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Lady Blue03 · 01-16-2003, 12:49 AM

ooc-awesome sig chi, but lose it in the game

Character: Verloren Esgaroth Dragonflame (sound familiar LHEL lol. Different version of her though)
A young half-elven mage, just celebrated her 17th nameday. Her father is King of a rich land noted for its intelligent horses, and her mother an elf noble of Suldenessar. Not liking her situation at the palace, she left home in search of adventure. With her is Zachana, a faerie-dragon; her familiar, and a young colt named Wind Shadow, hardly even a year old. Verloren is 5'1 and the colt's whithers already reach the middle of her chest. When he is older, he will be her War Stallion. Her clothing is her own custom robe, a smooth black silk with red scrolling, but offers a +3 protection. She wears stout bottomed slipper's of dark red, and a cloak the same design of her robe. A +1 dagger is tucked securley in its small sheath at her waist. Verloren has dark brown red-tinted hair to the smalls of her back, and a strikingly beautiful face even though she is still young for her race. Her eyes are a deep brown flecked with red. She is quick to smile and loves to laugh.

Verloren sighed as she trecked through the grass. It looked taken care of, perhaps there was a town nearby. Wind Shadow whinnied at the sight of the fresh grass, and immediatley started to graze. Frowning at her friend, Verloren shook her head and spotted a young elf sitting against a cart, munching on some bread. She walked over to him, Zachana peeping curiously out of her pack,

"Hello, my names Verloren," she sat next to him and grinned, "Is a there a reason your eating that bread behind a cart?"

01-16-2003, 12:49 AM	#4
Lady Blue03 Xanathar Thieves Guild Join Date: January 18, 2002 Age: 39 Posts: 4,557	ooc-awesome sig chi, but lose it in the game Character: Verloren Esgaroth Dragonflame (sound familiar LHEL lol. Different version of her though) A young half-elven mage, just celebrated her 17th nameday. Her father is King of a rich land noted for its intelligent horses, and her mother an elf noble of Suldenessar. Not liking her situation at the palace, she left home in search of adventure. With her is Zachana, a faerie-dragon; her familiar, and a young colt named Wind Shadow, hardly even a year old. Verloren is 5'1 and the colt's whithers already reach the middle of her chest. When he is older, he will be her War Stallion. Her clothing is her own custom robe, a smooth black silk with red scrolling, but offers a +3 protection. She wears stout bottomed slipper's of dark red, and a cloak the same design of her robe. A +1 dagger is tucked securley in its small sheath at her waist. Verloren has dark brown red-tinted hair to the smalls of her back, and a strikingly beautiful face even though she is still young for her race. Her eyes are a deep brown flecked with red. She is quick to smile and loves to laugh. Verloren sighed as she trecked through the grass. It looked taken care of, perhaps there was a town nearby. Wind Shadow whinnied at the sight of the fresh grass, and immediatley started to graze. Frowning at her friend, Verloren shook her head and spotted a young elf sitting against a cart, munching on some bread. She walked over to him, Zachana peeping curiously out of her pack, "Hello, my names Verloren," she sat next to him and grinned, "Is a there a reason your eating that bread behind a cart?"