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Withseoul
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Joined: 6/18/2018
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Posted: 8/7/2018 at 4:31 PM
Post #21
ah sorry i forgot the plot as i was thinking, writers block is annoying.
Griffinquill
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Joined: 9/17/2017
Threads: 124
Posts: 3,965
Posted: 8/7/2018 at 4:48 PM
Post #22
It truly is.
Yamato
Level 65
The Artistic
Joined: 7/14/2018
Threads: 68
Posts: 4,224
Posted: 8/7/2018 at 5:53 PM
Post #23
Name: Enli Torrensson
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Godly Parent: Skadi (Jotunn and goddess of winter, skiing, mountains, and archery)
Role: Normal Friend | Demigod
Personality: He is very shy in personality. He doesn't mind the cold and enjoys reading books. He is pretty timid, but isn't usually phased by wild beasts such as bears or moose. However, he is deathly afraid of birds. He can absolutely not stand them. He is pretty athletic, but a bit clumsy. He's not a very good people person and often points out the obvious (No matter how embarrassing or insensitive it could be). He's very cautious about things, and will ponder decisions for a long period of time before finally coming to a conclusion. He has a special love (*cough* obsession *cough*) for bears.
Backstory: Enli (or En) was born in the village as the son of Torren Liefsson and Skadi. Growing up, he would often ask his dad who his mother was, and always got the same answer. Torren refused to tell him anything about his mother, and would try very hard to pretend like he had never met the woman. However, on Enli's thirteenth birthday, his father described his mother. She was tall and slender, with dark hair and green eyes. He told him that his mother's name was Asta Autidottir (an alias she took on while living with Torren) and that he met her while hunting. However, he did not tell En that "Asta" was a Norse goddess and a frost giant from Jotunheim, which led En to believe that he could find her. Enli tried to find her, but ended up returning to the village, where he cares for horses.
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Other: Yggdrasil is fabulous, but Jormungandr is best World Serpent.
Edited By Sweden on 8/7/2018 at 5:56 PM.
Griffinquill
Level 60
Ghost Writer
Joined: 9/17/2017
Threads: 124
Posts: 3,965
Posted: 8/8/2018 at 4:36 PM
Post #24
Accepted.
Yamato
Level 65
The Artistic
Joined: 7/14/2018
Threads: 68
Posts: 4,224
Posted: 8/9/2018 at 4:37 PM
Post #25
OMG! It's a pic of Norway! I recognise his little curl!!! XD *cough* not that I'm that weird or anything *cough*
Hawke
Level 73
The Kind-Hearted
Joined: 7/7/2013
Threads: 324
Posts: 16,550
Posted: 9/14/2018 at 1:10 AM
Post #26
Am I too late for this?
Griffinquill
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Joined: 9/17/2017
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Posts: 3,965
Posted: 9/14/2018 at 9:47 AM
Post #27
No, of course not. I'd just have to add you to the roleplay order once your done and assign the weapon. We only just started the actual rp. Go ahead and sign up.
Hawke
Level 73
The Kind-Hearted
Joined: 7/7/2013
Threads: 324
Posts: 16,550
Posted: 9/14/2018 at 2:54 PM
Post #28
Name:
Magnhild Osbern
Gender:
female
Age:
20 years old
Godly Parent:
Freya
Role:
friend
Personality:
Of the twins she is the more spunky of the two. Mags (as she likes to be called) is a flirty being that seems as if she doesn't have much of a filter. The very air about her is confident and rather cheerful making those around her happy when she just passes by. Laughter more than often follows her ever present smile, its only when a frown shadows her face that one should know that something is bothering her. When faced with a threat she will always put herself between her younger brother and the threat. She's motherly to all that she meets, and treats everyone as if they are her closest friends.
Backstory:
The entire village, least those old enough to, remember the day the half beaten man stumbled into town during what could be called the longest day of the year. He was weak, bloodied from head to two with what could only be the air of despair and evil following him as he drunkenly made his way toward the warm lights that burned in the windows of every home in the village. He never made it. As he stepped foot into the village he collapsed the bundle of blankets falling from his arms as he did. Many say they could even see the dark shadow of a man standing behind the unfortunate soul, but the shadow disappeared as the first person approached. The man was dead before anyone was able to help him, his injuries taking their toll on him. It was when the blanket let out a cry that the full weight of the situation set in. Safely tucked into the thick woolen sheet where a pair of twins, a little boy and a rather wild girl. The girl was screaming as the warmth faded in the dark of the night, though the boy ever made a peep. There was no sign of a mother about, and with their father's death the two where say to as orphans. It wasn't long after though that the Osbern family took the children in as their own, which was oddly rewarding seeing that just days before Oilli (the wife) had lost her own baby. The couple raised the children as nothing happened, and no one seemed to bring up the happening of the day they arrived in the village. The twins have no clue of their origins, nor to they question that they may in fact be adopted.
Appearance: Other:
She cares for a small fox that comes up to their home, his name is Troels.
Name:
Raynor Osbern
Gender:
male
Age:
20 years old
Godly Parent:
Freya
Role:
Friend
Personality:
Unlike his sister he is a quiet man, keeping mainly to himself and his work. It's rare that he ever speaks for himself despite his gentle nature. Despite his tall warrior like appearance he is actually very sweet and kind, anger seeming to evade him all together. He is easily offended, and can be considered a softy to those who has ever seen him have one of his episodes.
Backstory:
The entire village, least those old enough to, remember the day the half beaten man stumbled into town during what could be called the longest day of the year. He was weak, bloodied from head to two with what could only be the air of despair and evil following him as he drunkenly made his way toward the warm lights that burned in the windows of every home in the village. He never made it. As he stepped foot into the village he collapsed the bundle of blankets falling from his arms as he did. Many say they could even see the dark shadow of a man standing behind the unfortunate soul, but the shadow disappeared as the first person approached. The man was dead before anyone was able to help him, his injuries taking their toll on him. It was when the blanket let out a cry that the full weight of the situation set in. Safely tucked into the thick woolen sheet where a pair of twins, a little boy and a rather wild girl. The girl was screaming as the warmth faded in the dark of the night, though the boy ever made a peep. There was no sign of a mother about, and with their father's death the two where say to as orphans. It wasn't long after though that the Osbern family took the children in as their own, which was oddly rewarding seeing that just days before Oilli (the wife) had lost her own baby. The couple raised the children as nothing happened, and no one seemed to bring up the happening of the day they arrived in the village. The twins have no clue of their origins, nor to they question that they may in fact be adopted.
Appearance: Other:
Edited By Hawkeye on 9/14/2018 at 3:07 PM.
Griffinquill
Level 60
Ghost Writer
Joined: 9/17/2017
Threads: 124
Posts: 3,965
Posted: 9/14/2018 at 4:30 PM
Post #29
Beautiful, and accepted! Refer to the roleplay in a little bit for your weapon.
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