St. Ignacerta's Towers [OOC/Signup]

[On Hold] St. Ignacerta's Towers [OOC/Signup]

The vast kingdom of Kaves is a lush and beautiful place. Sprawling evergreen forests, sparkling lakes, and varied and majestic wildlife all fill the kingdom with wonder...but also great danger. Away from the single large city at Kaves's heart, tiny villages train their youngsters in the ways of the wild, and how to bond with the natural and magical beasts around them.

The villages hunt, farm, and fish to feed themselves, and trade in goods rather than money. The people learn to fight from an early age, since the small humans are weak compared to the wild beasts, ranging from the common bear and cougar, to the powerful and exotic chimera or roc, and the rarest of them all...the dragon. Kavean dragons are an elusive breed, with snakelike bodies and broad wings, slender arms and keen eyes. They grow to massive sizes, and even then are almost never seen. To see a dragon is said to predict a good long life, as the beasts will rarely bless a human with their presence.

There are rumours of a place where hundreds, even thousands of dragons gather at once; the massive towers build long ago by a mysterious man named St. Ignacerta. The towers are said to dwarf even the tallest of trees and burn with never-dying dragon flame, and dragons are said to lay there eggs in such places. But despite the rumours, not a single soul has seen a tower since Ignacerta built them with his powerful magic thousands of years ago. Some young ones will harbour fantastic dreams of finding these towers and perhaps stealing a dragon's egg from within the magical flames...but such dreams tend to be short-lived, as many who search for them never come back.

Perhaps you harbour this dream. As a young person in the tiny village of Arabi, you have heard the stories, but may have not given them much thought, like many of your elders, or you may desire nothing more than to find the towers and the glory that comes with such a discovery. Or perhaps you have lived long in the village, keeping the dream hidden, but alive. Whatever your age, something is giving off a great pulling force, a need, to certain people in the village to find the towers. These people most often have a connection of some sort to the dragons; a sighting, a dream, a story that stayed with them their whole life...something strong and clinging that refuses to be shaken off.



[holy infodump batman]

Village life is not usually very exciting; playing about and doing small tasks as a young child, perhaps helping in the fields as you get a bit older, until one of the most important events in your life. After reaching 17 years of age, children become adults, and take part in the Marking Ceremony. They are given a weapon to hunt and fight with, and bonded to the unique mount of the area around Arabi; the Colma.

Colma are very intelligent creatures, though quiet and unable to speak the human tongue. Communicating in churrs and growls, the new adult will quickly learn to understand their bond Colma. The creatures are massive in size, growing to more than 30 hands tall in some cases, and covered in a shaggy smoky grey fur, though individuals have been known to be darker or lighter on occasion. They are dotted with stripes of nearly any colour, from white to vibrant purple, and their long, thick claws match the shade. They have tufted ears that range from floppy and small to large and bat-like, and round, lamp-like yellow eyes. They rarely show teeth except when surprised, angered, or scared, and when they do, the grin is wide and full of sharp teeth.

Along with a Colma partner, the child is also bonded with another child of the same age, give or take a year or two. These two are chosen judging by how close they were before the Ceremony, and they do everything together. The pair will live together, hunt together, and so on.

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Guidelines:
-Uh. Don't do anything dumb you guys, really.
-No chatspeak, etc, and use proper spelling, punctuation, and USE THE ENTER KEY I'm serious I shouldn't have to keep reminding people to do that.

Form:

[B]Name:[/B]
[B]Age:[/B] (over 17)
[B]Gender:[/B]

[B]Appearance:[/B]

[B]Biography:[/B]

[B]Personality:[/B]

Colma:
[B]Name:[/B]
[B]Gender:[/B]

[B]Appearance:[/B]

[B]Other:[/B]

Feel free to ask if anything is unclear or you want additional information.

Meeeee (unfinished):

Name: Twila Hawthorne
Age: 18
Gender: Female

Appearance: Twila is pretty short and slender, with short black hair, freckles, and what seems to be a perpetual sunburn. She has wide grey eyes and a rather round face, plump lips, and friendly smile. Her body is lanky and thin, though her hips and bust are filled out, and she has very strong legs. She typically dresses in a simple leather top that fits tightly, cloth pants (black), and thick boots, as well as a few armbands and a heavy leather belt. The belt holds a large knife, a small wooden box full of small red berries (a treat that Colma adore), and a leatherbound book.

Biography:

Personality:

Colma:
Name: Mokka
Gender: Male

Appearance: Mokka is not too big, but not too small, and his fur is an average ashy grey colour. His stripes are a blood red, and he has a heart-shaped marking on his face. He wears a leather harness when Twila rides him, which has a good-sized pair of saddlebags attached.

