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- Liam Catori - 06-04-2012 [html] Player Name:Marie Character Name:Liam Catori Date of Birth: December 28 2010 Path Desired: unsure NPC Characters/Animals: None Residence:Jordheim Any house I guess cause I could not find a numbered map or anything Liam Catori
I wanna take the ultimate step
Find the courage to be born Risk it all and not the forget the lessons that I hold OOC Junk
Word Count :: 000 Liam was unable to go home and that was just something he had to get used to. He had chosen to come all the way out here and make his own life and that was what he was going to do. So he needed to pick himself up and dust off and keep going. He had heard of a pack that ha sprouted up he knew little of them but he wanted to rest his paws and call a place home. Liam smiled as he made his way. He had never really been this far away from the court. He wondered if his mother or father would be able to come and visit him. he sighed as he shook his head. Ok so he needed to at least look presentable. He stopped and dusted off his pants and ran a through his black hair. He had been traveling for about two weeks and he was tired no horse or another to really keep him company. He adjusted his long red scarf and moved a few steps more. Liam took a deep breath and let out a howl calling for a leader. Image courtesy of shutterhacks; table by Marie <style>.liampoke { background-image:url(http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i235/ ... ksliam.jpg); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position: bottom; background-color:#000000; width:500px; margin:0px auto; text-align: left; padding:20px 0px 10px 0px; color:#CDCDCD; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:12px; line-height:18px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; outline:1px solid #000000;} .liampoke b {color:#FFFFFF; } .liampoke p { text-indent:40px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; } .liampoke p.ooc { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px; } .liampoke .name { font-size:40px; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-transform:uppercase; text-align:right; margin:0px 25px 0px 0px; color:#FFFFFF; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 1px; } .liampoke .text {text-align:right; margin:0px 25px 15px 0px; } .liampokeTop {text-align:right; font-size:9px; color:#fff; letter-spacing:3px; text-transform:uppercase; margin:0px 0px 0px 190px; line-height:100%; background-color:#6d0000; width:310px; } .liampokeInput {padding:10px; width:300px; height:240px; overflow:auto; margin:10px 0px 0px 170px;} .liampoke-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style> [/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 06-04-2012 [html]
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Saul's head was in a bit of a spin. The beginning of the month had started with his discovery of the siblings Baharack and Karril on the borders. They had joined Vinátta's ranks gratefully and Saul could say that he got on well with them. They were polar opposites it seemed, but there were qualities in each that Saul appreciated and knew would work well in their ranks. Vinátta did not discriminate on much and they welcomed all into their ranks. In fact, just yesterday another call had rang out from the borders. Saul had moved was an urgency that allowed him to reach the borders in a few short moments. Miskunn's warning still hung over his head and he was constantly on alert for those who seemed suspicious. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html] - Liam Catori - 06-04-2012 [html] Liam Catori
I wanna take the ultimate step
Find the courage to be born Risk it all and not the forget the lessons that I hold OOC Junk
Word Count :: 000Pleasse forgive my rustyness the young male had manners drilled into him like fish knew how to swim. He had stood at they're borders dual colored eyes watched the land. He wondered if he went back to the court could he just walk in? his father was the leader and that well maybe not. He had to admit that he felt so alone here in this world with out his family. The earths sounds were the only thing to comfort and guide him. He held tight to the strap on his bag not a lot was in there but it held a few books and other things that he'd always keep near. Liam smiled as he looked at the land. A man that held authority and power came into sight. He had to admit that looking at him, he reminded Liam of his Father. Not by looks but by the way he held himself and the words it was just like being home. the male held power but showed kindness as well. Liam bowed giving him a show of respect. My name is Liam catori. I left my home weeks ago to find my own path. I have come looking for a home his tone steady and confident. Image courtesy of shutterhacks; table by Marie <style>.liampoke { background-image:url(http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i235/ ... ksliam.jpg); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position: bottom; background-color:#000000; width:500px; margin:0px auto; text-align: left; padding:20px 0px 10px 0px; color:#CDCDCD; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:12px; line-height:18px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; outline:1px solid #000000;} .liampoke b {color:#FFFFFF; } .liampoke p { text-indent:40px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; } .liampoke p.ooc { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px; } .liampoke .name { font-size:40px; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-transform:uppercase; text-align:right; margin:0px 25px 0px 0px; color:#FFFFFF; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 1px; } .liampoke .text {text-align:right; margin:0px 25px 15px 0px; } .liampokeTop {text-align:right; font-size:9px; color:#fff; letter-spacing:3px; text-transform:uppercase; margin:0px 0px 0px 190px; line-height:100%; background-color:#6d0000; width:310px; } .liampokeInput {padding:10px; width:300px; height:240px; overflow:auto; margin:10px 0px 0px 170px;} .liampoke-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style> [/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 06-04-2012 [html]
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As he came to a stop, Saul was able to take a good look at the male in front of him. He was young, perhaps a little younger than Saul and he appeared to be at least a little nervous. Hands twisted into a bag strap that didn't look too heavy and Saul could only assume that the man held very little of sentimental value. That wasn't a problem- in fact that was the reason for the welcome pack. Many had nothing when they came to their borders, and it was designed to give those with nothing something to start with. Saul was pleased to see the male relax his posture a bit once he had spoken- it appeared the man was just a friendly in nature. The Virding allowed a soft smile to wash over his lips, before the youngsters words came. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html] - Liam Catori - 06-04-2012 [html] Liam Catori
I wanna take the ultimate step
Find the courage to be born Risk it all and not the forget the lessons that I hold Word Count :: 000 Pleasse forgive my rustyness
Liam could feel his nerves soothing as he saw the look on the males face. Here was a calm and peaceful feeling something that he had only felt back home at the Court. He had spoken and the man before him seemed to be absorbing his words and Liam could don nothing but smile. He did not feel as though he had nothing to his name. He was building knowledge and building friendships. He was hunting Liam nodded Of course He spoke. He would do anything to find himself a place to rest his head. He would work hard and do what was needed. He knew the importance of a hard days work. After all his father and mother had taught him that things did not just get handed to one. Home, home well that was a question that was hard to answer. My mother always told me that home is where you choose to make it.' he spoke not trying to be a smart-ass. I come from the court. Cour des Miracles, My sibling and parents are there. My Father is The king himself
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The male in front of him answered affirmatively to Saul's words on the questions. It was necessary for this questioning- not only for Saul's knowledge and reassurance but for the protection and care of the pack. He needed to know where the new members came from and any potential threats to the pack from this new members past. Luckily, he'd never had to deal with any consequences of bad pasts catching up on him or any pack he'd been in. However, he would remain vigilant in all aspects of his questioning. The man's voice came once more and Saul snorted softly, a nod to his head. Saul couldn't exactly exchange stories about their mothers- his had died just a few weeks into his life. He did, however, spend a little of his puphood with his aunt. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html] - Liam Catori - 06-04-2012 [html] Liam Catori
I wanna take the ultimate step
Find the courage to be born Risk it all and not the forget the lessons that I hold Word Count :: 000 Pleasse forgive my rustyness
He had never been a joiner to a pack before and although he knew what was coming and that he must tell the truth it was just odd. He had once been the one traveling with either his mother or father. As he aged he had even fought in war and helped those hurt heal. he was an asset to have atleast in his mind. It was not as hard as I thought it would be. He spoke with a smile. his mother had told him that he needed to do what he needed to do. She was the type of parent every child wished they had. She loved all her kids and gave them advice setting them on their own to fly. Liam smiled at the next question. He had many things to offer and well that placed him at ease. I'm a young medic, I know basic knowledge but I truly enjoy the craft. I know how to reset bones and stich shut wounds. He said looking at him. Like most wolves i can hunt, but I also read and write. I'm fluent in english and french His fluffy brown tail wagged a bit as he watched. Image courtesy of shutterhacks; table by Marie <style>.liampoke { background-image:url(http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i235/ ... ksliam.jpg); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position: bottom; background-color:#000000; width:500px; margin:0px auto; text-align: left; padding:20px 0px 10px 0px; color:#CDCDCD; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:12px; line-height:18px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; outline:1px solid #000000;} .liampoke