Player's Name: Adoptable

Player's Email Address: Adoptable

Character's Name: Lomir’is

Soulname: Ìemre

Soulsymble: Full Guardian, three quarter Air, half Animal

Gender: Male

Age: 12534

Parents and siblings (if applicable):

Mother: Falena (deceased)

Father: Alàriss (deceased)

Lovemate(s): Elyrin

Lifemate(s): Elyrin

Position in the Tribe: Warrior, hunter, shaper, second Guardian

Height/Build/Shape of Face: He’s tall, and well built, with strong shoulders and a narrow waiste. He has a runner’s build, with long, strong legs, and well defined, but not bulky muscles. His face is rectangular, with a strong chin, and is very smooth, and slightly angular.

Eyes (shape, colour): Large, kind, slanted eyes, deep blue, changing to stormy grey or pale blue depending on his mood.

Hair (style, length, colour): Thick, glossy black hair, falling just to his shoulders at the back, and cut to his jaw at the front. He ties it back sometimes, or braids feathers, or beads into it.

Clothing (keeping in mind that it's always warm): Loose black leggings, belted with a finely tooled black leather belt. An old silver belt buckle, shaped like a gracefully curving leaf. A grey sleevless tunic, with a deep, v-shaped neck, embroidered with silver and black thread. Soft, black leather boots, coming just to his calves, embroidered to match his tunic. Sometimes, a dark cloak, with a deep cowl, styled to match the clothing he wore in the old days.

Weapons: A long sword, the traditional weapon of Guardians, and an heirloom of his family. It has a pommel richly decorated with gemstones and pure silver, carved to resemble the scaled body of a dragon, curling about the hilt. The blade of the sword forms the dragon’s tail, and is covered in ancient runes. He also uses a longbow, with a larger pull than any other tribemember can manage, and large hunting knives. He’s very profficient with weapons, since he’s had so much time to practice.

Jewelry: A pendant, in the shape of a dragon on the wing, clutching an orb of pure crystal.

Items of Importance: A larger orb, of which the sphere in his pendant is a replica. It helps him focus his mental energy, and was a gift of his mentor. It is made of pure light, and is beautiful. It’s about the size of his fist, and is very heavy. Not many know of it’s existance.

Tattoos/Scars: His body is a veritable web of ancient scars, although by now most are faded so that only traces now remain. He has a small, abstract tattoo on his left side, in a roughly triangular shape. It’s black, with many small, intricate lines.

Personality: Usually happy, and ready to make the most of any circumstance. He’ll always find the humour in any situation, but is also capable of passionate anger and hate. He doesn’t feel these emotions often, but they seem to be amplified when he does, to make up for that. He holds grudges, too. He doesn’t believe that, no matter how hard he tries, he’ll ever be able to forgive Baen or the others for all the pain he has caused. He loves his tribe, and loves his lifemate more. He is a bit of a loner, and enjoys the company of the higher spirits more than that of the elves. He knows too much, he sometimes thinks, for his own good. He can truly see right through people, which isn’t always a good thing.

Likes: Talking with the elementals, and the animals. He will leave the tribe for days at a time, sometimes, speaking only to his fellow Guardian, and other creatures other than his own kind.

Dislikes: The foolish political games that those in the tribe sometimes play, unnecessary suffering and pain.

Skills: Anything with weapons, and nearly anything physical. Speaking with those from other realms, and singing. He has a wonderful voice.

Weaknesses: He is a little arrogant, although he really does have good reason to be. He can’t let go of his hate.

Fears: That he will not live to see Baen defeated. That his child will be born knowing only hate and darkness.

History(this is probably the most important part): He was born in times now long forgotten, in a palace, and tutored all his life for the destiny that was his life. He excelled at all of this. As a youngster, he wasn’t often heeded at council, as he was seen as a hothead. He was haughty, arrogant, and very proud of his herritage. He considered himself and his people the supreme rulers of their world. All of these assumptions were shattered by the war. He was a great leader in this war, once he was tutored by his “guardian angel”; that would be the higher spirit he would call on for help. He commanded many thousands of warriors, and commanded them well. Sadly, his parents both perished in the war, leaving him alone save for the other two Guardians. They were his real family, anyways. He found himself falling in love with Elyrin, and Kovin was his truest friend, and had been since their childhood. When Kovin died in the final battle, defending Lomir’is, and saving his life, he was devestated. He wandered the island for days with the remnants of his army, leading the evil warriors off the trail of his love and their tribe. Finally, when nearly all of both sides were dead, they found their way to Libet, and were re-united with their families. He bonded quickly to a young unicorn, born of two of the ones who had been changed from elves, and found himself forgetting that this one bore the blood of all he hated. That unicorn died, and now his son is in his father’s place by Lomir’is’s side. He spends much time with his lovemate, and is overjoyed that their child will soon be born. He feels young again, like a century old. “The Change” -being made an immortal- didn’t affect him much, except that he never seemed to age, physically or mentally. He can’t wait for the child’s birth, and is finally thinking of something other than Kovin’s death. He plans on naming the child after their old companion, if his lovemate will agree. He knows that she will. Like his lifemate, he has lately found himself forgetting small details of their life in the city, but, thanks to his gifts, he can bring these memories back easily enough. He cannot wait to bring peace to the souls of all those who died in the war, from both sides.

Dreams (hopes for the future): To see his son grow in the city, to see the two sides reunited in peace, to see Baen dead.

Bond-Beast Information

Name: Olaurin

Age: 2138

Gender: Male

Appearance (coat, mane/tail, & eye colour, build & height): Tall, slender, graceful, with long legs. He has amazing endurance, and can literally run for days without tiring. His eyes are black, without a hint of colour, as are his mane, tail, and horn, which is longer than that of the typical unicorn. His head is graceful, with a tapering nose and soft, gentle eyes. His tail and mane are very long, and the cubs love braiding chimes and beads into them.

Personality: He’s a great hunter, and unfailingly loyal to his master. He sees life as a duty, as a service to one who he cannot fully understand. He’s gentle, and doesn’t particularly like hunting. He prefers to locate the prey, and allow the others to finish it off. He can often be seen “conversing” with the other creatures, something that none of the others have been known to do.