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Welcome to my user page! :) | Welcome to my user page! :) | ||
I'm the player of the newbie bard [[Roven]] as well, but given I'd like to make Enryk my main once again, I thought it best to use the appropriate account. | I'm the player of the newbie bard [[User:Roven]] as well, but given I'd like to make Enryk my main once again, I thought it best to use the appropriate account. | ||
Feel free to [[User_talk:Enryk|leave me a message]] if I can be of any help! | Feel free to [[User_talk:Enryk|leave me a message]] if I can be of any help! |
Revision as of 05:18, 26 May 2013
Welcome to my user page! :)
I'm the player of the newbie bard User:Roven as well, but given I'd like to make Enryk my main once again, I thought it best to use the appropriate account.
Feel free to leave me a message if I can be of any help!
My Character
Enryk
Nature's Apprentice, Enryk Anar
He stands slightly shorter than average for his race, with a slender but masculine frame. Ever-youthful features smooth the natural contours of his face, and a clean-shaven jawline sweeps upwards to a set of delicately pointed ears. His eyes are unbounded pools of deep viridian but for faint argent coronas that flare from slit pupils, their gleaming opalescence striking when set against the dark umber tones of his complexion. He occasionally pushes unruly curls of dark blonde back behind his ears into a loosely held ponytail, a few unkempt strands falling back to frame his face. He holds himself with a certain amount of self-importance, and his movements demonstrate the unearthly grace of his people.
He stands slightly shorter than average for his race, with a slender but masculine frame. Ever-youthful features smooth the natural contours of his face, and a clean-shaven jawline sweeps upwards to a set of delicately pointed ears. His eyes are unbounded pools of deep viridian but for faint argent coronas that flare from slit pupils, their gleaming opalescence striking when set against the dark umber tones of his complexion. He occasionally pushes unruly curls of dark blonde back behind his ears into a loosely held ponytail, a few unkempt strands falling back to frame his face. He holds himself with a certain amount of self-importance, and his movements demonstrate the unearthly grace of his people.
Guild: | Stormweavers |
City Affiliation: | None |
Towne Residence: | None |
Profession: | Druid, Bard, Mage |
Age: | (Played for 27 days, 13 hours and 6 minutes) |
My pet
Ephemeron, Last of the V'draea
Male V'draea (Neutral)
An aura of natural beauty emanates from a majestic V'draea, as crystalline sparks of forestal energy coalesce around his muscular form.
This ancient being stands taller than any Norrjin you have seen, his roughly humanoid frame broad and muscular. Dark earthen shades colour his skin in graduated tones, while deep green vines traverse his body and surround him with a living raiment of vibrant leaves. His face is hauntingly handsome and expressionless, but in his eyes there is a sadness that holds the weight of millenia. He stands almost completely still, and you notice that rather than legs, his lower body descends into a host of intertwining roots that appear to burrow into the soft earth. Wisps of silvery luminescence drift around him and weave a gentle glow that bathes your surroundings in an almost holy light.
This ancient being stands taller than any Norrjin you have seen, his roughly humanoid frame broad and muscular. Dark earthen shades colour his skin in graduated tones, while deep green vines traverse his body and surround him with a living raiment of vibrant leaves. His face is hauntingly handsome and expressionless, but in his eyes there is a sadness that holds the weight of millenia. He stands almost completely still, and you notice that rather than legs, his lower body descends into a host of intertwining roots that appear to burrow into the soft earth. Wisps of silvery luminescence drift around him and weave a gentle glow that bathes your surroundings in an almost holy light.
Entry: | A swarm of glowing fireflies descend in a whirlwind of light, coalescing into the figure of a legendary V'draea. |
Exit: | In the blink of an eye, the V'draea splinters into a host of brilliant blue butterflies which slowly disperse, the faint aroma of deep rainforest drifting on the breeze. |
Notes: | Written a long time ago, and rather fortunate to be approved, I think! |