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“Is that so? I see…” She hid her bemusement behind a straight face. It appeared that the trainee slayer really felt that he was ready to become a fully fledged Dragonslayer, if he thought he could injure or even kill one of the Sodality Slayers. “Good, I’ll meet you there.” She said, only sighing when he bowed to her. She hoped that Orren’s whole ‘Little master’ thing wasn’t rubbing off on the younger guild members.

Feeling that she was no longer hungry, Evelyn decided to forgo breakfast and instead head for the training ground to set up. On her way out of the Mess Hall, Evelyn spotted one of the few female slayers and headed over to her. “Freya, a good morning to you. Oh dear, your hair. Trouble out in the field I take it? It’s a shame, you hair is so very lovely. Though I suppose it is more practical at this length. Anyway, I am on my way to test out a slayer trainee. I suppose that I will see you around. I wish you a pleasant day.” Giving a wave, Evelyn quickly moved out of the hall and was soon at the training ground which was by the entrance of the Sodality after having stopped by her room and the Guilds Armoury to collect her weapons and various practice ones.

The Western training ground was smaller than the others and was mostly dirt surrounded by small rocks, marking the boundary. She placed the equipment next to the boundary and looked over to the gate of the Sodality where she spotted two forms.

“Happy hunting Orren and Frederik and a good morning to you!” She called out to the two men who were just about to head out and gave them a wave before focusing back on her task of setting up a training dummy. Dragging a wooden pole into the centre, she secured it in place standing vertically and quickly attached a hay dummy to it.

Position has been filled.

Hello there! 

Thank you for taking the time to view this thread. I am Absolute Grace, but you can just call me Grace.

I am searching for ONE long term rp partner to join me on an adventure. I am a 20 year old female and would prefer that my partner be over the age of 18 and a male, especially since this will be a Romance rp. Though, if you are looking for smut, you are in the wrong place... sorry.

Also, I have Uni four days a week and work on the days and nights between them, so unfortunately I won't be able to post daily, but will strive to post a few times a week.

As for post length, anywhere between Casual and Advance is perfect. Because one liners and single paragraphs actually hurt me...

Anyway, onto the Premise!

Modern Fantasy   |   Romance   |   Historical

A myth is known by many to be something untrue or a simple fabrication.

However, 

“…Legends and Myths are largely made of truth.” 
J.R.R. Tolkien

The world is filled with billions of human beings, though despite their appearance, a few of them are not actually human, but rather beings of myth in human disguise. In all their power, these beings fear discovery, for humans have the uncanny ability of destroying the things they don’t understand. It is this fear that stops them from revealing their true forms. Thus most of these mythical creatures think they are the only ones of their kind on Earth. 

They are The Lonely Myths.

Ninety-nine   |   Female   |   Marid Djinn

"Sometimes they are capable of wonderful things. Great kindness. Loyalty. Compassion. 
It is a shame that such acts are few and far between."

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Appearance: With close to 100 years of experience, the human guise that Melanie uses is near perfect. Her current form consists of hazel eyes, a slightly tan yet pale complexion and auburn hair. She stands at exactly 160cm and weighs around 50kgs. Melanie’s Marid form is sized much the same as her human veil, though coloured in hues of blue with iridescent eyes.  

Personality: 
Positive: Adaptable, affable, modest, contemplative.   
Negative: Nosey, apprehensive, unpredictable. 

Powers: Just the normal things associated with the Marid. Teleportation, shapeshifting, invisibility, water manipulation and wish granting(only if captured by a human). Melanie is still young so this means that she isn’t as powerful as the elder Marid and her skills have some limitations.

Other: Melanie works in an old bookshop that hardly gets any customers. The owner is an elderly man who is half blind and quite possibly deranged, though she finds his antics to be rather endearing, despite finding most humans to be incorrigible brutes.

Dulled hazel eyes looked away from the half empty ebony shelf in front and darted to the left and right. A pleased smile quirked pinkened lips and suddenly in a blink of an eye, a new stack of books appeared in her arms, disappearing from the box at the bottom of the ladder. It was slow progress going up and down the ladder only to refill the shelves. How did humans get anything done? The question came unbidden with a little more spite than she would have normally used when discussing the creatures she found herself hiding as on a daily basis.  

It truly could have been possible that she was the only one in this whole world who was masquerading as something she was not. Surely there were others like her out there, though finding out would no doubt lead to her discovery by humans and that was one thing that she did not want. They would probably kill her. Or worse.

Hiding really wasn’t part of her nature and it made it seem like she was ashamed of what she really was. It wasn’t true though, her kind were powerful and had always been revered by humans who sought them out. At least they had been, until they decided to leave this plane of existence and fade into myth. 

She placed another book on the shelf. Perhaps I should pay them a visit? They couldn’t possibly still be angry with her. After all it had been many decades and she deserved a chance to see if their stories of humans were true. Times had changed since some of her kind had been trapped in gold lamps and enslaved by humans to do their bidding. Couldn’t bygones be bygones? 

The next book found itself in place beside the previous one, however, her eyes were drawn not to her task, but to the faded scar on her forearm. It had been many decades since she got it, but she still remembered the sneers, the fire and the pain. 

“Mackenzie! There you are, I have been calling you for hours.” A breathless gangly voice spoke up from the end of the isle, where an old man stood with a risen brow.

“It’s Melanie.” She corrected, not for the first time.

“Now then Mackenzie, why don’t you go see if you cant help our customers?”

“But there isn’t-“ Why she continued to try and get a word in anymore was a mystery even to herself. Though, she couldn’t deny that it was fun to try. 

“Good girl, I’ll leave you to it. It’s time to change my socks.”

|   The Plot   |

The plot for this rp is more of a plan together and/or reveal-as-the-rp-progresses sort of thing, but basically two Lonely Myths find each other, eventually fall in love and face the perils of humans, in particular Myth Hunters.

I did have an idea that my character could be a human sympathiser -of sorts- while yours resented and hated them. But, as I said earlier, we can discuss the plot together. 

Since I am only looking for ONE partner I will go about this a little differently than most 1x1 Interest Checks. If you are interested then post a CS and Writing Sample in this thread (and any ideas for the plot you may have as well as your preference in either PM rp or Thread rp). If I find a character and subsequent player who I believe will suit this rp the best then they will be selected.

In relation to your character, you can choose to be anything mythical/supernatural. Heck, I don't mind if you want to make a human character! It could be pretty interesting for a rp. Uh... possibly also refrain from making your character too old. I'll add a 1000 year old age limit.

That's about it. I hope to hear from people soon :D

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