LooneyLunaa

[!] Screen shared from a friend to see this [!] First row 35 letter in 35 ; 2nd row 2 : 6 # 18 : 32 ¥ 41 x Third row 12 > 13 O̱ 25 @ 33 ! 34 = Fourth row 3 : 4 >19 +26 ; 42 # Fifth row 7 , 17 @

First row fourth letter, a ! the unchanging. 34th letter in a , stays unchanging. Second row, 19th letter a , Stays unchanging. Fourth row 22nd letter in a > stays unchanging

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I wasnt sure where else to put it :P

"Sevania!" a womans voice called but it was consumed by the dark forest "Sevania?" the tall slender woman spotter the girl."Sevania, Come in. It is cold" she approached her. Sevania lazily stretched and the bird that had been sitting on her chest flitted into a nearby tree. "Mother it is nice out here" she argued calmly, running her fingers gently through the grass. Her mother laughed lightly and sat next to her. "I used to spend my time this way as well" she stared around them at the thicket. "I don't know where else I would spend my time, Mother. The land surrounding me called to me" she sighs leaning down to pick up a small beetle that was resting in the rich earth. "Well," her mother said taking the beetle "You could do your studies, Your father would probably prefer that." Sevania's face instantly darkened. "This is my studies. He doesn't understand." she frowns and looks at the ground. "I know" she pulls the young girl closer "He really doesnt understand and he never will. He's a good man Sevania. I left my tree for him and that.. says something" Sevania could feel her mother stiffen. "He thinks he's better than us. All high elves do" Sevania mumbled "Thats why he's never around. Just letters here and there. Hardly see him, I see those tutors he pays for more than him.". Silence filled the air and her mother sets the beetle down gently "I do regret leaving my tree but you know what I don't regret Sevania?" her mother gentle takes her face "Having you which I never would have been able to have with out your father." her mother stood up and brushed herself off "Now lets get inside" Sevania crept outside once her mother was asleep and walked through the forest an urge led her forward. She kept walking in a dreamlike trance for three nights and three days and on the four night is when something extraordinary happened.She was crossing through the forest and stumbled up on a meadow. A meadow in which stood that of a weeping willow tree. The second her eyes spotted it she inhaled sharply. A feeling of pure pleasure and love bubbled out of her chest. She moved gracefully to it and the second her fingers touched the trees smooth trunk she felt like her life had forever changed. She felt a warmth and love that she had never felt before and tears flooded down her face. "You are beautiful" she whispered to it. The leaves seemed to move in response. For the next two months she changed. Her hair went from the pure white of her fathers hair to a deep red, her deep brown eyes she got from her mother turned into a deep green. Her skin grew dark and almost resembled her trees bark. She was happy and inlove here. Her past life was long forgotten. While she had forgot about her past and only focused on her life with the willow her family did not. Her father was enraged with her disappearance and sent people out looking for her. Finally around two years after her disappearance someone spotted the 18 year old beneath her tree and sent for Sevanias father. He came quickly with a fire burning in his eyes. Sevania felt a sharp pain and her eyes snapped open with a scream.Her father stood there, an ax in his hand-the blade of it burried into the side of her tree "This will teach you" he sneered and pulled it back and let it slam into the tree again causing Sevania to scream in pain "I will not let my daughter become some Dryad running away from life" he let the ax slam into the tree again. Her beloved tree seemed to groan with each strike and she could feel every blow and lay there in agony pleading for him to stop. The tree took its tumble and he dropped the ax and walked away. She lay there sobbing for a week, clutching her tree bueatiful glowing Amber seed, until by some odd chance someone came across her. The man picked her up and took her to a cabin and tended to the scratches all over her body and tried bringing her back into life. "Hello there miss" he smiled cheerily when she woke up. She looked at him startled "How did I get here?" she hissed. "Hold on there miss. I'm not going to hurt you. I found out out back in the woods and you looked to be pretty roughed up. Figured I should take you with me and help you get on your feet" he explained. She nodded quietly and sighed "I should go.." "No! Please, stay. Rest" he said quickly. She looked up at him seeing nothing but pure intentions in his eyes. "Whats your name?" "Onaric Stronhol" He replied "Nice to meet you, I am Sevania" From there their relationship blossomed but her tree was the only one on her mind. She felt as though she betrayed her tree when they made love beneath the stars and even more betrayed when she found out she was expecting. Her love belonged to the tree and so when she went into labor she handed the baby to him and fled to plant her beautiful tree. Her daughter and Onaric visited often. He called her Yvaine. She was beautiful but her love of her willow kept her from being with her own daughter and while she hated it she knew should could bare leaving her love.