b {color:#FFFFFF; } .liampoke p { text-indent:40px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; } .liampoke p.ooc { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px; } .liampoke .name { font-size:40px; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-transform:uppercase; text-align:right; margin:0px 25px 0px 0px; color:#FFFFFF; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 1px; } .liampoke .text {text-align:right; margin:0px 25px 15px 0px; } .liampokeTop {text-align:right; font-size:9px; color:#fff; letter-spacing:3px; text-transform:uppercase; margin:0px 0px 0px 190px; line-height:100%; background-color:#6d0000; width:310px; } .liampokeInput {padding:10px; width:300px; height:240px; overflow:auto; margin:10px 0px 0px 170px;} .liampoke-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style> [/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 06-05-2012 [html]
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Saul could feel himself growing to like the boy in front of him. He was obviously intelligent and appeared to think with his own mind, unlike some who were content to be told what to do. With the increase of members to Vinátta, Saul knew that their growth would mean they could start building things and it would be an advantage to have a young male who was more than intelligent enough to moderate his own work. His words came in response to Saul's comment about moving and he nodded softly, allowing this thread of the conversation to die off. There was little point in bringing it up once more, the matter was closed. Instead, he listened to the mans next words, which were in response to his own question. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html] - Vinátta - 06-05-2012 [html]
- Liam Catori - 06-08-2012 [html] Liam Catori
I wanna take the ultimate step
Find the courage to be born Risk it all and not the forget the lessons that I hold OOC Junk
Word Count :: 000sorry busy week He was waiting for more of the third degree from the male. Though he was sure each clan had their own way of doing things. He had found himself calling the homes less of packs and more of clans or communities. to him a pack was like in books wolves following their roots. Unlike most where they used these human forms. For him he used his so that he may treat others and care for them. He too healed? this was amazing he had not been able to really learn from another someone older with wisdom. The male spoke and he smiled it was true no matter how much Liam felt he was still learning. Thank you so much. He said bowing again. taking his first step into his new home, he had a place to rest his head for good. He moved to follow Saul. For a few moments the man was silent taking in the scent and the sights. I know this is goign to sound stupid. Saul could you be my teacher? all I know is minor knowledge from human books and info on animals is hard to come by most of what i've read is about humans. I would really be honored to learn under you. He spoke looking to him. Image courtesy of shutterhacks; table by Marie <style>.liampoke { background-image:url(http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i235/ ... ksliam.jpg); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position: bottom; background-color:#000000; width:500px; margin:0px auto; text-align: left; padding:20px 0px 10px 0px; color:#CDCDCD; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:12px; line-height:18px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; outline:1px solid #000000;} .liampoke b {color:#FFFFFF; } .liampoke p { text-indent:40px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; } .liampoke p.ooc { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px; } .liampoke .name { font-size:40px; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; text-transform:uppercase; text-align:right; margin:0px 25px 0px 0px; color:#FFFFFF; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 1px; } .liampoke .text {text-align:right; margin:0px 25px 15px 0px; } .liampokeTop {text-align:right; font-size:9px; color:#fff; letter-spacing:3px; text-transform:uppercase; margin:0px 0px 0px 190px; line-height:100%; background-color:#6d0000; width:310px; } .liampokeInput {padding:10px; width:300px; height:240px; overflow:auto; margin:10px 0px 0px 170px;} .liampoke-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style> [/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 06-10-2012 [html]
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The young mans grateful words were met with a small smile and a nod. Saul remembered what it was like back in Dahlia, the accomplishment that welled within him when he gave someone a home. He was now one of the leaders of this growing family and the feeling did not loosen. Perhaps it was the compassion in his personality, but it pained him to see others lost, wandering or homeless. Now that they had their permanent home, they would not be moving. Green eyes danced with mirth as Liam stepped into Vinátta- his new home and made to follow him. They moved towards Jordheim in silence for a moment, comfortable and unassuming. Liam spoke up after a few moments, his words self doubting at first. Saul listened, cinnamon ears flickering forward to catch the request. He glanced towards Liam, a grin on his face. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html] |