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Jackel begins to scratch the back of his head as he goes to take out an Oran Barry from his leg bags. He then holds it out to Zorua. "I'm offering you this." Jackel says, whilst holding it out towards Zorua. Jackel then cracks a small smile across his lips down at Zorua as he sit crouches. Facing Zorua more fully.
Jackel stares at the low growling Zorua. "Yeah... I once read that they have red coloring's in their fur. But I did not expect to run into one, let alone the coloring's of its fur to be blue." Jackel exclaimed.
Furfur looks at Slarti whilst lowing his Oran Barry. "Fur fur furret!" 'My friend knows where to get them. But what ever it is, it taste great!'
Jackel did not make out what the sitting trainer just said due too the far distance between them and the pokemart, as he walked over towards Furfur, Jackel started to crouch sit near Furfur, placing out his hand with an Oran Berry in it towards Furfur.
Furfur nodded at Fiona, before turning around on the spot to see Jackel, Furfurs friend. Furfur walked over on all fours for a shot bit to take the Oran Barry out of his hand. Furfur then starts to chow down on the Oran Barry happily. Jackel looks towards Fiona with a slight wave then responding to Easton. "Hey, I'm Jackel Howl and this is my friend Furfur." Jackel points at Furfur, whom is eating the Oran Barry. Jackel takes a quick glance at the odd growling Zorua whilst setting his waving hand down.
Furfur nodded at Fiona, before turning around on the spot to see Jackel, Furfurs friend. Furfur walked over on all fours for a shot bit to take the Oran Barry out of his hand. Furfur then starts to chow down on the Oran Barry happily. Jackel looks towards Fiona with a slight wave then responding to Easton. "Hey, I'm Jackel Howl and this is my friend Furfur." Jackel points at Furfur, whom is eating the Oran Barry. Jackel takes a quick glance at the odd growling Zorua whilst setting his waving hand down.
KaelRavenheart said
Red Hounds, I'm assuming your character is not a part of the bandit clan, correct?
Yes.
P.s
I've edited the cs slightly. Considering I was doing it in a hurry. I misplace some words here and there.
Name: Hellen Nate Farrow
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Species(if not human, keep it minimal please): Human
Appearance: She wears a light leather patted long sleeved shirt. On her hands, leather is thickened with more prevention of cuttings when knotting back an arrow from the long bow she owns. Where the leather gloves are held down by small rope strands, so they don't fall off. Following on with her fingers, they are leff bare among the thick leather padding on her hands. Then down to Hellen's leg wear. it consist of light leather padded jeans, leading down to her ankles. But around Hellen's ankles are yet tied down with small leather straps to stop unraveling moments and snares when moving locations in the wild terrain and on Hellen's feet, they are made of hard leather in a form of two pairs of boots, reinforced to ensure more protection on brambles. As mentioned before, Hellen carries a long bow. Where her arrow feathers are colored in three blue dots on the white fletching of her arrows. Hellen keeps close a cloak that colored black, that has a sewed in hood to shield her from the rain or sunlight when hunting. Hellen also keeps by on her belt a small dagger, located near her small bag that holds certain things. Then behind that belt bag is a skin, always filled of water.
Personality: Hellen is very alerted in her surroundings, as well as her time to act is now. But she is prone to hide out first and stalks her enemies in cover. Which then going in with the killing blow. It sometimes works or does not, because shes not all that good in aiming on target. But when a challenge rises. She will agree, depending on whats going on around her. She would rather let her natural surroundings to tell what way would be the right route for Hellen to decided upon. If shes was faced to not have her bow in dire needs. Shell start to panic slightly. Without her bow. Shes weaponless- or powerless in this case. Hellen is very quiet and selective on what she says when or with people at times. She rarely talks with a lot of people.
Skills/Talents: Sharp reflexes and ability to spot things out of the ordinary.
Weapons/Equipment: Long bow, Bolt of arrows. Both to whom are strapped to her back and a small dagger to her left side
Occupation: Hunter
Rank(If in bandit clan, assigned by me): None
Bio(Optional): Hellen's family are built on the backbone of hunters, carpenters and lumber jacks. Her mother works with her husband near the neighboring forest of lumber jacks. Always out buying food for dinner. Whilst Hellen's father is out sawing down trees for wood. As a child. Hellen have grown an interest in keeping things in aim, whilst on target. It was until then she picked up her first long bow (The one she has now and will never depart from it.), to have min-a-ble strikes done on complete bullseye. But she thinks that she ante all that great in this archery stuff she has to learn to master it.