Out-Of-Character Information Please do your best to correct spelling and grammatical errors, this is an RP server and writing is the main form of communication! What’s your Minecraft Account Name?: LooneyLunaa How old are you?:19 Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): Yes, I am. Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes What’s the rule you agree with the most?: No Cyberbully Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense?(If so we can help clear it up! You will not be denied for having a question on the rules): No How did you find out about Lord of the Craft? snakeyeeees Definitions Feel free to Google the answers or browse our forums, but make sure that you write the reply in your own words, not those of another website or person! What is roleplaying?: Role playing is taking the persona of a made up character and playing them as if you were them. What is metagaming?: Metagaming is using information that you learned OOC, IRP. What is powergaming?: Powergaming is doing stuff IRP that your character would realistically not be able to do. In-Character Information Now you actually make your character - be creative but stay reasonable! Make sure they make sense and that they follow lore. Try to come up with a character that you actually want to play. Character’s name: Yvaine Stronhol Character’s sex: Female Character’s race: Wood Elf Character’s age: 19 Biography (Please make it a decent two paragraphs long. Remember to add server lore, and events that happened to your character so that they don’t contradict history.): Yvaine quietly watched her mother from a slit in the leathery canvas of the tent. Her mother was running her fingers over the dark rough bark of it and humming to it, tears streaming down her face. Yvaine turned to see her father snoring softly asleep in the tent. "Father" she whispered quietly but his snoring continued. They had been here for a few weeks camping out trying to coax her mother back from the cursed branches that stole her from their family. Her mother cared more for the tree than she did Yvaine. Yvaines mother had met her father and had Yvaine within a year. Her mother unfortunately hadn't told her father that she had a dying amber seed in her pocket and when they met the reason she had been so depressed was for her tree had just died and once Yvaine was born her mother placed the seed in the earths gentle dirt and allowed it to sprout up high into the heavens. Yvaine and her father lived in a cabin a days walk away and often came and visited her mother and the towering tree. Now the tree was at it again, dying. She scooted out of the tent and crouched there watching. Her mothers face was pale and she was now sitting beside it, leaves surrounding her and her forehead pressed against the bark. "Mother..." she called out quietly. Her mother glanced up momentarily and motioned Yvaine over. "My sweet girl" she croaked out "I can not cut my bond with her" she kept running her fingers over the bark "One day, you too will understand". Yvaine just sat there quietly with wide eyes. With those last words her mother and the tree at once seemed to sputter out of life. She heard leaves crinkle and she turned seeing her father with a fiery look in his eyes and an axe gripped tightly in his grasp. "This" he said angrily as he slammed the ax into her mothers tree "Is Why" he slammed it into the tree again "She died" he his in again and collapsed on his knees. That was the end of his sanity and her child hood. From there out Yvaine cared for her father he often drank too much and disconnected from the nature around them. He turned cold towards others of their kind and wasted all their money on the dwarves ale. She felt the need to care for him for she thought thats what her mother would have wanted. Although the more she aged, the more she grew lonely. She was tired of living alone caring for a drunkard. Knowing that they were near the Caliphate she packed her small bag of few things and snuck off into the late eve heading in the direction of Caliphate. Personality traits: She is quiet and peaceful. Being under the wrath of her drunken father and being isolated from society made her shy and quiet. She does, though, have a fiery temper when anything in nature is destroyed or disrespected. Ambitions: To establish her life in a new city and escape the limitations of her race. Strengths/Talents: She loves to sit beneath the tree and submerse herself in nature and when doing this, she lets her lungs fill with the sweet air and sings. She is good at making things grow and cares for her plants deeply. She quick when she needs to be and careful when you piss her off because she gives a hell of a black eye. Weaknesses/Inabilities: She doesn't stand up for herself and is easily swayed once you gain her trust. Shes a bit skittish around other people due to her lack of socialization Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): She stands at approximately 5'8 and is around 165 pounds.She has her mothers green jaded eyes and her fathers dirty blonde hair. Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guide here):