[OOC] Primitive Tribe RP (name pending)

[The Goblin King]

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ᎧᏒᎥᎶᎥᏁᏕ
ᎧᏒᎥᎶᎥᏁᏕ

The goddess Asakel once walked alone on a barren world with only the stones to keep her company, and she was lonely. To ease her loneliness, she gave life to fragments of her own spirit in the form of animals, and for a time this made her happy. She loved her creations, but they could not talk and think as she did, and eventually she grew lonely once again. She pondered her loneliness for many seasons until she came to a conclusion when she happened upon a baby sparrow which had fallen from its nest. There was little she could do to save it, but before its spirit faded she took it and transformed it into a child. This, Kesuuri, was the first human and the first ancestor. The child grew, and she could think and speak as Asakel did, and the goddess was happy.

Eventually, Kesuuri grew lonely as well, as the only of her kind, and so to ease this Asakel transformed a dying fang cat into a man. This was Darru, the second ancestor. The two fell in love and were married, and had children. Their children grew, and had children of their own, and over time humans spread across the land. Her brother, Jekdurr, the god of death, was greedy and jealous of Asakel's power over the world. From the time she had begun to split off pieces of herself, his servants had begun to claim them secretly as his own. He corrupted the humans into turning against the Mother Goddess, and when their hearts were filled with greed and violence, the vultures, his servants, would devour them and carry their souls to him. Asakel found that she could not watch and care for all humans as she walked among them, and so she rose into the sky and spread her many eyes across it so that she could guide all the many tribes.

We are the descendants of Kesuuri and Darru, and the creations of Asakel the Mother Goddess. However, we must be careful not to fall to the temptations of the trickster god Jekdurr- greed, envy, bloodlust, arrogance- for if we do he will devour our bones and our spirits will be lost forever. Follow the ways of Asakel, provide for your tribe, respect our ancestors, and carefully guard the bones of the dead. These are the stories and teachings we have passed down for generations, from the parents of our parents of our parents, all the way back to the first ancestors. This tribe has lived and flourished and died by these teachings, as will our children. So long as these teachings live on, so will our spirits, until all creatures have returned to Asakel.

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ᗩᏰᎧƲᏖ ᏖᏂᎥᏕ ᏒᎧᏝᏋᎮᏝᗩƔ
ᗩᏰᎧƲᏖ ᏖᏂᎥᏕ ᏒᎧᏝᏋᎮᏝᗩƔ

This roleplay is that of a very primitive hunter-gatherer tribe in some point of prehistory. The setting is roughly Ice Age-ish, with mastodons and cave lions being relatively common sights, and the climate being cold and unforgiving. Any mixture of north American and northern European flora and fauna is appropriate, modern or Ice Age, so long as it fits the overall feeling and tone of the roleplay- this is somewhat of a fantasy, so we're not necessarily going for complete historical accuracy, though it should still fall within the realm of general believability. For the most part, this is a "slice of life" sort of roleplay following the day-to-day lives of the tribe people. However, more intense plots may occur as time goes on, and they may lead to the deaths of characters, from violence, starvation, sickness, or other things. Life is fairly harsh here, after all. So while I will certainly never force someone to kill their character, you should be willing to at least consider killing off some of your characters occasionally for dramatic effect, if it's a death you feel would be a good ending to a character's story.

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ᏒƲᏝᏋᏕ & ᏋӾᎮᏋᑢᏖᗩᏖᎥᎧᏁᏕ
ᏒƲᏝᏋᏕ & ᏋӾᎮᏋᑢᏖᗩᏖᎥᎧᏁᏕ

As mentioned above, this is really meant to be a sort of survival style roleplay, focusing around, yes, the day-to-day lives of the tribe members, but particularly highlighting the hardships that comes with their lifestyle- dealing with the elements, wild animals, starvation, disease, and so on and so forth, in addition to the social struggles that come along with a large group of people living in very, very close quarters and sharing resources. Good and bad things will happen to your characters, so don't be upset when they do have to face hardships, and don't be afraid to play them up with things like having your character get hurt or sick. Though, if you have ideas for more major struggles and plotlines that would affect more than just your character and perhaps a few others in the scene, please run them by me before implementing them. Of course, good things will happen to- romance, discoveries, adventure, and so on- but these should be the high points, the reward for survival, and it should feel like it.

In terms of writing style, this is casual, so you should avoid one-liners. A paragraph or two should be adequate for most things, but try to make sure you're actually contributing to the story with your posts and giving people something their characters can react to. It might be interesting to narrate your character's thoughts and feelings for a long post, but if that's the only thing you write, and your character doesn't do anything, it may be difficult to move forward with an interaction.

On that same note, this tribe is largely a large, extended family- all characters, with very, very few exceptions- will have relatives within the tribe. They'll have friends and rivals and even enemies. So don't be afraid to come up with connections to other characters when you create yours, whether they're kin or just have history together, and these relationships don't always have to be positive. Characters having histories and ties with each other gives them a better basis for having excuses to interact, and in turn colors those interactions, which leads to a more interesting story and a better starting point for new characters. Though it may feel like it at first, this is not meant to be a tribe of strangers, and to a degree you should strive to have it feel like they know each other. So, it's always a good idea to be open to developing backstories together, and looking for ways you can tie your character's history in with others.

Finally, this is somewhat of a world-building roleplay. You don't have to actively contribute to developing the world- operating comfortably within what's already been established is fine- but feel free to expand on the ideas that have been presented as well. Whether in terms of coming up with a new take your character may have on the religion and cultural values of the tribe, more well-defining the geographical area and its landmarks, introducing tidbits of lore and tribe history, or coming up with plot points and struggles, what information has been given is really meant to be more of a starting point which to extrapolate on. The main rules is that the theme is meant to be, as mentioned above, a prehistoric era set in somewhere with similarities to northern North America (for example, Canada or Iceland) and northern Europe (for example, Scandinavia or Russia). Thus, geographical features, flora, fauna, and climate that would seem suitable in those settings around the Stone Age. Similarly, tools, clothing, and architecture that would be found in pre-aggricultural societies is appropriate. Of course, characters may very well make new discoveries and developments in play, but please limit these and keep them realistic- one character is not going to fully invent farming in the span of a month, for example.

