DB's Rp thread

((You have to put in a bio before you join.))

(its on the final post on the tenth page)

((oka.))

*loosk at him.* hunh...

*He lays down and begins gazing at the stars, like he was before he was interupted*

*lloooks up.* find it interesting?

yes, and i beleive aila does aswell thats why we are here looking at em"

tehy are pretty cool.

"she says they are a form of elven power"

*Looks up.* possibly. I was always told it they were the spirit of dead elementals. *smiles.* I planned to be a large blue star, that shines so bright, it will give light to even the darkest shadow.

"To be honest i think there is more to life then that...you know eternity, but thats just me"

well, I didin;t say I was going to die just to be star did i? *smiles.*

I am back.. *runs over to emerald*

*looks at him.* yes?

*jumps* Did i see you before *jumps again*

possible, i get around.

name: Tatum
age: 20
what u r: half elf, half human
appearance: is tall elfish features but has dark hair with hazel eyes, is shaped like elf an but stronger looking. he has shoulder length hair usually tied in a ponytail, he wears dark reds and blues with a sword on his left hip a bow on his back and an axe also/ has a scar just under his left eye.
side(good,evil,neutral): neutral
element(earth,wind,fire,water,light,dark: can only be one): light
weapon: a long sword called the soul stealer, an axe called deathangel, and his magic bow and quiver that never runs out of arrows called the reaper
magic abilities: can heal in injury no matter what causes it. Has brief glimpses into the future
bio: was born to a human mother and an elven father. his father reinsented him since birth and after a couple of years his mother died so his father was forced to raise him until he was 10 then his father was murdered by a so called friend in the middle of the night so he was sent to his mothers mother and began training with arms at the age of 14 and has now mastered most weapons that he tries. He is still looking for revenge against his father's murderer.

((nice.))

*loosk aroudn the cmap site* well, it sbeen real, but I gotta wander. *gets up and walks off.*

((thank you))


*is tracking a deer through the woods with the reaper out and an arrow notched*

*walks trhough the woods, listening to teh low rumble of troops marching in the very far distance.* war is coming soon it seems.

*sees a guy walking through the woods but ignores him at the moment*