consume me. When I opened my eyes I was back in my mind, Only I wasn't standng freely looking at Ikari, my darker figure. I was in her place. The chains of my own willpower scraping against my skin bruising and cutting it. I looked behind me, before myself I see a massive door that want there before on my first visit here, but then I could feel it, the pain and sorrow the emotions I hoped to never feel again. I felt I could go insane be the feeling. Then I heard a laugh, that laugh so deep and cruel. I turned around and saw her my 'other half' per say. She just smirked and looked at me, she then said: "How does it feel to relive your pain over and over again? It hurts doesn't it?" She licked her sharp teeth and looked at me like I was a piece of rotten flesh. I sneered at her in disgust but didnt retort. She chuckled and streched her arms. She was glad to be free, but to remind her I told her to remember our deal, only THREE days and no more. She just glared and nodded but then the cruel smile return and in an instant she was gone. During the days in my own mind scape, I could partly understand how Ikari felt. Behind the door, where supposedly my darkest memories lie I could feel them, causing me to sob in anguish and wither in pain. While this was happening somehow I would know what Ikari was doing in my body...I still get sick at the thought of it, she KILLED innocent men and women and enjoyed it. I yelled at her to stop but she didn't and I had to see their faces contorted in pain and terror. Those three days felt like months, but finally when I opened my eyes I wasnt in my mindscape corrupted with the dark thoughts that scourged my sainity I was in the forest with the taste of blood in my mouth. And on a peice of paper that 'she' left me was just a few words. 'I kept my promise' The entry ends there, you are even more intrigued about this person, wondering how had this happened to her and why? You continue reading on unknown of the dark secrets you are about to discover.

....I believe I'm missing on the Druid list >.<