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[The Goblin King]

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ᑢƲᏝᏖƲᏒᏋ
ᑢƲᏝᏖƲᏒᏋ

ᏰᏋᏝᎥᏋʄᏕ
ᏰᏋᏝᎥᏋʄᏕ

The people of this tribe worship the Mother Goddess Asakel, She Of A Thousand Eyes, who watches over them from the night sky. They believe that she brought life to the world, and that their souls- and the souls of all animals- are a part of her that will return to her when they die. However, spirits may occasionally be allowed to visit the living, sometimes appearing in the forms of animals or other natural phenomena in times of need. Should they become corrupted by evil, their souls will be cut off from her and instead be stolen by Jekdurr, the Trickster God. Evil spirits may also sometimes visit the living, but seek to corrupt them rather than guide them, and it is the duty of the druids to tell good spirits from bad ones.

The tribepeople believe that a creature's soul resides in its bones, and therefore a way to control it- or other ways for Jekdurr to steal away spirits- is to take possession of its bones. Thus, vultures and other scavengers that feed on bones are thought to be evil minions of Jekdurr. For this reason, members of the tribe are burned when they die, and any pieces of bone left over are crushed to powder and scattered, so that Jekdurr cannot lay claim to their souls. Thus, it is very important to the tribe to be able to retrieve the bodies of their fallen kin and lay them to rest correctly.

Because this belief about bones holds true for regular animals as well, anything made with bone is thought to contain a part of that animal's spirit, and is expected to be treated with respect, or else the spirit- and Asakel, but extension- may be angered. It is important that those who keep objects made of bone- tools, jewelry, and other items- know the story of the animal from which it was made, what it was and how it died. It is also thought that in times of great need, these items may be ritually destroyed in an attempt to summon the spirit of that animal to help by lending their strength and skills, or in other ways. It is important the bones used in this way have been utilized practically; to use bone to create frivolous items, or to hoard them for the express purpose of summoning or controlling their spirits, is seen as disrespectful and even evil.

ᏰᎥᏒᏖᏂ, ᏝᎥʄᏋ, & ᕲᏋᗩᏖᏂ
ᏰᎥᏒᏖᏂ, ᏝᎥʄᏋ, & ᕲᏋᗩᏖᏂ

When a child is born, no one but the parents and druids are to look upon it for three days following its birth. Once it is cleaned, a white mark is painted on its forehead, which is meant to attracted the attention of Asakel and incur her blessing. If the marking fades before the third day, it is seen as a sign of bad luck. After the third day, the longer the mark remains the better fortune the child is thought to have in life. Finally, as the child's third night sets in, if they are still alive and healthy they will be presented to the entire tribe and given their name. If the child is weak, this ceremony may be delayed until the druids feel it is safe. Children are never named and presented until it seems they have a good chance at survival.

Names in the tribe are often short sounds with little or no meaning. They are often named after deceased tribe members, such as grandparents, or else their names may be variations or combinations of their parents' names. However, children may sometimes be given word-names of things their parents like, such as being named after plants or animals. These names are less common, though, and usually only given in honor of a significant event.

Children usually remain with their birth parents for only about six months, during which time a new set of parents are typically relieved of the bulk of their duties so as to bond with the child. After this time, parents do remain in their child's life, but most of their care is turned over to the tribe's firetenders, so that the parents may return to their usual duties. Children begin learning about the different roles they may take in the tribe from a young age, and begin light training at about 10. However, it isn't until 13 that they are to choose once and for all what role they want to pursue and master. From this point on, they are considered an apprentice and will spend most of their time with people from that group. While all members of a particular role are encouraged to help teach an apprentice, they often gravitate towards two or three people in particular who help them teach the skills they need, often (but not always) a parent or other close relative. An apprentice is usually considered adept when they reach about the age of 17, true adulthood, and no longer need supervision to perform their duties.

When a child reaches six years of age, the shapers of the tribe will begin carving a totem out of stone for the child. It may take many shapes, but usually comes in the form of a rounded pillar which is carved with natural or abstract patterns, and generally given a simple face as well. This totem is blessed by the druids and presented ceremonially to the child when they reach 17, is symbol that they are now and adult and their fate is being put in their hands. From here, the child may continue to carve, paint, and otherwise manipulate their own totem. Because of the work and care that go into them, and their uniqueness, this is often considered the most valuable and symbolically important object a tribe member might possess. Because their bodies are burned when they die and leave no grave, this is also the method by which those after them remember them, and is thought to help guide their souls back to the tribe in times when they need their help and wisdom.

Eventually, most members of the tribe do choose to marry. Because the tribe is largely communal, marriage is not about controlling inheritance, possessions, or reproduction, but is rather looked at as a permanent bonding of souls together. It is highly sacred and not to be taken lightly. Therefore are no consequences to having children out of wedlock, so long as they are loved and cared for, and plenty of tribe people do choose to have romantic relationships without the promise of marriage. Similarly, marriage between people of the same sex is not frowned upon, because it is an act of spiritual love and dedication rather than the expectation of producing children. It is also not an intrinsic promise to be monogamous (though it may be- that is to be decided between the couple themselves). Rather, it is a demonstration that two people feel so strongly connected to one another that they feel their very souls should be bound together in life and death. In rare circumstances, those feelings may even be platonic- they just have to be very, very strong. To propose, a person will gift their life totem to the person they wish to marry, by any method they choose. If the love interest wishes to say yes, they will in turn give the proposer their own life totem. The exchanging of totems is a symbol that they trust each other with not only their lives, but their souls. If the answer is no, the original totem will simply be returned to its owner.

Weddings themselves always take place on clear new moon nights, when the stars- Asakel's eyes- are not dimmed by the moon or any other light. From the night before, no one except the immediate kin (parents, siblings, and children) of the betrothed may visit them, not even each other. During this time, the family will spend time painting intricate designs and patterns across the person's body in a chosen color (shared by both betrothed). A bonfire is lit at dusk, and will not be fed for the rest of the night. The tribe will sing, dance, and eat as the fire burns out, and only once darkness has fallen may the betrothed coupled emerge, cloaked entirely in white furs, and their face covered by a mask. They may not acknowledge each other. They may acknowledge others in the tribe, but may not speak. When the fire burns down to embers, only then may they remove as many of the pelts as they feel comfortable with (up to becoming entirely naked if they so choose) to reveal the designs on their body, and acknowledge each other by joining hands. Though they may touch, they still may not speak until they join hands and the druids connect the lines on their hands and arms together to form one unbroken pattern. At this point, the ritual is considered complete and they are as one, and may once again speak.

