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It took me 10 years to finally fill one of these out, but I finally did it. Welcome, stranger.




I'm Drache. I'm a millenial leftist living in the US deep south. I'm a queer polyamorous kinkster. You can find me at PRIDE, at Ren Fair, at the local farmer's market, and the monthly dark party. I play D&D, I play Skyrim, and I play with gags and blindfolds. I'm your elder femdom, even though my bones hurt.

During the day I'm an emergency animal medical professional with 20 years in the field. On my off time I'm a dog show enthusiast, a karaoke singer, a baker, and a volunteer wildlife rehabilitator. I'm a collector of rare houseplants, of rescued exotic birds, of books, of tattoos. I'm the most feral spouse with the most domestic skills. I'm perpetually exhausted but endlessly impulsive.

If you're looking for a partner to share in your high fantasy, in your dark themes, in your deranged kinky monsterfucking, send me a PM.

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Everything is going great. Just waiting until my turn again.
Cool. If you want to roll with anything go ahead and PM me.
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I'm happy. I am considering playing a pact creature character that another character can bond with if they want. I think it would be interesting to have two characters in one pact played by two different people instead of both played by the same person. If that's allowed. If anyone is interested PM me.
The filthy bustle and oppressive crush of humanity in Veganshi jangled Lilani's nerves as she moved slowly through the city streets. For the most part she avoided the worst of the crowds along the main markets and tavern-fronts, though she took care not to linger too long in the shadows either. The darkness itself held no fear for her, but thieves and violent drunken men would only slow her progress. Draped in a rough gray cloak that disguised both her refined beauty and her youth, she moved steadily along with her quarterstaff in her hand. The unassuming weapon made a soft wooden thunk against the cobbled street with every other step, and though the gnarled surface was scarred and carved deep with runes, to a casual glance by Yid soldiers she appeared to be just a thin old man with a walking-stick.

It would be a wonderful thing to find her way out of the city and back into the wilderness she held so dear. She missed the vaulting trees and enchanting life of the Vegu forest. The verdant empire of wild beasts and powerful earth magic seemed like a lifetime ago now, or even a dream. Even the land around this stinking human city felt used and faded, the forests thinned almost beyond hope and the creatures reduced to straggling individuals full of fear and suspicion, even when approached by a druid such as she.

Thinking about her animal friends brought her back to the present, and she felt guilt and worry about leaving Sarkonar outside the city. Even now she could feel him in her heart and in her head, but felt distinctly lonely and exposed without his fierce presence at her side. While she might have strolled beside him un-molested through the elvish streets of Bisha, human settlements generally held no love for the wondrous beasts of the world.

But soon she would be on her way, traveling through the mountains and skies again. She could continue her slow journey across the continent to the Islands of the Lost. Or perhaps the Bouri forest. Her pretty face broke into a smile under her hood as she thought about it.

Even then, her jade green eyes didn't lose their wariness. There was some commotion up ahead and she could see Yid soldiers in their grim armour rushing through the crowd. Pausing in the lee of a building, she looked on curiously, wondering if she should find another way around.

As she waited, trying to see what was happening in the tavern ahead, an animal nearby caught her attention and she turned to see a bay horse tied to a post with its head drooping low to the ground. The tooled leather saddle told her that it was a soldier's mount, but the lethargic way it shifted told her that the poor creature was in pain. It needed her help. And its rider was nowhere to be seen. The city was a melting pot of misery and suffering, and she had struggled to avoid against a deep-seated desire to help those who had needed it. She could have worked herself into exhaustion, healing those who needed it, and still barely made a dent. But a horse could not out her. Maybe she could do one morsel of good before leaving this terrible place.

She could feel Sarkonar's disapproval inside her almost immediately as she chose to give aid to the soldiers mount. He could sense her thoughts far better than she could his from this distance. To the griffon, horses were just food, and anything belonging to Yid was to be despised. Helping the tragic beast was a waste of time and energy. Moving slowly, both to avoid attracting too much attention and to not startle the creature, she crept close and lifted her hand. Murmuring softly, speaking to the animal softly, she patted his neck and opened her mind. The healer experienced the horse's pain as she worked, gritting her teeth and shifting her weight to one foot in sympathy. Her stomach gurgled insistently. The horse had been worked too hard, too long, with too little food to sustain him. Sighing quietly, Lilani knew she could only help one of those things.