Other(Optional, if needed): None, at the moment.
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Species(if not human, keep it minimal please): Human
Appearance: She wears a light leather patted long sleeved shirt. On her hands, leather is thickened with more prevention of cuttings when knotting back an arrow from the long bow she owns. Where the leather gloves are held down by small rope strands, so they don't fall off. Following on with her fingers, they are leff bare among the thick leather padding on her hands. Then down to Hellen's leg wear. it consist of light leather padded jeans, leading down to her ankles. But around Hellen's ankles are yet tied down with small leather straps to stop unraveling moments and snares when moving locations in the wild terrain and on Hellen's feet, they are made of hard leather in a form of two pairs of boots, reinforced to ensure more protection on brambles. As mentioned before, Hellen carries a long bow. Where her arrow feathers are colored in three blue dots on the white fletching of her arrows. Hellen keeps close a cloak that colored black, that has a sewed in hood to shield her from the rain or sunlight when hunting. Hellen also keeps by on her belt a small dagger, located near her small bag that holds certain things. Then behind that belt bag is a skin, always filled of water.
Personality: Hellen is very alerted in her surroundings, as well as her time to act is now. But she is prone to hide out first and stalks her enemies in cover. Which then going in with the killing blow. It sometimes works or does not, because shes not all that good in aiming on target. But when a challenge rises. She will agree, depending on whats going on around her. She would rather let her natural surroundings to tell what way would be the right route for Hellen to decided upon. If shes was faced to not have her bow in dire needs. Shell start to panic slightly. Without her bow. Shes weaponless- or powerless in this case. Hellen is very quiet and selective on what she says when or with people at times. She rarely talks with a lot of people.
Skills/Talents: Sharp reflexes and ability to spot things out of the ordinary.
Weapons/Equipment: Long bow, Bolt of arrows. Both to whom are strapped to her back and a small dagger to her left side
Occupation: Hunter
Rank(If in bandit clan, assigned by me): None
Bio(Optional): Hellen's family are built on the backbone of hunters, carpenters and lumber jacks. Her mother works with her husband near the neighboring forest of lumber jacks. Always out buying food for dinner. Whilst Hellen's father is out sawing down trees for wood. As a child. Hellen have grown an interest in keeping things in aim, whilst on target. It was until then she picked up her first long bow (The one she has now and will never depart from it.), to have min-a-ble strikes done on complete bullseye. But she thinks that she ante all that great in this archery stuff she has to learn to master it.
Other(Optional, if needed): None, at the moment.
Furfur looks towards the pokemart, before turning his head back to look at Fiona. "furre furreti fur." 'I'm waiting for a friend over there.'
Just as Furfur looked away. Jackel just comes in plain sight of Furfur. But Furfur was looking away, not noticing Jackel had just returned to the current spot Jackel last left at. Jackel takes a quick glance about, before towards a sitting trainer. Whilst seeing Furfur in relief.
Just as Furfur looked away. Jackel just comes in plain sight of Furfur. But Furfur was looking away, not noticing Jackel had just returned to the current spot Jackel last left at. Jackel takes a quick glance about, before towards a sitting trainer. Whilst seeing Furfur in relief.
"Fur! Furret!" said out excitedly at them both, which translate in pokemon language to other pokemon alike- 'Hi! I'm Furfur!' Shame humans don't understand. "Fur fur?" 'How you?' asked Fiona. -But again. Easton might not understand.
Furfur stops halfway at the sudden arrival of a new pokemon, with their trainer. Furfur saw that his friend (Jackel) has not returned. So... In the mean time. Furfur scurried over towards the sitting human, standing somewhat behind him slightly. Furfur was just standing there on his hind legs, staring at (Easton) the humans back in glimmer.
Jackel puts the phone down from the call box. With a sigh. "Seems dads not home..." As Jackel scratches the top of his head slightly. Jackel then suddenly remember of Furfur and starts going back towards the pokemart.
Jackel puts the phone down from the call box. With a sigh. "Seems dads not home..." As Jackel scratches the top of his head slightly. Jackel then suddenly remember of Furfur and starts going back towards the pokemart.
So yeah... That slightly odd looking stripe at the back his what I mean in the pokemon character sheet. :L
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