Finally, the last important milestone in any tribe member's life is that of their death. Their body is returned to the village, cleaned by the druids and prepared for cremation by the deceased's close kin and friends, which may include leaving important items (including their totem) with the body and painting designs on it. The body is then shrouded in the pelt of a white mastodon, a relic that has been passed down through the generations and is painted with many symbols to ward off Jekdurr, and carried to the top of the highest hill in the area, the rocky peak known as the Overlook. The person closest to them, usually their spouse, is the one to carry a lit torch from the village to the Overlook, where the body is placed upon a pre-prepared pyre. There, when the body is unshrouded, other tribemates will cover the body in flowers, feathers, and other last gifts. Finally, the pyre is lit. The druids are expected to remain until the body has burned to nothing but ash. They will ensure that any shards of bone left are reduced to powder and scattered, and then they will remove the soot-stained totem and place it in the Cave of Ancestors.

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ᏒᎧᏝᏋᏕ & ᏂᏋᎥᏒᗩᏒᑢᏂƔ
ᏒᎧᏝᏋᏕ & ᏂᏋᎥᏒᗩᏒᑢᏂƔ

Chieftain: The role of chieftain is a hereditary position passed down from parent to child (though never from chieftain to spouse). The chieftain is meant to guide the tribe in day-to-day activities and struggles, provide wisdom, as well as make final decisions on major events such as when to go to war or when to cast a person out. However, they don't do this alone; rather, they also seek the insight and wisdom of the druids, as well as the elder members of the tribe. Though the tribe is not expected to follow the chieftain without question, they are expected to be respectful and generally obedient (though if they feel something is a bad idea or unfair, they are certainly permitted to say so, but they are expected to follow final decisions). If a chieftain is no longer fit to lead, due to health, personality, or other circumstances, it is up to the druids to remove them from power. Similarly, it is the druids' role to decide which of a chieftain's offspring is most suited to take their place.

Druids: Druids are the spiritual leaders of the tribe, as well as their healers. They make use of the limited medicinal plants and practices that the tribe has access to, and also use their faith to (supposedly) help heal their tribemates. They are meant to be wise in spiritual and moral matters, as well as matters of fate, and tribe members may seek their help in personal issues both minor and major. The druids, in turn, may consult the spirits with rituals and divination to help guide their tribemates to the correct answer. While there may be multiple druids in a tribe, there are almost never more than three. Druids do not choose to become druids, but rather are chosen from infancy by the druids before them, usually for physical abnormalities (such as an extra finger, strange birthmarks, or differently-colored eyes, or even things that are more significant, but survivable) or else unusual circumstances around their birth (such as being born during an unusually severe storm). Rarely, there may be things that mark a person as a future druid later on, during childhood or (very, very rarely) during early adolescence, but never as an adult.

Firetenders: Firetenders are people who serve the needs of the village by doing cooking, cleaning, looking after children, making sure fires stay lit (thus their name), and any multitude of other small tasks needed to keep the village kept and make sure others can keep performing their duties smoothly. Most of the people fulfilling this role are elders, people who have lived long enough that they feel their bodies are beginning to- or will soon begin to- fail them in ways that mean they can no longer comfortably or safely perform their previous role. However, this may also be a way for people who would be otherwise unable to perform more difficult work to serve the tribe, such as people who have been injured or suffer from chronic illnesses.

Hunters: Just as the name suggests, hunters are the people who venture out into the wilderness to hunt and trap animals for supplies and food. Though they may employ a number of different methods to catch their prey according to their strengths and skills, all hunters are at least relatively physically fit, strong, and adept at moving confidently and stealthily through the forest. All are trained with some sort of weapon, be it a spear, knife, or bow, and all know how to identify, track, kill, and clean game. These are also the tribe members who generally serve as warriors when it comes to conflict with beasts or- very rarely- other tribes, though they are not the only tribe members who are ever able to use weapons. While it is probably the most prestigious role, it is also the most dangerous, and very, very few hunters live to become firetenders instead.

Seekers: Seekers are people who gather materials for the tribe, whether food or items to be used in crafting, or medicinal herbs and other religious items. They must have a good eye and memory; they may not know what everything is used for, but they sure as hell know what it is, how to identify it, and where to find it. It is probably considered one of the least prestigious roles, since it mostly involves a lot of walking around and picking things up, but that makes it no less important. In fact, their in-depth knowledge of the landscape and what's in it can prove invaluable even to the most skilled of hunters at the most unlikely of times. It's also a very good role for people who like to explore but aren't so fond of the thrill of the chase, as it were.

Shapers: These are the crafters of the tribe, who use the materials gathered by hunters and seekers to make into useful items- such as tools, clothing, or baskets- for use by the tribe. Though all shapers know the basics of how to create most items, many have different specialties; one may be a master of creating tools but know little about creating clothing, while another may be adept at building and maintaining structures and know nothing of basket weaving. Thus, shaper is a very broad term to describe any crafter, but many do tend to be a little more specific in describing their exact specialty.

Children: Any person under the age of 13.

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[The Goblin King]

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ᏒᏋᎶᎥᎧᏁ
ᏒᏋᎶᎥᎧᏁ

Live Version

The tribe lives at the edge of a river which flows from the mountains, protected by rolling hills and forests. Much of the surrounding area is covered in pine forests, but to the southwest is open tundra. Beyond that, in the west, is open sea. In the north and west, the hills turn to tall, snow-capped mountains, where the tribe rarely venture due to the dangers of the cold and wild animals. Within what they consider their own land, there are several landmarks. The most important of these, obviously, is the village. Just southwest, about a 20 minute walk away, is the overlook, a large, rocky hill that juts out to a cliff. To the east, about an hour's walk away, is the Cave of Ancestors, a large cave near the base of one of the mountains. Far to the south, across a good stretch of tundra and a couple hours' walk, are the Geyser Pools. These are shallow pools of water left behind by the geysers that spray here, coated with colorful minerals to make the pools look different colors. It is a good place to find brightly colored rocks and clays for paints and dyes, and is also a good place to bathe, since the water is always so warm. However, one has to be careful not to be sprayed by the boiling water from an erupting geyser. There is a small stream that flows west out of the pools and to the ocean. Farther south than that are a set of cliffs overlooking the sea. Part of them has jagged rocks at the bottom, and it's generally a good plan to steer clear of the cliffs altogether. [more landmarks to be added as we go]

There are other tribes that live nearby, but they are a distance away and very rarely make contact. When groups of seekers or hunters do encounter other tribes, the encounters are usually friendly, but there have been times of conflict in the past.

