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Raelin Wolvarian Aero
- Female
- I am a grey elf, though my looks…
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Raelin Wolvarian Aero's Worlds
Raelin Wolvarian Aero's Discussions
DMing Power versus. Tavern Character Power
Started this discussion. Last reply by Lamora Acardi Oct 21, 2011. 9 Replies 5 Likes
The Cheshire Cat Tavern, Hopefully the Permanent kind...
Started this discussion. Last reply by Charlie Deville Apr 12, 2010. 10 Replies 0 Likes
Raelin Wolvarian Aero's Events
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NatureRaelin Wolvarian Aero commented on Cecilia di Sighisoara's blog post 'Into the Woods (part 3)'
Profile Information
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Romantic Interests
- Someone strong and quiet, who can race through the woods with me and sing to the birds.
- Who Am I...
- I am a grey elf, though my looks are nothing like them. My name translates loosely as "Fire-brand, Half-blooded one". Named for my hair and my utter lack of fitting in.
- My Story Is...
- I was the only child born to a woman with less than great morals and a loose side. My entire clan lives in the upper mountains of the planet Caran Pinnath, hidden among the trees until our enemies, the Agaryulnaer found and destroyed all of us. Luckily enough, the strange wolf who's been following me for a while was able to rescue me and take me into the strange, foreign worlds.. sweeping me into a bar and then to his home. I only hope that his plans remain benign, even with my knowledge of his shifting abilities.
- My Appearance...
- Unlike my tall, thin clanmates with silver hair and amber eyes.. I stand near five foot three, my hair somehow mutated into a bright red color and my eyes an ugly blue. I consider myself lucky that I wasn't born much larger, though somehow I can't get rid of my growing breasts and hips that are so unlike the other elves.
My ears are, of course, pointed, but only slightly so, with matching features and tilted eyes. You'll never see a grey elf without a cloak and I'm keeping with that tradition, though I'm stuck with a used, blue cloak while others get new armor and cloaks every year. Otherwise, I tend to wear leather and hides to help protect my skin in conflict.
- Species (Optional)
- Nature
- Inventory
- Treasured bow and arrow, some silver coins but not much else. That damn wolf nabbed me before I could grab anything else.
- My Secrets Are...
- I'm afraid of my differences, my dreams of fire and death and this endless feeling that I'm searching for something... or someone.
- I Believe...
- That even though I'm a lesser being to grey elves, I'm a much better one than any other race.
Comment Wall (180 comments)
- At 10:59am on April 2, 2013,
CelestialShim Darkwing(Malice) said…
- At 2:03pm on June 24, 2012,
CelestialWael and Kivvan said… *While walking down in the woods you see a mysterious-looking man wandering quietly and gently stepping on the green grass looking around smiling slightly enjoying the sight of the large and huge trees. He eventually sits on a rock under a tree taking out a pocket book from his jacket and opens it in almost the middle. He might have read around half of it before*
- At 11:51am on July 7, 2011,
Celestialjayden said… ::she leaves the books Rae needed behind the bar at the diner in the good care of Harry with a note attached:: sorry about everything
- At 9:58am on June 6, 2011,
Vampire Diaries Lover said… your wellcome
- At 9:57am on June 3, 2011, Vampire Diaries Lover said…
- I like your tattoos.
Raelin Wolvarian Aero's Photos
Get Up - Korn ft. Skrillez
I am clearly broken
And no one knows what to do
Pieces of the puzzles don't fit so I pound them into you
Itching is a pulse inside
Creeping out to come alive
It's just doing what
It's gonna do
Times are looking grim these days
Holding on to everything
It's hard to draw the line
Shut the fuck up, get up [x3]
I can't wait to rip my eyes out and look at you
Peace through pain is precious
'specially when it's done by you
Itching is a pulse inside
Creeping out to come alive
It's just doing what
It's gonna do
Times are looking grim these days
Holding on to everything
It's hard to draw the line
And I, I'm hiding in this empty space
Tortured by my memories
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Of what I left behind
Shut the fuck up, get up [x3]
Shut
Up
Times are looking grim these days
Holding on to everything
It's hard to draw the line
And I, I'm hiding in this empty space
Tortured by my memories
Of what I left behind
Shut the fuck up, get up [x3]
Raelin Wolvarian Aero's Blog
A Call From Beyond
Posted on December 20, 2012 at 5:16pm 0 Comments 5 Likes
Standing on the stage with her back straight, one foot before the other, pointed just so as her arms lay limply at her sides, she awaits the beating of her heart to begin. Filtered lights surround her, a haze of dark blue and purple slowly sliding through the thick fog of smoke to linger along her lush body like the fingers of a familiar lover. The first beat trickles through the silent bar, the low groan of a cello calling her heart to begin just as the violin mingles sweetly, dawns on them…
ContinueA Nyxarian's Mark: A Brief Summary
Posted on October 14, 2012 at 3:00pm 2 Comments 9 Likes
For a race that spends eons reincarnating into different lives and losing their memories for short periods of time, being able to find loved ones throughout all their lives is extremely important. Who wants to start over every time you just so happen to die? Early on, the Nyxarians found that by using a piece of them to mark other beings, they were able to follow that shred of their soul all the way back to wherever that person may have run off to – even after the Nyxarian’s death. Just by…
ContinuePast Memory #33 - Giving Up the Change
Posted on September 16, 2012 at 9:12pm 1 Comment 7 Likes
He knew there wasn't going to be any dinner that night.
He knew Papa was somewhere he shouldn't be and Mama knew all about it.
His shoes had become one with the floor, merging with the worn wood as whispered words hissed through the cracks of the door and drifted to his ears. The husky voice of his mother had taken on a sibilant tone, a…
ContinueAn Ache
Posted on June 28, 2012 at 8:02pm 0 Comments 4 Likes
The night sky was endless, stretched out above like a dark ocean bordered by the prickly tops of needled trees that whisper in the chill wind. Even the beauty before her could not completely dim the distant sounds of laughter and play. A gentle sigh wafts from between her lips as she lifts a hand to the night sky, stroking her fingers through the twinkling…
ContinueNefarious Hunts of the Forests
Posted on June 13, 2012 at 11:35pm 0 Comments 3 Likes
With a shriek that trembles past the trees, a dangerous rapture grows.
Be it with horror or with pleasure, no one but the still forest knows.
This night we hunt a nefarious beast, one with two legs and two arms.
The beast carries a voice and a face, but do not listen to its charms.
It is a mimic in the eyes of god, it means us great… Continue
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