Post by ✧♏arie✧ on Jun 10, 2011 12:50:44 GMT -5
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Marie
Age:14
Attitude: While Marie distances herself often, she can be very compassionate and understanding. This makes her seem a bit contradictory to others as well as confusing. She is also a quiet thinker, so she is very often in dialogue with Amber. Marie does the best with what she can in any situation. She often puts herself at risk in order to solve a problem, but not unrealistically. Marie rarely displays any kind of ego. She often acts much more casual than others. Sometimes this makes her seem approchable. Those who judge harshly see her as disrespectful instead.
Race: elf
Appearance: She has a small and slim figure. Her eyes are almond shaped and light green in color. Mariie's light brown hair is quite a fitting color for her eyes. Her face is attractive, but not intimidating at all. Rather, she looks "kind."
Weapon- her father's gold rider sword
Dragon- Amber, a bright orange dragon. This is an unusual color, so she is quite noticeable.
History: Before she was born, her father (a rider) died in battle protecting her mother from enemies seeking out known riders. Her mother was killed by a sickness. She had no other relatives, so a rather odd human took care of her. He taught her many things she needed to know. When she was eleven, this man was also lost to her due to his old age. Having no others suitable to be a guardian to her, she distanced herself from people and lived on her own. During he travels, she found a dragon egg that hatched for her. She named her Amber and raised her, but did not interact with the riders. When she was 13 she fought and killed an urgal. This was a major development for her, as it showed Marie that she could fight when she did not trust herself. This led her to seek out the Varden after a time. After the battle with Galbatorix, however, she did not stick with other riders and chose to travel with a friend.
Rp sample:
(wow this is so old and terribly written)
Marie slowly watched the fire blow out from the wind. She was cooking soup. Marie hadn't been able to stop and eat for a while, so it was absolutely necessary she ate.
"Oh, please let this work!" She yelled. "This has happened too much already!"
Calm down, said Amber. Here, I'll help you again. Amber blew a small flame into the pit. The fire sprang up once again.
Thanks. I'm just hungry. I was acting like such a young child.
You're welcome. The soup was done cooking and Marie ate. Then she let the warm broth run down her throat.
"Mmm," Marie was satisfied. "It was great."
I'm glad you ate, Said Amber. Now, I'll go catch my dinner. Amber flew off into the woods to catch herself a small meal. Compared to what she had seen lately, it seemed like a prize.That wasn't enough.
Amber stumbled upon an urgal, which attacked her. Back at their camp, Marie felt pain. She hurried to see what the problem was. When she arrived, the urgal had cut a medium-sized slash in his wing and cut his leg. No, said Amber, don't worry. It is just one who wants a challenge. He only hit me once.
Marie ignored her, and swung her sword at the urgal. She needed practice, and since she was only thirteen, she had at a disadvantage against many enemies. The urgal easily knocked her sword away with his larger weapon. The sword flew out of Marie's hand, out of her reach. Marie was ashamed of her failure. The urgal advanced closer to her. She backed off, moving to her sword. Amber intervened. The urgal was lucky enough to avoid Amber's claws. Marie made it to her sword and tried fighting the enemy again. She landed strikes, and managed to blind him. The urgal yelled. Amber waited a moment before lunging her jaws to take the kill. Amber checked Marie.
Are you alright Marie?
Yes, fine. What about you your leg?
I'll be fine, you're not hurt?
Just a cut. I'll get us herbs when we get back to the camp. Amber thanked Maire. The two headed back. While Marie put medicine on Amber's wound, they discussed how they felt about their current conditions. Food used to be much easier to find. This led to a discussion about leaving, which much later brought up the subject of the Varden.
Marie
Age:14
Attitude: While Marie distances herself often, she can be very compassionate and understanding. This makes her seem a bit contradictory to others as well as confusing. She is also a quiet thinker, so she is very often in dialogue with Amber. Marie does the best with what she can in any situation. She often puts herself at risk in order to solve a problem, but not unrealistically. Marie rarely displays any kind of ego. She often acts much more casual than others. Sometimes this makes her seem approchable. Those who judge harshly see her as disrespectful instead.
Race: elf
Appearance: She has a small and slim figure. Her eyes are almond shaped and light green in color. Mariie's light brown hair is quite a fitting color for her eyes. Her face is attractive, but not intimidating at all. Rather, she looks "kind."
Weapon- her father's gold rider sword
Dragon- Amber, a bright orange dragon. This is an unusual color, so she is quite noticeable.
History: Before she was born, her father (a rider) died in battle protecting her mother from enemies seeking out known riders. Her mother was killed by a sickness. She had no other relatives, so a rather odd human took care of her. He taught her many things she needed to know. When she was eleven, this man was also lost to her due to his old age. Having no others suitable to be a guardian to her, she distanced herself from people and lived on her own. During he travels, she found a dragon egg that hatched for her. She named her Amber and raised her, but did not interact with the riders. When she was 13 she fought and killed an urgal. This was a major development for her, as it showed Marie that she could fight when she did not trust herself. This led her to seek out the Varden after a time. After the battle with Galbatorix, however, she did not stick with other riders and chose to travel with a friend.
Rp sample:
(wow this is so old and terribly written)
Marie slowly watched the fire blow out from the wind. She was cooking soup. Marie hadn't been able to stop and eat for a while, so it was absolutely necessary she ate.
"Oh, please let this work!" She yelled. "This has happened too much already!"
Calm down, said Amber. Here, I'll help you again. Amber blew a small flame into the pit. The fire sprang up once again.
Thanks. I'm just hungry. I was acting like such a young child.
You're welcome. The soup was done cooking and Marie ate. Then she let the warm broth run down her throat.
"Mmm," Marie was satisfied. "It was great."
I'm glad you ate, Said Amber. Now, I'll go catch my dinner. Amber flew off into the woods to catch herself a small meal. Compared to what she had seen lately, it seemed like a prize.That wasn't enough.
Amber stumbled upon an urgal, which attacked her. Back at their camp, Marie felt pain. She hurried to see what the problem was. When she arrived, the urgal had cut a medium-sized slash in his wing and cut his leg. No, said Amber, don't worry. It is just one who wants a challenge. He only hit me once.
Marie ignored her, and swung her sword at the urgal. She needed practice, and since she was only thirteen, she had at a disadvantage against many enemies. The urgal easily knocked her sword away with his larger weapon. The sword flew out of Marie's hand, out of her reach. Marie was ashamed of her failure. The urgal advanced closer to her. She backed off, moving to her sword. Amber intervened. The urgal was lucky enough to avoid Amber's claws. Marie made it to her sword and tried fighting the enemy again. She landed strikes, and managed to blind him. The urgal yelled. Amber waited a moment before lunging her jaws to take the kill. Amber checked Marie.
Are you alright Marie?
Yes, fine. What about you your leg?
I'll be fine, you're not hurt?
Just a cut. I'll get us herbs when we get back to the camp. Amber thanked Maire. The two headed back. While Marie put medicine on Amber's wound, they discussed how they felt about their current conditions. Food used to be much easier to find. This led to a discussion about leaving, which much later brought up the subject of the Varden.
she is Neutral and a loner. she travels sometimes. Thanks for accepting 