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ᏉᎥᏝᏝᗩᎶᏋ
ᏉᎥᏝᏝᗩᎶᏋ

Live Version

The village itself is actually not particularly large, consisting of a hodgepodge of hide tends and very simple wood, stone, and clay buildings. The village is surrounded by a very simple barrier that amounts to little more than wooden poles stuck upright in the ground, to help deter wild animals that would otherwise try to scavenge in the village. The river shore is on the west side of the village, providing both drinking water and a pleasant place for leisure, although young children are typically warned not to go near the river without supervision. The largest huts, those of the druids and the chieftain, at the northern edge of the village, and along with the crafting and storage shelters, surround an open area that also contains the tribe's main bonfire. Though other people often keep smaller fires in or around their own homes, this tends to be the main gathering and production place of the tribe.

Both the druids' tend and the chieftain's hut are also considered communal locations, despite also being personal dwellings. Both of these structures have open front rooms where people may freely come and go when seeking the help of the druids or chieftain, with smaller "rooms" blocked off by pelts, which are the private spaces of those who live there. The chieftain's hut, in particular, is quite large and tends to be an important gathering space when the weather is too poor to have village meetings by the bonfire, as it can fit most of the tribespeople (somewhat uncomfortably) within its walls.

There is no wealth distinction between those who live in the primitive huts and those that live in the tents. Both types of structures have their merits and disadvantages, and it tends to be more a matter of a family's preference. Though the village is largely communal, people do take ownership of their own spaces, and kin typically live together in one structure. It is considered quite rude to enter a home where you do not live without invitation, and there is a concept of theft. However, though there is a degree of ownership, it is considered unethical to hoard important things to oneself, such as tools that are widely needed by many people, or more food than one could reasonably eat in a short period of time. Things like personal weapons, jewelry, clothing, and some small stockpile of food is typical.

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[Akayaofthemoon]

@The Goblin King@AjaxNightshade

I think you guys are posting in the wrong section. Just as a heads up.

[The Goblin King]

You are probably correct lol.

[Potemking]

@The Goblin King

Hello! Akaya made me aware of this RP and I thought I'd throw in a character or two to see how this goes.

My first character is pretty young, but I may bring in a second character that's older. Also family ties that don't get covered I can simply fill in with NPC's, I'm guessing? (Parents, specifically) I left the history pretty vauge as to not miss any possibilities for relationships across the tribe, though if there's any particular issue with the CS that you see, let me know.

Quick Mind, Quick Feet, Short Legs

NAME

Killik

AGE

15

GENDER

Male

ROLE

Apprentice Hunter

Appearance

Standing at 5'1", Killik is notably short. His amber-colored body is well-toned due to growing up as a rowdy child, and his training to be a hunter for his people. Despite the stature, he stands straight, and along with his expression it carries his confidence. His black hair is shoulder-length, and is almost always seen in a ponytail tied by torn vines aside from moments such as bathing. His attire was the result of his own hunts, gray wolf pelts gracing his small upper and lower body in a warm embrace, allowing Killik to carry the memories of his successful hunts with him.

PERSONALITY

Killik is a very confident individual; Eager to prove himself as well as a bit of a show off, and willing to put himself forward in any situation. Often judged harshly for his childish antics and thrill-seeking, he's easily bored roaming around the village and tends to go find trouble instead of waiting for it to come towards him. Despite being so eager to jump into danger, he doesn't do so as recklessly as one might think: Underneath the young man's antics he's a surprisingly quick thinker. Where the average man would still be considering their method of attack, Killik would have already decided his optimal position and prepared his ambush.

In his community, Killik is an extremely helpful youth despite his occasional annoyances: Always wanting to keep busy, he'll run errands, make deliveries, fetch things from the wilderness. But when he has nothing to do, he can be caught occasionally causing minor trouble for others, to make himself laugh. He would never do anything to harm his family, but poking at them from time to time amuses him. When it comes to other youths like himself, Killik is often competitive but friendly. He likes occasionally helping teach the children, but is a bad influence on them depending on who you ask. He would put his life on the line to assure their safety, though that would go for just about anyone he knows.

SPECIAL SKILLS

Killik's small but extremely agile and stealthy. Combined with his wits, he is perfect for hunting fast prey and creatures that would be highly alert. His ability to quickly make decisions while scanning a situation makes him competent when it comes to larger prey or even other people as well, setting traps and making distractions or even covering his scent to take advantage of his targets. A prodigy, explaining his large amount of confidence out in the wild.

At home, Killik doesn't make his worth with particular talents: Instead just making sure things get from point A to point B without hassle. He offers himself in a surprisingly small and humble role to ensure things go smoothly when possible, though claims to simply do it out of boredom because it's more productive than throwing stones into the lake.

HISTORY

When Killik was born, his survival wasn't assured. No birth really is, but he was quite small and appeared weak in the eyes of those watching over him. He had spent his first ten days being heavily watched over with uncertainty, his mark lasting nearly six of them and some would claim that was the sign that he was blessed to live for one purpose or another. Even after being revealed and named, he was treated with care as an infant given his exceptionally vulnerable appearance, but to the surprise of many he made it through perfectly healthy.

As he aged, the only strange thing about the child was his height. Compared to other males his age, he was shorter; He lacked mass compared to them but never let it get him down. He was a curious child but a quick learner; The firetenders had no issues with him aside from the occasional case of him getting distracted. When he put his mind to a task, he could execute it. When being a troublemaker, some of the adults even had issue keeping up with the boy, as he used his speed and size to scramble through places adults couldn't, and hid until he thought it was safe. He'd get in trouble once he came out, of course, but it didn't change the fact that he still escaped their grasp on multiple occasions.

Having not been physically blessed, the firetenders were worried about his eagerness to hunt. He was told with his body that they referred to as 'feeble' he should look into taking another role, but he refused and was insulted by their words. Where others were naturally gifted, he trained his body to be as strong as he could make it: Exercise, and eating the biggest juicy bugs he could find. He honed his skills; His improved strength aiding in his aim with a throwing spear, and his agility aiding with keeping up in hand-to-hand combat. All that running and hiding when he was younger evolved into the ability to easily traverse rough terrain and stealth. He proved himself worthy of becoming an apprentice hunter, and at age 13 that apprenticeship truly started.

His hunting skills required fine-tuning, but by learning from those around him and adapting those teachings into a method that worked in his mind, he greatly improved in his first two years of apprenticeship. He needed to keep his personality in check, but the skill was there. Now in his third year of apprenticeship, he'd surely only improve further as he made his way towards full-adulthood. Though if his thrill-seeker attitude or the harsh realities of life got him into too much trouble before then... Then that was just how life intended it to be.

RELATIONSHIPS

Pending. (Family, Friends, Mentors & Rivals being accepted by playerbase)

OTHER

May add things here, we'll see.

[AjaxNightshade]

@The Goblin King

I am pretty new at this, so I didn't know exactly where to post to get approval for my character. I will just post here for now.