Working her way around the other side of the animal, she leaned down and stroked her fingers along the horses long canon bone. At first he lifted his hoof and kicked at her, but settled down with some quiet sounds from the half-elf. "Calm yourself, wind-runner. Give me but a few moments and you will walk without a limp again." He was no strong-willed creature of legend, so her hold over him was complete. The warm thrum of power shivered through her blood, pouring into the horse. Some, but not all, of the runes on her staff began to glow softly with a whitish light. Within moments the magic was done. The beast curved his head around, his ears flicked in her direction, and he gave a soft wicker.

It was all the thanks she needed. Knowing that Sarkonar would likely complain that she stank of horse when she found him again, she turned to continue on her way. Too late she realized that her hood had fallen back, exposing her face and pointed ears. She looked around as she pulled it up, and a tingle of warning in her belly told her she was being followed.
Okay great. Just checking! lol
Is my character not approved? She is female...
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Name: Lilani Elaris

Username: Drache

Age: Lilani is 137, which makes her a young adult half-elf.

Appearance: (Brief description, will elaborate during game-play) Lilani is a willowy young woman with bright green eyes and long wild golden-brown hair. She has some elvish features, including slightly pointed ears and almond-shaped eyes, but to anyone familiar with elves would likely be able to identify her as a half-breed. She tends to dress in greens and browns, garbed for life in the deep wilderness.

Home Land: Lilani was raised primarily in the elven city of Bisha by her father, but since her parent's relationship was only a fleeting tryst, she did spend some time with her mother in a nearby human civilization. More recently she has lived deeper in the wilderness, learning the ways of the shaman and the healer.

Personality: Lilani tends to be cheerful and optimistic, and actively attempts to diffuse tension rather than inadvertently exacerbate it. Even as a relatively young woman, she possesses a nurturing instinct and is often the person that others feel they can confide in. She does occasionally surprise those around her by taking firm stands on issues she believes in.

Back story: Lilani's parents, an elven warrior and a human merchantess, had a brief fling when her mother's family visited the city of Bisha. At first Lilani lived with her mother, but the threat of war compelled her mother into sending her to stay with her father. Though he obviously loved his daughter, the social stigma of being a half-breed became too heavy a burden to bear. She left the city the night of her coming-of-age to learn the secrets of the earth and sky known by the reclusive druids and shamans of the world. In her travels and studies she chose to undergo the rites of the pact with her loyal friend and protector, a fierce griffon named Sarkonar.

Weapon of Skill: Lilani carries only an oaken quarterstaff carved deeply with eldritch runes of enchantment. The staff itself has several abilities (to be revealed later), but Lilani primarily uses it as a focus for the nature and healing magic she has learned to use through the Pact. She can still use magic without it, but having it in her hand can sometimes enhance certain spells. Lilani also has a passing skill with poisons and can either use them by themselves or to make regular weapons more deadly. She is also capable of using a sling or blowgun, but these are backup weapons.

Magic: Lilani is a druid. Her spells come from the neutral natural world and with them she can control beasts, plantlife, and the elements with varying degrees of skill. Her magic is mostly used for healing, and she has so far made a living as a traveling healer in the more remote forest villages, both elf and human. Due to being somewhat hermit-like and being bonded to a frightening magical beast, she prefers to use her power healing animals, but the magic works just as well on people. Having the ability to communicate and manipulate animals also makes her a valuable trainer. At the current time, she is on a mission to learn the next tier of druidic power, which is the ability to transform her own body into that of an animal.

Equipment: Lilani is skilled at finding what she needs to live off the land and carries only a few basic necessities for outdoor living, such as a hammock and cooking implements. She does carry a healer's kit and constantly adds to it, taking every opportunity to refresh her stores of healing plants and potions/substances. She also carries a flute which she plays as a hobby. Sarkonar serves willingly as a mount, so he is generally wearing a saddle with light saddlebags, but he requires no bridle. Lilani wears leather armour and carries a change of clothing to better fit into the city crowds.

Pact Beast: Sarkonar is a proud male griffon who Lilani nursed back to health after he was hunted for sport by Yid soldiers. Returning to his clan's eyrie to find it torched to oblivion, he pledged his life to the young druid. He harbours a fierce resentment against Yid's tyranny and urges Lilani to use her power against them. Sarkonar speaks only telepathically and like most griffon's, enjoys the taste of horseflesh. He is a golden griffon.
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