pinkkoala321

Fog of Torvelt

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I M A L E S S A S H A R I S

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The utter bareness of the room made Imalessa uneasy. She was used to having many hiding places and perches among the branches, just as she was used to the steady weight of her bow on her back. Its absence was painfully noticeable, and she wished she had brought it with her. The idea of carrying a weapon into the castle, though, had set her on edge. She had been unsure how they would react to a strange half-elf, especially one who was armed.

As she stepped past the threshold, the other half-elven warrior gave her a small nod. She did not return it. These people were new to her. Regardless of the fact this woman obviously shared her heritage, she didn't know who she could trust. Though she suspected she would be more at ease once she returned to the forest. She wouldn't let her guard down, no, but maybe she would feel comfortable enough to feel out the rest of the company.

Her eyes scanned the room. She had only been around the race of men and elves, her father being the only full-blood elf she'd ever met, though she had heard tales of dwarves. The tiefling, dragonborn, and minotaur appeared dangerous, and Imalessa knew they could be, but it was the others that truly set her on edge. She knew enough about wolves to know that they weren't always grizzled and bloodthirsty. Sometimes they were calm, sleek and beautiful. It was those you had to watch out for.

She moved to the edge of the room, keeping mostly to herself, and listened as the masked man - Nathaniel - spoke. The idea of yet another joining them bothered her. Not just because it was another person she would have to watch out for but because the trees would not like it. The forest did not like strangers trampling over their earth and leaves and twigs. Her sisters thought she was crazy, they thought something had broken inside her when her father had died. Maybe they were right. Maybe she only thought she could hear the trees because her father had loved them so dearly. But they were not of elven blood; they were fully human.

Imalessa shook her head almost imperceptibly. The forest would not like this.

Fog of Torvelt

So has everyone introduced themselves yet? I'm not trying to hurry anyone or anything. I just hate not knowing what's going on. A lot of people find me annoying because of it so sorry in advance!

Fog of Torvelt

Also, please let me know you guy's thoughts on having a posting order or anything like that. If it makes it easier on you guys, I'm all for it, but if not it's all the same to me.

@Jeremor

I'm fine with not having a posting order too. My life is pretty simple right now and for the moment I have way too much free time, but if I ever end up having to do something or life takes me away from the RP for a day or two I don't want to hold anyone up.

Fog of Torvelt

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Imalessa stood near the doors, staring out at those who remained from beneath the safety of her hood. She felt caged here - wrong - without the clack of ancient branches and the open air of the forest. Her sisters thought she was setting traps, waiting for dinner to fall into her lap. They didn't understand the struggle of hunting, how hard she had to work to bring home the most meager of scraps.

She looked at the King. This man could make all her troubles go away. If only she could find his son. She knew the forest was dangerous. Gods, she had grown up in it, lived off it, survived it, but now with the Fog . . . She shook her head. They couldn't go on like this. With game becoming harder to find and three mouths to feed, they wouldn't last much longer. If she didn't find her way into some money soon they would be dead in a matter of months, maybe a year, Fog or no Fog.

A woman stepped before the King. At first Imalessa thought her to be human, but she started at the fine elven features and delicately pointed ears, same as her own. The woman knelt and pledged her allegiance to the King and to the quest. Imalessa looked around at the others before pushing off the wall.

She pulled off her hood, not caring too much if her ears poked out of her sheath of honey-gold hair. "I am Imalessa Sharis, Your Majesties," she said. Her voice faltered before steadying and growing in strength and volume. "The forest birthed me, shaped me into its huntress. If your son has found himself in its heart, I will do everything in my power to return him to you." As the woman before her had done, she kneeled and lowered her head. "I offer you my bow and a willing heart." With that, she rose and walked to the entrance, ignoring the burning in her cheeks.

((Removed))

Hey. I'm always looking for a new RP. I especially love fantasy and medieval RPs, but I can do others too.

Fog of Torvelt

Imalessa Sharis

I M A L E S S A S H A R I S

A huntress never stabbed anything she didn't want to

_{B A S I C S}

_NAME
Imalessa Sharis

_AGE
23 years

_RACE
Half-elf

_CLASS
Ranger

_OCCUPATION
Hunter

_{ORIGINATES FROM}
Koprust, Torvelt

_{P H Y S I C A L A T T R I B U T E S}

_{PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION}
Imalessa is a short, slender woman with the delicately pointed ears of her elven ancestors. Years of being on the brink of hunger, despite her skill with a bow, has left her more on the scrawny side, though she used to have soft, supple curves. A small scar is hidden beneath her sheath of honey-gold hair, right above her temple. She likes to tell people she earned it in a hunting accident. In reality, however, she was hit with a rock when her and the other children thought it would be fun to throw stones.

_STRENGTHS

• Ranged weapons
• Tracking
• Stealth

_WEAKNESSES

• Close combat
• Melee weapons
• Swimming

_{P S Y C H O L O G I C A L A T T R I B U T E S}

_PERSONALITY
Outspoken - Illiterate - Stubborn - Hardworking - Passionate - Determined

_SEXUALITY
Heterosexual

_FEARS

• Starvation
• Letting down her loved ones
• Large bodies of water

_GOALS

• Keep her family alive
• Find more time to write

_{S K I L L S}

A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities such as night vision - this also includes any racial edges.

_{Ranged Weapons}
Imalessa has been teaching herself to wield a bow since she was young. Though she has only used it for hunting, she has become quiet skilled and can take down most game, including fierce predators.

_Stealth
Years of sneaking up on her prey has made her fairly stealthy. She has learned to walk quietly through the forest, no matter the season, and can easily scale trees and other high platforms without making a noise.

_Nightvision
The ability to see up to 60 feet even when there is little to no light present.

_{G E A R}

_{ITEMS ON PERSON}

Can have as many or as few as you like, mainly 'important' items

• Ragged clothes
• Worn leather journal
• Pieces of charcoal

_WEAPONS

• Simple wooden bow
• Sheath of 10 arrows
• Small hunting knife

_{H I S T O R Y}

Imalessa has known no other life beside the ancient trees. She lives on the outskirts of Torvelt, on the forest's edge, in a hovel with her two sisters. After her parents died - her mother first, from tuberculosis, and then her father a few years later, from an infected wound - she became the main caretaker of the family. While her sisters maintain the house, Imalessa hunts to put food on the table. Though what she catches is usually meager, it is enough to keep them alive.

When she hears the Prince has gone missing, Imalessa sees it as an opportunity. Years of hunger and poverty have left her desperate and she figures she knows the forest well enough. She hopes that if she manages to find the Prince a reward will be given to her, perhaps enough to save her family from more misery.

Fog of Torvelt

Hi. I sent in the 'rough draft' of my character sheet, but I'm not sure if I did it properly. I'm not too familiar with D&D, so I didn't understand certain things. My main question had to do with skills that came with our races. I'm not sure what mine would be as a half-elf. I'm sure you have a lot on your plate with trying to set up the roleplay, but I'd really appreciate it if you could go over my sheet with me, because I'm just having trouble doing it myself.

1x1

I'm interested. I really enjoy medieval/fantasy RPs, but I'm up for anything. Never really done Post-Apolcalyptic before; it could be fun too.

Fog of Torvelt

Are you still 'accepting' more people? I'd like to say I'm interested.

Avatar | The New Cycle

I'm interested in an Avatar RP. The only problem I'm having is understanding the timeline. It seems to jump back and forth a bit, just need a bit of clarification. Otherwise I'm excited to try it out!