Kachiro: Hunter

Name: Kachiro
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Role: Hunter

Appearance: Kachiro is scrawny and thin, with a build more akin to a seeker than a hunter. He stands straight at 6'2", but he slouches slightly, so this is hard to discern. He has wiry limbs, long legs, and spindly fingers, good for running and climbing. Kachiro has long chestnut hair framing an ovular face, with tan skin and bronze eyes. He has slight stubble decorating his cheeks and jaw. There are three long scars across his chest from a cougar that he killed during his apprenticeship. He now wears its pelt as a cloak, along with pants from rabbit and raccoon skins and light sandals made from grass, wood, and bits of fur. He carries his spear with him, with a bundle of his throwing spears secured with twine to his back.

Personality Traits: Kachiro is quiet, confident, and cunning. As a hunter, he likes exploring and ambushing small animals, and in conversation, he does much the same thing. He is clever and skilled in conversation and rhetoric. He is quite introverted, enjoying solo hunting trips and spending time by himself. Kachiro is open to romantic relationships, but is aware that the closer in family you are with your mate, the more likely the children will be druids (genetically abnormal). He respects druids as a whole for what they do for the tribe, but doesn't want his children to become druids themselves, as he wants to maintain a close parental bond within the customs of the tribe. Kachiro places importance on customs and the culture of the tribe, and enjoys the ceremonies and rituals the tribe does. He admires his uncle, and his father. His mother, Kaa, passed away due to post-childbirth illness. His father, Chiro, after becoming to old to maintain his hunter duties, became a firetender, and Kachiro makes an effort to spend time with him.

Special Skills: Kachiro has sharp eyes and a good sense of balance. He is not very physically strong, but is quite agile, both in intellect and in movement. He is good at setting traps and ambushes, and is adept at using both his stabbing spear. He enjoys using his throwing spears, long thin lances of cedar whittled to a point, and has brought down deer with them before.

History: Kachiro was a quiet child. He was dutiful, always listening to the firetenders and providing help where he could. He liked to mimic certain words and phrases that the firetenders and adults of the tribe used, leading him to speak like an adult. He was always clever, though not necessarily mainipulative; he dislikes tricking other people, and has always disliked bullying, even when he was with the firetenders.

Ever since Kachiro saw his father use a spear alongside Chief Magura to kill a bear, he was enamoured by it; its simplicity, its duality, and its elegance. He knew he wanted to use a spear, so with that goal in mind, he trained. He trained tirelessly with whatever sticks he could find, and asked his father for help whenever he could. When he became old enough, he apprenticed as a hunter, and learned how to use traps. Still, he trained, and by 17, the hunters decided he was good enough to be taken on a journey.

The reason for the journey was simple: a cougar was killing game and stealing food from the hunters. It was fast and strong, and Chief Magura wanted it dead. So Kachiro, Chiro, and a few others set out. The journey was not long, but it was the dead of winter, and when night came the air was deathly cold. Kachiro sat shivering with his father and the other hunters, and decided he had to urinate. He went some way into the woods, but in doing so he came face to face with the very same cougar that they were set to track down! Knowing from his father that running away was useless, Kachiro picked up his spear and got ready.

The fight was gruesome. Kachiro managed to land several glancing blows, and had pierced the cougar's ribcage. However, Kachiro was not entirely unscathed, as the cougar managed to land a long blow across his chest that bled quite heavily. Woozy from blood loss and knowing that this was last chance, Kachiro rammed his spear through the cougar's mouth, then passed out. Upon regaining consciousness, he found that he had successfully killed the cougar, and that he had survived, although by a thread; the other hunters managed to apply enough snow and ice to staunch the bleeding so Kachiro could be brought back to the tribe. This was thought of as a miracle.

Following his fight, Kachiro had the shapers make the cougar's hide into a cloak. After becoming a full hunter, Kachiro finally became satisfied with his spear skills. Since he accomplished that goal, he is looking for another one.

Relationships: Nephew of Magura, son of Chiro and the late Kaa

Other: His five-foot long spear is hewn from heavy oak, with a slightly crystalline rock filed to a sharp edge affixed to one end. He also has throwing lances, two feet long, which he throws by hand. He carries a bundle of twine a few especially sharp rocks with him, in a small hide bag.

Kachiro is interested in teaching Killik how to set traps for small game as a hunter. Killik peaked his interest, after seeing him use a spear.

[The Goblin King]

Looks good! In terms of character ties, maybe he could be Magura's son? Just the idea of Magura being a massive man and renowned hunter having this tiny son and everyone being like "ehhhh idk if he can be a hunter" and then him ALSO being really good seems cool. Also that prankster, kind of cocky personality seems like something that would be appropriate for the son of a chieftain lol. But only if you feel like that would fit with the character. Either way, he's definitely approved.

Edit: That was directed at @Potemking. Looking over @AjaxNightshade's now.

Edit2: I also really like Kachiro! As a side note, I feel like he definitely would have something made from the cougar's bone left over, maybe just a little skinning knife or something like that. Sounds like it was a pretty special kill, so definitely something they would use the bones of in case they need to "borrow its strength" later on at some point.

As for where to put it, you can probably just edit the form into one of your posts in the characters tab.

[AjaxNightshade]

I am assuming that is for Killik, right?

Edit: Ok, this was addressed.

[The Goblin King]

As a side note, I feel like Kachiro and Tsuka definitely need to become friends lmao.

[Potemking]

Looks good! In terms of character ties, maybe he could be Magura's son? Just the idea of Magura being a massive man and renowned hunter having this tiny son and everyone being like "ehhhh idk if he can be a hunter" and then him ALSO being really good seems cool. Also that prankster, kind of cocky personality seems like something that would be appropriate for the son of a chieftain lol. But only if you feel like that would fit with the character. Either way, he's definitely approved.

@The Goblin King

He could be! Being Magura's son would definitely support Killik's desires to hunt for the tribe instead of taking another role. Hearing the stories of his hunts and wanting to one day claim large prey like his father. Possibly a few changes would be in order; Appearance could potentially be explained by the mother, though the name could change to adapt a partial bonding between Magura and the mother's name, whatever that would be. Or would Magura want to name his son something specific? Perhaps something to reflect his small size even as a newborn, or perhaps just something he considers fitting for the cheiftain's son. Changes can definitely be made to fit this together better.

Appreciate the approval, though. I'll be working on another full character at some point before we start, but I'd rather see what people are doing first so we don't end up with too much overlap. Gotta get that variety in.

