Player's Name: Ali

Player's Email Address: mozartese@hotmail.com

Character's Name: Utulié

Soulname: Uli

Soulsymble: Three quarter Water, one quarter Light

Gender: Male

Age: 143

Parents and siblings (if applicable):

Mother: Saluné (deceased)

Father: Alun (deceased)

Lovemate(s): None

Lifemate(s): None

Position in the Tribe: Warrior, hunter, daydreamer, futur scout (possibly)

Height/Build/Shape of Face: Average height, but very slender and lithe. Not very strong physically, but quick on his feet, with excellent balance. A narrow face, with a soft chin and gently defined cheekbones.

Eyes (shape, colour): Large, slightly round, one pale blue, the other dark gold in colour. He has excellent vision as well as great hearing, and some believe him to be a ‘throwback’ from the days when their ancestors, even before the ones from the city, lived and hunted in Libet.

Hair (style, length, colour): Dark gold, brilliant and sleek, thick and lustrous, falling to his waist or tied back in a long ponytail.

Clothing (keeping in mind that it's always warm): A short golden vest worn over a light tan shirt with long sleeves. A pair of tight breeches, black in colour, tucked into soft deerskin boots. A sack that he carries everywhere, tied like a backpack, made of very fine leather.

Weapons: A longbow, that he made himself a few turns ago, with long arrows, wickedly barbed. A shortsword, just a bit longer than a hunting knife, slightly curved at the end.

Jewelry: A pendant, fashioned out of what he swears is part of a dragon’s scale, given to him by his mother at birth.

Items of Importance: His bag, which he will not let anyone touch, which contains relics of his past, and his people’s past. These relics are the means of mastering a long-lost art, of dreamweaving, and calling the dragons into one’s mind as one sleeps. He doesn’t know this yet, however, and sees these items as mere reminders of a past he doesn’t want to see forgotten.

Tattoos/Scars: None, but he wants a tattoo of a dragon on his back, or maybe his leg... he hasn’t exactly decided yet.

Personality: Quiet and shy, and quite misunderstood. He feels betrayed by his tribe, and doesn’t understand why they won’t listen to him. The only ones who do are Elyrin and Lomir’is, and he’s developped a bit of a crush on both of them. He knows very well that nothing will ever come of it, and would rather gain their respect than anything, in any case. The only time he isn’t shy is when someone gets him started on the subject of dragons. He loves dragons; stories about them, the mere idea of something so powerful and beautiful. If he could, he’d be a dragon, but his every wish would be fulfilled if only he could see one, just once, when he’s awake instead of in his dreams. He’s really like a cub when one of the ancients is speaking of dragons, or telling a cub-tail about them.

Likes: Tales of dragons, hunting, dreaming.

Dislikes: Being made fun of, since when he’s embarrassed his face turns beet red. People discounting the tales of dragons as “cub-tails”.

Skills: He’s a real killer with the bow or sling, and has great ballance. He’s thinking of becoming a scout, but is still considered a bit young for that.

Weaknesses: He can’t really take a joke, or criticism, very well. He’s a bit of a loner, and always assumes that people are talking about him.

Fears: That he will never see dragons. That he will never find a tutor.

History(this is probably the most important part): His parents left Lebet years ago, to search for dragons. They left him behind with the others, since a cub would be in very real danger on this type of quest. Sadly, in attempting to cross the ocean, both perished. Their sacrifice is even now made little of, as no one else believes that the dragons can be awakened. Still, Utulié shares his parents’ passion for the creatures, and believes firmly that they will one day come to him. He has dreams of them nearly every night, and it really distresses him when he doesn’t dream of them. He feels their presence wherever he goes, and fancies that he can sometimes see angels. Whether this is only his fantasy, or the truth, remains to be revealed. His gifts have not been uncovered yet, but most likely, they will very soon.

Dreams (hopes for the future): To meet a dragon, and to return to the old way of life, where one such as he might find honour. To fall in love (I told you that he was a dreamer!).

Bond-Beast Information

Name: Mims

Age: 56

Gender: Female

Appearance (coat, mane/tail, & eye colour, build & height): A white coat, with black stockings and a black mane and tail. Brilliant black-blue eyes, and an ebony horn. Tall and slender like her bondmate, and nearly as fast as the fastest mare in the tribe. Not quite, though, but she is still young...

Personality: Friendly, foal-like, dreamy. She’s unpredictable sometimes, and can be a bit cranky, but overall she’s pleasant. She does resent that her bondmate would rather be dreaming than be with her, though, as she thinks of herself as absolutely wonderful, and him even better. She’s really in love with him, in the strictest sense of the word.