Imi

Done! https://www.planetminecraft.com/skin/lotc-commission-for-esry/

1st Request Done! https://www.planetminecraft.com/skin/lotc-esry-commission/

Tailoring shop! I recently have started to learn how to skin, but I'm struggling to come up with skins from the top of my head. Therefore, I'm looking to do open skin requests, on the basis that payment will be whatever you wish to pay! Currently, I am only accepting clothing requests. MALE SKINS OPEN WITH FULL REFERENCE I only have a couple of past examples, but I'll be updating this thread as I go! Please support me over on PMC: https://www.planetminecraft.com/member/imibee/ Past work: http://imgur.com/a/EgNqB Application: IGN: Skin details: References: Skype (for communication): I'll try and get these done as quick as possible. Thank you all!

Reserved

This turned into the hunt down Ski thread pretty quickly, when all he did was give an opinion. Nice read though, and good lore Tsu!

Irsia Kharadeen would grumble upon seeing the poster of Ceto, before penning a letter to the captor. "Sir, I wish to speak to you about purchasing the monster captured. ~Irsia Kharadeen, Sultaness of Haria."

(( Just wanted to say the skin looked great, and as does the format of the order! ))

Irsia Tehrani Nicknames: None, as Irsia is considered easy to pronounce, and means Rainbow in the language of the sands. Age: Nineteen Gender: Female Race: Qualasheen, (FarFolk) Status: Alive Alignement: Chaotic Good Description Height: She'd be around 5ft4 Weight: 110Ibs Body Type: Irsia carried a slim, petite form, her abdomen flat and showing no signs of fat nor muscle weight. Her legs would be toned from tracking across the desert, though her arms and body cannot provide much muscle. She appears to have gained subtle curves across her body through her adolescent years. Appearance: Her eyes are that of a deep, glistening, jade, surrounded by a full set of lashes, lightened to a brow colour within the burning sun. Her thick, dark black curls fall freely down her back in heavy waves, framing her delicate facial features. With a caramel complexion, tanned from the pounding sun, Irsia has softened and delicate features. Her jawline is defined, but her cheeks are smooth rather than hollow. A light blush is almost constantly spread across them. Irsia's lips carry a gentle peach tone. Health: Irsia is relatively healthy, and does not currently carry any illness. She eats healthily though carries very little muscle. Personality: Irsia is very naive, whether this is due to her age or lack of experience in every possible matter, that remains unknown. This innocence leaves her to be very trusting of others. She is quick to make friends, and rarely doubts someone's word. Personality traits: *Quirky *Modest *Naive *Religious *Trusting *Alluring *Innocent *Easily Impressed *Envious Life Style Deity: Allah Religion: The most righteous following of Allah. Alliance/Nation/Home: The Caliphate of Al Dirkah Job/Class: Al-Mudeer of the Caliphate Title(s): Al-Mudeer Flaw(s): Irsia is often too naive for her own good and is very innocent. This leaves her being easily tricked, or under-educated on some issues. She struggles to grasp more romantic or intimate suggestions or thoughts. Weaponry Fighting Style: Irsia prefers to run from any type of harm, or shout to bring others to help her. She is nearly always within proximity of some sort of trusted guard force. Despite this, she often carries a jeweled, envelope knife tucked away in her satchel; relatively harmless though sharp enough to cause a cut. Trained Weapon: None Favored Weapon: The jeweled, envelope knife. Archery: None Biography Parents: Her elderly parents passed away on the journey to Al Dirkah Pet(s): A small pet rabbit given to her by Enepay, which she affectionately named Omid, meaning hopeful in the language of the sands. ~*~ Relations to be added over time ~*~

Yes please. +1!