[The Goblin King]

Names aren't always based on the parents', so if you felt like you wanted to change it to reflect Magura's and the mother's you certainly could, but it's not strictly necessary. The only particularly meaningful name I could think Magura might give him could be naming him after an animal that's thought to be strong (like Bear or Ox) as sort of a "to give him strength" thing, but if you wanted to keep his name AND have it be meaningful, he could also be named after a deceased family member, like one of his parents' parents, or siblings, or something of that nature.

[Potemking]

but if you wanted to keep his name AND have it be meaningful, he could also be named after a deceased family member, like one of his parents' parents, or siblings, or something of that nature.

@The Goblin King

Might just go with it being a grandparent's name then, for the simplicity of it.

Though the idea of him being named after a bear and people insulting him by saying "You look more like a cub to me" is almost too hilarious to pass up, heheh.

[The Goblin King]

That would be hilarious lmao. Though someone could still nickname him "cub" as kind of a teasing insult, even though it doesn't directly have anything to do with his name.

As a side note, I feel like I do need to come up with a catchier name for the rp as a whole more than just "primitive tribe," buuuuut I think in terms of what the tribe's name is as far as what they call themselves is actually something that the characters can decide over the course of the roleplay. Like, at the moment their interaction with most other tribes has been brief and distant so they really haven't needed a name to "set them apart," but eventually that may change and they have to decide what to call themselves as a people. Which could be a cool thing of them eventually forming an identity for themselves as a culture as time goes on.

But I still need to think of something better to call the roleplay lol.

[Potemking]

@The Goblin King

made some minor edits in the history about Magura and added him to relations, but Killik is in the Char tab now.

Once I get around to crafting a second character they will... Ironically enough probably be a shaper.

[pintofwhiskey]

I keep getting kicked off of the computer, but I'll have my character done by tomorrow

[Akayaofthemoon]

@The Goblin King

Sorry this took so long! Here are the two profiles.

Xaiel: Druid

Name: Xaiel

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Role: Druid (Former Hunter)

Appearance: Xaiel stands at approximately 5’7, most of her height coming from long limbs, toned with lean muscles after years of training. Her lithe form resembles that of a dancer with a delicate curve to her waist. She walks with grace, as if gliding across the ground and always is one to stand in confidence with a straight posture. A few noticeable claw marks run across from one of her shoulder blades and further into her back in a diangle pattern but she wears it with pride. Her face is a heart shape with eyes so dark brown that the iris gets lost in some areas of lighting, full rosy lips, and skin like that of a painted horse, the caramel tone that dominates most of her skin spotted with white to give her quite a unique look to gaze upon. The most noticeable variance of her appearance though is the fact that half of her waist length tresses are dark as ebony and the other half, pale platinum that seems to take on a silvery tone. Xaiel will often keep her hair flowing as is but every now and then she will split it into two separate braids or will add in multiple small braids decorated with different beads as well as feathers. She doesn’t care what kind of pelt she wears as long as the fur is soft since her skin is slightly sensitive in certain areas since the patterned spots appeared on her skin which is why she tends to lean to those of rabbits or the larger cats of the forest. It is also because of her skin sensitivity that she will wear body paint of different colors now and then as that seems to help against the sun.

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Personality Traits: Xaiel is the kind of woman that always seems to be there when someone needs a person to lend an ear or a shoulder to cry on. She is very loyal and protective of her friends and those she views as her makeshift family. She is soft-spoken and caring to those around her which would make most think she is not cut out to be a fighter but that image of her will change rather quickly if someone gets on her bad side. She is known for having a sharp tongue and will cut you down to size flawlessly with her words if it is deserved. She won’t mind taking physical action if it comes to that but she has tried to get control of her fiery temper.

She can seem shy or nervous with crowds sometimes but this is mostly due to the new position within the tribe. She hates failure and is determined to prove herself in her new assignment just like in her old one. She obviously has insecurities but she knows that sometimes you have to keep moving forward to rise above those problems. Those that know her on a personal level then find that she is fearless and is willingly spontaneous on the fly. She is happy to give her input freely and always open to change, rolling with the punches of life.

Special Skills: She is incredibly flexible and agile, with fast reflexes. What she lacks in brute force, she makes up for with cunning tactics and quick thinking. She used to be particularly good at setting traps or even being the bait to lead the creature into one. She was also pretty skilled at fishing, having enough patience and practice to get multiples with ease. The sudden change in her life and adjustment to her new role, has proven that she is actually a successful healer of the physical form instead of the emotional. She can give advice but it doesn’t come as easily and naturally.

History: She was born in the time of year where the leaves are alight with dazzling color, under a moonless starry night. Unfortunately, the blessed evening was drowned in sorrow as her mother’s spirit passed on while trying to deliver her twin brother, the first birth having been too much of a struggle for the first time mother, her body not being able to handle it. During the three nights following their birth, only the Druids were present, the twins father having made a fatal mistake of wandering too far from the hunting group and was slayed in his prime before he even had a chance to know that he would be a father. The Druids watched as her brother’s mark faded after the first night and the boy becoming more fragile as time passed, whereas Xaiel continued to stay strong. It was decided on the third night that she would be presented to the entire tribe and given a name while her brother would remain behind.

The days passed, the Druids ever hopeful but it was not enough and on the seventh day, her brother had joined the rest of her family. Orphaned, Xaiel was instantly placed in the Firetenders hands instead of bonding with her parents or family members as one usually did. This did not last long however as a couple came forward, having only lost their own daughter a few weeks before and deciding to take her in as their own. They bonded with her and made sure to tell her about the two people that had brought her into this world so she would know where she came from. Under the Firetenders and her adoptive famiy’s care, she flourished. She took the knowledge she was given, soaking it up like a sponge. She tried not to cause them too much trouble though she found herself to be a bit stubborn everyone once and awhile. The years passed and when it came time for her to pick an apprenticeship, she had gone for being a hunter like her birth father before her, much to the worry of her adoptive parents.

She had debated on many of the roles leading up to her 13th year of birth, from being a Shaper like her father, building homes or finding something to craft but she had never felt very creative as he was. Jahal could just look at an empty spot and envision what to create or build exactly what someone needed before they realized it was necessary. Tinkering came naturally to him and she couldn’t see herself succeeding. It was then that she thought like being like her mother, Maati, exploring the land and assisting the tribe with all the goods they managed to scavenge on their trips or updating the maps of the area as times changed. It had been far more tempting than being a Shaper but it still had not called to her as strongly. Xaiel has the greatest urge to protect and while the other jobs do the same thing in a different manner, she wanted to be with the hunters. Fighting to keep everyone else protected and fed or defending those weaker than herself even if it meant brute force. The thought of building traps, coming up with solutions like a puzzle was thrilling. It was all she ever thought of doing.

