Post by Tismri on Dec 15, 2008 16:45:31 GMT -5
Your username: Jeriah
Character's name: Purfell (also known as Wild Heart)
Character's age: 104
Character's attitude: Purfell has an attitude that pretty much says "I don't care." He really does, and tries to help everyone. Because it is hard to tell where he stands on the issue of Galbatorix, he is allowed and even welcomed among both the Varden and the Empire. He never reveals any secrets he's entrusted with, on either side. If he is angered, he if a fierce fighter, and deadly.
Character's Race: werecat
Character's appearance: Purfell has marroon fur, with white paws and a white tip on his tail. He also has a diamond-shaped patch of white fur on his forhead. He has marroon tufts of fur on the tips of his ears, and he has green eyes, a black nose, and black whiskers. In human form, he appears to be a nine-year-old boy, dark green eyes, and dark reddish brown hair.
Character's allegiance: Neutral
Weapons: Anything he can find when he's human. In cat form he has his teeth and claws, which are longer than most werecats' are.
History: Not much is known about the Wild Heart's history. He is the son of the Dream Dancer, Maud. While he was a kitten, he grew up in Ellesmera, and it was quickly evident that he was an extraordinary hunter, which gave him his name. But he chose a more common one to be Purfell. Sometime during the Fall of the Riders, he left Ellesmera and roamed freely around the land. He met often with both Galbatorix's troops and Ajihad's. He is rarely entrusted with any secrets, but both sides seem to enjoy having the werecat around.
Role Play Sample: Purfell stalked a rat, moving silently along. He glanced up at the trees for half an instant to see if there was anyone watching. He knew the elves disapproved of him hunting so close to the city, but he didn't want to go so far out of his way just to catch a meal.
The Wild Heart pounced upon the rat, killing it quickly. Then he looked up to see his mother watching him.
Purfell, Maud said, walking up beside him, you shouldn't hunt where the elves can see you.
Why would I care what they think? he asked her, nibbling on his meal. The Dream Dancer just shook her head slightly and left for the city again.
Purfell awoke from the memory of his life in Ellesmera. For a moment, he wished he was back there, but then he decided he would rather be out here, having adventure than sitting in the woods growing fat on plump rats. He yawned and stretched, then decided that he would pay the Varden a visit. He hadn't seen them since Ajihad died, and he wished to see how well Nasuada had led them.
Character's name: Purfell (also known as Wild Heart)
Character's age: 104
Character's attitude: Purfell has an attitude that pretty much says "I don't care." He really does, and tries to help everyone. Because it is hard to tell where he stands on the issue of Galbatorix, he is allowed and even welcomed among both the Varden and the Empire. He never reveals any secrets he's entrusted with, on either side. If he is angered, he if a fierce fighter, and deadly.
Character's Race: werecat
Character's appearance: Purfell has marroon fur, with white paws and a white tip on his tail. He also has a diamond-shaped patch of white fur on his forhead. He has marroon tufts of fur on the tips of his ears, and he has green eyes, a black nose, and black whiskers. In human form, he appears to be a nine-year-old boy, dark green eyes, and dark reddish brown hair.
Character's allegiance: Neutral
Weapons: Anything he can find when he's human. In cat form he has his teeth and claws, which are longer than most werecats' are.
History: Not much is known about the Wild Heart's history. He is the son of the Dream Dancer, Maud. While he was a kitten, he grew up in Ellesmera, and it was quickly evident that he was an extraordinary hunter, which gave him his name. But he chose a more common one to be Purfell. Sometime during the Fall of the Riders, he left Ellesmera and roamed freely around the land. He met often with both Galbatorix's troops and Ajihad's. He is rarely entrusted with any secrets, but both sides seem to enjoy having the werecat around.
Role Play Sample: Purfell stalked a rat, moving silently along. He glanced up at the trees for half an instant to see if there was anyone watching. He knew the elves disapproved of him hunting so close to the city, but he didn't want to go so far out of his way just to catch a meal.
The Wild Heart pounced upon the rat, killing it quickly. Then he looked up to see his mother watching him.
Purfell, Maud said, walking up beside him, you shouldn't hunt where the elves can see you.
Why would I care what they think? he asked her, nibbling on his meal. The Dream Dancer just shook her head slightly and left for the city again.
Purfell awoke from the memory of his life in Ellesmera. For a moment, he wished he was back there, but then he decided he would rather be out here, having adventure than sitting in the woods growing fat on plump rats. He yawned and stretched, then decided that he would pay the Varden a visit. He hadn't seen them since Ajihad died, and he wished to see how well Nasuada had led them.