Lady Jean Briarwood / Fournier d'Avenese Nicknames: Jean 'The Lewd' Fournier, Jean, Age: Twenty-Five Gender: Female Race: Human Status: Healthy Description Height: 5ft 6" Weight: 115 Ib Body Type: Mesomorph Eyes: Chocolate Brown Hair: Chocolate Brown Skin: Fair, with a cooler undertone. Markings/Tattoos: A very faint hand-print shaped mark on her neck, seemingly a scar. Health: Healthy. Personality: Reckless, though kind hearted. She can be feisty and quick to think negatively of others. Inventory: She wears a plain wedding band, and when not worn it is on a chain around her neck. She can also often be seen carrying a small hatchet. Further Details: N/A Life Style Alignment*: Chaotic Good Deity*: The Creator. Religion: The True Faith Alliance/Nation/Home: Pobblebonk or Owynswood. Her family are vassals to Duke de Savoie Job/Class: High Class. Un-employed. Title(s): Lady Profession(s): N/A Special Skill(s): Jean is skilled with an axe. She is also talented at painting and cooking. Flaw(s): She struggles with heights and the sight of blood. She is fairly weak, and does not think before she acts. Jean often says what she thinks, and is terrible at making friends. Magic Current Status: N/A Arch-type: N/A Sub-Type: N/A Rank: N/A Weakness(es): N/A Strength(s): N/A Current Spell(s): N/A Weaponry Fighting Style: Trained Weapon: Two handed axes, hatchets and is fair with a bow. Favored Weapon: An ornate hatchet, medium sized. Archery: She is average with a bow, yet knows how to work one. Biography Parents: Joan Fournier and Charles Fournier Siblings: Mary Fournier, Lord Augustus Fournier, Charles Fournier, Louis Fournier, Napoleon Fournier (deceased), Alexandros Fournier, Catherine Fournier. Children: Eirwyn Briarwood Extended Family: Gawain Briarwood (Husband) Pet(s): Andraste (Horse, deceased.) History: Jean was born the first daughter to Charles and Joan Fournier, and was raised to be a proper 'Lady' in Relouria. She was taught to speak Relourian, and her accent is still relatively thick. She often struggled with acting how she should. She faced various physical abuses from her Father especially. She preferred to be out and busy than to be stitching or reading, leading to her more adventurous trait. After leaving Thales at the age of fourteen, Jean climbed upon a separate boat from her family. She set off, and upon landing she left the port unnoticed. She soon reached a small settlement being built, and stayed there for many years as a cook at an inn. Her life was peaceful, surrounded by a small community of friends that she soon called a family. Upon reaching the age of twenty, Jean had visited the Cloud Temple market where she spotted her brother, Augustus. Jean snuck a note to him, rushed back to the village to gather her few yet precious belongings, before heading towards Pobblebonk; the home of the Fourniers. Arriving unexpectedly, she was greeted with open arms by her siblings, and later that very evening attended the wedding of her youngest, Catherine. After a few months, her brother had arranged her courtship to Lord Nicholas Blackwell, a family friend. Still stuck in her childish ways Jean was soon to fall in love with him, idolising him, and considering herself to be happy. It was but a few moons before her wedding that Augustus broke her betrothal, and instead arranged it to Christopher Blackwell, the Lord's brother. Heartbroken, Jean and Nicholas had planned to leave their houses and marry, but this was stopped with the death of the Lord. Jean had no choice but to court Christopher. As time went on, Jean found herself becoming more and more fond of the boy, who was plenty years younger than herself. He led her to believe he loved her, and Jean was easily fooled. Once again she was besotted with another man. As their wedding day loomed, Jean learnt of Christopher’s own love, Lorina Carrion. Jean was left angry, upset and confused. Her betrothal was broken, and she was left to her own accords. She instead rebelled against her brother, causing various kinds of trouble and mischief. Her brother quickly agreed to a Courtship between her and Wesley Valentine. The two became quick friends and solid companions to one another, and though Jean was trying to convince herself she held romantic feelings for him, she did not. A second suitor was found: Corbett Van Cleef. A difficult man, known for his relentless murder and banditing, but Jean did not know this. The pair were cold to one another at first, though soon became fond, and Corbett asked for Jean’s hand. On the day of one of Corbett’s outings, Jean decided to stroll to Petrus, searching for workers for her brother. There she met Lord Briarwood, who tricked her to believe he was looking for work. Upon discovering his true identity, Jean agreed to walk with him to Owynswood and the pair soon became thick friends. Content in each other’s company, yet still unmarried, the couple were together for many a year, until Corbett’s untimely death. Gawain was also missing, as were Jean’s two close friends, Waverly and Catherine. Jean also shared a quick courtship with Guy de Bar, but this was brought to an end by his cruel words and her reckless actions. Never had the woman felt so alone, with the constant threat of being disowned by her brother nagging at her mind, she was left in a state of depression, and refused to leave the Manor for a year. After a year of mourning she resurfaced to find the missing trio had returned. She found Gawain in Petrus, and the pair soon became acquainted once more. After a various amount of time spent in one another’s company, Gawain offered to ask for Jean’s hand from Augustus, and the couple were betrothed. They were married in the chapel at Owynswood, and eight seasons later Jean birthed a baby girl, Eirwyn. The small family were given land opposite the Manor on which they built a home, and live there to the present day.