The years passed and she proved herself to be quite skilled, easily joining into the fold with the other hunters in the group. Endless days of learning to track, trap, provide , and protect awaited her and she loved every second. Everything felt perfect and for a time, it was. It was when she reached the age 15, that she earned the worst wound that had ever been inflicted on her by an animal. Xaiel took an attack from a Saber-Tooth, protecting one of her fellow hunters from a sudden attack. The creature's claws would have slashed at his throat from where he stood frozen in terror so instead, she had quickly shoved him back and curled protectively into herself, as well as around him. She knew she wouldn’t have enough time to attack or run so she did what was best to save another. It had been searing pain and if it wasn’t for the adults jumping in quickly to attack and defend, it probably would have been her death.

Xaiel had fought through the pain, running on pure adrenaline and assisting her group to the very end even though they had told her to stay back due to the injury. She had been stubborn and angry, not wanting to give up or retreat like a coward. She had been the one to make the final landing blow before passing out. It had been a long time before she had been healed enough to be without the Druids care or constant hovering and even longer before she was able to get back into the hunt. Those had to be the worst days of her young life. The only thing that has made it a little better, was the creature's pelt that had been gifted to her and to this day is one of her favorites. Things settled down for her after that time, no problems arising until a year later. It hadn’t even registered to her at first, just some simple pale spots on her hands and a bit on her feet. She passed it off as nothing, skin changes all the time and new marks appear so nothing to worry about. It grew into a much greater issue the more it spread, spots of her hair slowly changing color and what was just a bit on her hands and feet were now noticed on her arms, legs and face.

It was when these larger changes started happening that she was sat down to explain the change in her role. It was rare to be chosen not as a Druid later in life but it was hard to deny their choice. Only a few were granted this honor and she wasn’t one to turn down something so important. It was certainly a large change and one that felt out of place for her. She faltered a lot in the beginning, leaning on others for support as she pushed to learn and be better. She found herself missing her old role but at the same time, there were things she really enjoyed doing with her new role. Xaiel liked healing people, supporting them and listening to them while trying to provide advice. Slowly, things didn’t feel so strange and her life moved on. It felt like this was actually the place she belonged to.

Relationships:
Parents = Xaria + Cahiel
(Adoptive Parents) = Maati + Jahal

| Open to more relationships |

Other:
Loves the rain and snow. She can often be seen dancing or playing in it

| Will add more as I think of it |

Thrinn: Apprentice Seeker

Name: Thrinn

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Role: Apprentice Seeker

Appearance: Thrinn is the pure definition of what one would call small, standing only at a short 4’11. She has a pear shaped form to her body, legs starting to become shapely with all the walking she performs, but her arms while they don’t appear very strong are actually quite the opposite and are probably stronger than her legs at this point. She has what most would call baby-faced with her large doe-like eyes colored a honey amber brown, thick lips, and relatively short nose. Her chestnut skin dusted with dark freckles across her nose and shoulders. She can’t stand long hair as her curls end up a tangled mess so she keeps it cut short. She doesn’t mind what kind of furs she wears, just as long as she can move easily in them.

Personality Traits: Inside her chest beats the heart of an adventurer and thrill seeker. Thrinn is always prepared to test her limits and try something new, maybe even something no one has thought of before. She is always running about, trying to be there for others and provide them with the exact thing they need to complete a task, if it is within her power to do so. She’s a very sweet and carefree girl but she does tend to have a bit of a streak in curiosity and troublemaking. Unfortunately, this also means she is likely to flood people with never ending questions about everything, always wanting to find the answers and explore. This tends to get her into trouble as she will listen in or sneak around where she shouldn’t be. She likes a good challenge and to create a little mischief since she believes it keeps you on your toes. She would never purposely harm someone or cause them danger with her fun though. Her gentle heart gives her the strength to always trust in people's good intentions, so she does not bear a grudge towards anyone who has wronged her. This isn’t to say that she is a total push over though as she has no problem picking a fight or standing up for herself.

Special Skills: She has a sharp mind and nimble fingers. She probably could have become a Shaper with ease but the freedom to explore was too great a call. Her petite stature makes it easy to get into places most can’t and she is very adept at climbing and even knowing which vines are safe to swing on. She also has good endurance, able to cross large areas of land without having to stop as often even though she has short legs. She also is very good at identifying different plant life and those that are helpful or poisonous.

History: Thrinn was born in the middle of spring, a product of the deep love her parents shared. The years following her birth went smoothly, both of them giving her all the attention and love they could even though duty called them now and then just like any other parent. She grew, being a normal carefree toddler and learning to make friends while the Firefenders watched over her. It was unfortunate that in the earliest years of her life, her father had been slayed by what was suspected to be a dire wolf or possibly a pack. She has very little to no memories of that time but she later came to understand that her mother lost a piece of herself with his death. She hadn’t changed towards Thrinn, giving more than enough love for two but she could still see the sadness in her mother’s eyes even at her very young age. It was the way she often asked for hugs, trying to chase away the sadness even if for a moment. She knew that her mama was strong but that never stopped Thrinn from worrying. That even holds true to this very day.

Life doesn’t miss a beat though, continuing on as it does. Thrinn went from precocious scamp to an adventurous child, roping her friends into joining on exploration and fun. She always seemed to be moving, energetic and having trouble keeping in line. She was sharp as tack though, soaking up as much information as the Firetenders were willing to provide. It still didn’t stop her from doing small pranks or being where she didn’t belong. Her short stature and climbing skills helped her get away, that is until they got her mama involved. She loves her but it was never wise to get on her mama’s bad side. This is usually where puppy dog eyes came in handy but she seemed to be more resistant to them than most. There were not really many moments that made her stand out from the rest of the tribe but to her, it didn’t matter. She knew that one day she would make her mark and do something amazing.

She just couldn’t wait for the day she turned 13, already knowing exactly what she wanted to do. It was the biggest stepping stone to achieve her dream but she is not foolish enough to dismiss the wise teaching of her elders and try to go it alone. It seemed like time moved so slow getting to that day but when it did, she picked Seeker and loved every second of advanced learning that she didn’t get with the Firetenders. The only part that was a little unfortunate is that everyone else she was around growing up had also moved on to their own apprenticeship which means less time together. Two years flew by, giving her more adventure than she could hope for and proving she has a natural gift.

Relationships:
Parents = Agleth + Rinn
Friend = Killik

| Open for more relations |

Other:
Thrinn’s dream is to journey even further than their maps, to find new things and gain even more knowledge

| Will add more as I think of it |

[Potemking]

@The Goblin King

Had to sort a few things out with Akaya on this one, but my Shaper is ready for you to look over.

The Craftswoman

NAME

Agleth

AGE

39

GENDER

Female

ROLE

Shaper

Appearance

Agleth stands at 5'5", and is a very stocky woman. She appears as if she could wrestle down most men in the village with her thick but muscly physique, notably big boned and bulky making some refer to her as a small bear or equally terrifying beasts. She has dark hair that curls as it grows out, and to keep it from being messy or getting into her face as she works, she keeps it very short. Above her large brown-colored eyes lay two thick eyebrows that help express her emotions, her face having a slight meaty chubbiness to it like a babyface except constantly covered in dirt or something else equally filthy. She has a small nose and similar lips, freckles dotting her chestnut-colored face. Agleth prefers to make her own attire, but usually just goes for something that is a bit bigger than she is for comfort. Anyone that wants to fight her on her using supplies this way definitely can.

PERSONALITY

Agleth isn't a bad woman persay; She's usually pretty chummy if not a tad on the free-speaking side. She's the type that doesn't have a filter, tends to say what she wants, and then will happily fight you if you get upset about it. Years of being judged by her own father for not being a man and treating her poorly for it has led her down a rather aggressive and tempermental path: Making demands of her is the easiest way to attract her anger and she'll relentlessly snarl and lecture until she thinks you've heard enough.

Agleth is an extremely protective person; Of her friends, but especially her blood. Her daughter is a prized jewel in the tribe in her eyes, and while she isn't safe from lectures, they come less out of actual anger and more out of fear for her safety. She isn't afraid to interrogate the youths too close to her daughter for the sake of wanting her safe; But knows that she can take care of herself and has to make her own judgement on individuals. Anyone who dares to cross boundaries and cause harm can expect Agleth to legitimately attempt to snap them in half; The woman relentlessly violent in retort to threats to her tribe as she takes no nonsense from outsiders.

That part of her terrifies even the men in the tribe; Knowing that if Agleth says something, she's willing to go through with it. Surprisingly blunt yet enthusiastic, you can't ever tell if she's joking or partially serious until it's too late. Most would decide it's best to leave the woman be; Let her work, let her keep to herself. But anyone who doesn't deserve trouble usually won't find themselves falling victim of her wrath. Unless a certain little girl starts lying.

SPECIAL SKILLS

Agleth is a shaper for a reason: She took the profession as a form of stress relief as she likes spending time working and having a reason to not be bothered. Be it a tool, a new home, or just some fancy accessory, Agleth is very crafty and can get the job done. To the surprise of some, she also has impressive trading skills: Her more fancy accessories attracting the simple-minded and allowing her to get better trade for her value. She's observant to the point of knowing when a scam was going on, and carries skepticism with every potential trade encounter with other tribes.

Other than that, Agleth is notably good at hand-to-hand combat. She has one of the strongest grips the village has ever seen; Once she grabs you, you aren't going anywhere. She'll snap limbs if necessary, showing immense brutality when threatened though is more merciful on her own tribe, insisting on knocking them out cold instead. She's also not afraid to headbutt, bite. or use dirty shots to get an advantage: Honor is a weakness in a fight, it's life or death, not some children's game.

HISTORY

Agleth was assumed male at birth: At least by her father and his eagerness to raise a son in the way of a shaper apprentice. When she was revealed to be female, he felt a ping of irritation and became more distant, leaving the girl in the care of her mother and the firetenders. She was a dependable individual; Perhaps a bit easy to anger but she got along with others quite well. Despite her younger years being distanced from her father, she still admired his building skills. While she was perfectly capable of being a hunter if she so chose, she insisted on learning to be a shaper.

This lead her to a bit of a reluctant apprenticeship with her father. He was rough on her; Insisted she toughen up more, and scolded her harshly over any small mistake while barely praising her success. This made Agleth more cold, but she learned and focused on her duties regardless. At this point in her life she was distant from most of the tribe; She felt hurt emotionally and a bit numb. At least until a boy came along.

He sat next to her while she was practicing her carving. Asked what she was trying to make. She said a stake to jab in his chest to try and get him to leave, but he laughed instead at her brutish comment. He said she was free to try, but all she'd be doing is losing a friend. She retorted they weren't friends: But he then reached out towards the carving she was surprisingly not ruining out of frustration, and he complemented her craftsmanship. She didn't respond to that, at least for a few minutes.

Eventually she thanked him, and he said their appreciation of eachother made them friends. This was gross to Agleth but she decided to tolerate and keep him around. He was a hunter apprentice by the name of Rinn, and kind of funny. As they grew up together they became better and better friends. The only person Agleth really liked being around, until he pulled her out of her shell and she got more social. As they both became full-fledged adults, they began to learn more about eachother than just friendship. They were close; Very close. And eventually, they decided to bond forever, exchanging their totems and partaking in the process of marriage.

At age 23, Agleth gave birth to a daughter. She cherished the baby girl, as did Rinn. But they both had to return to their duties and allow the young girl, named Thrinn, to be cared for by the firetenders. Things went smoothly for awhile: Both Agleth and Rinn loved to check in on their daughter and see how she was growing. It would be unfortunate that at the age of 28 Rinn had died in the wilds; Having been overcome by what could only be assumed was a vicious dire wolf, or perhaps even a pack of them. This left Agleth heartbroken, and she craved the blood of the creature that murdered her love: But never went out to seek the creature as she needed to be with the tribe for the sake of her daughter, and to provide her services to the tribe as a whole.

Ever since, she's tried to keep her positive attitude, but tends to spend time alone. She cherishes time she spends with Thrinn, and does interact with the tribe, however a looming cloud over her head keeps her down quite often, though she doesn't show it to anybody. Despite the time that had passed, she still hadn't grieved nearly enough. All she could do is carry on his will to raise a beautiful and healthy daughter, and to keep herself safe. For the sake of all he did for her, she tries her best to keep the gifts he gave to her. Especially the friendship that caused her to be the woman she is today, instead of the absolute loner she had at one point been burdened with being.

RELATIONSHIPS

Rinn - Husband(Deceased)
Thrinn - Daughter

OTHER

[The Goblin King]

Sorry for the delay in response; they all look great! I'll add them to the roles list.

Just as a quick clarification, did Xaiel only become a druid fairly recently?

[Akayaofthemoon]

@The Goblin King

She became one at 16. I would be happy to change and clarify.