Other:

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Human:
Name: Aya Varali
Age: 19
Gender: Female

Appearance: Aya is relatively short, barely over 5 feet tall, but very beautiful. She has a smooth, olive-brown skin tone, with long, black hair and alluring brown eyes. Her features are very pronounced, her eyebrows and lashes long and thick, as her skin's just light enough to provide a striking contrast in shades between her skin and hair. She also has a few dark birthmarks, including a rather large one in the center of her forehead. Aya's relatively skinny, without much of either body fat or muscle tone. She likes to dress in bright, woven fabric dresses, particularly light blue or pink, often with designs she hand-sews herself.

Biography: Aya's parents immigrated to Arabi from a distant land... not even they would say where... when Aya was 3 years old. The whole family was treated with suspicion by the adults of the village. For the last 16 years, they've made a meager living, her father working the fields from dawn until dusk, and her mother as a tailor. While Aya herself was often outcast by the adults, the kids soon began to accept her and treat her as one of the crowd, and it finally culminated with her being allowed to participate in the Ceremony.

Aya doesn't have any memories of before she moved to Arabi, except a vision that keeps coming back to her in her dreams... she sees herself as a baby, but with a dragon hovering over her as opposed to her parents. Her parents are very hush about their life before moving to Arabi, and even when she asks, they quickly change the subject, without answering. She now yearns to discover about herself and her origins, and feels strongly that the only way she will be able to is to find a dragon.

Personality: Aya's very friendly and outgoing. She tries very hard to fit in with others, and isn't afraid to take rather great leaps to earn respect. She's always been rather athletic and competitive, despite her size and gender, and often makes up for her relatively subpar strength through technique, discipline, and impressive agility. Aya is very loyal and compassionate, and quite playful, especially with her best friend, Vi, her Colma.

Colma:
Name: Vi
Gender: Male

Appearance: Vi is nearly black, his fur significantly darker than most Colma, though still technically a shade of gray. He has numerous thin, crooked stripes and markings trailing down the sides of his body from his spine area, with a strikingly bright yellow-orange color, looking almost like lightning, especially when viewed at night, when the rest of his fur is nearly invisible. He's quite tall, especially when standing next to a smaller lady like Aya, and has a rather broad frame, including a rather large, fluffy belly bulging out from his midsection, only making Vi look even larger compared to others.

Other:

Reserved for you~ :3

Finished.

Name: Lark Nerue
Age: 17
Gender: Male

Appearance: Lark is average sized but appears to be shorter since he is skinny and slouches. He has a dull shade of white hair and a practically permanent scowl on his face. He has light blue eyes, matching his Colma's stripes. He wears a plain tan shirt with regular pants and work boots. He wears a silver band on his wrist and carries a pack, holding his things. In his pack, he carries his two long hunting knives. some food, treats for Shina and an extra pair of clothes.

Biography: Lark is pretty simple. He lived in a house and did his work. He had a couple of friends and played with them. But when his father didn't come back from a trip, Lark was heartbroken. His father was dearest to him. Only his Colma, Luca, came back with his hunting knives. His mother became depressed and stayed sick in bed. Lark took on a new personality, cold and lazy. Lark doesn't believe his father is dead. He's just probably injured, so Lark's quest is to find him and save him.

Personality: Lark may have a cold attitude but he warms up once he learns to trust you. His scowl is completely permanent because he has a content face when sleeping. He sleeps most of the time so when he's awake, he's scowling. Once Lark's trust is gained, he opens up slowly, first revealing some about himself then he begins to talk more and more.

Colma:
Name: Shina
Gender: Female

Appearance: Shina is smaller in comparison to many other Colma. Her fur is a lighter grey and her stripes are a light blue. But her left ear is slightly torn by a Colma that attacked her on the Marking Ceremony. A black blanket is usually draped over her.

Other: Shina was the runt of the litter so some of her teeth aren't as sharp as others.

I am reserving ofcourses~ just need to get my ducks back in a row for writing ;w; will feeneesh soon~

Name: Ila Kaur
Age: 19
Gender: Female

Appearance: Ila is reasonably taller than most girls in the village at almost 180cm. She boasts an average to slender build with fairly long arms and legs, fair hips and modest bust, and her hands and fingers are quite long and dexterous. Her skin is a well-shaded tan, and hair slightly wispy and wavy, dark brown with a twinge of brunette - worn layered and often covering part of her face and slightly longer than shoulder-length. She usually has a spacey expression and seems to be looking past anything in immediate view. Her left eye is a striking dark blue, while her right is a strange faded hazel. Her glances often dart around slightly awkwardly and her focus always seems a bit tipsy. She tends to wear short-sleeve, fairly form-fitting cloth tops in a variety of colours, as well as loose, wavy cloth pants and/or ankle-length skirts. She wears lightweight leather shoes and a light, yet rugged and worn leather belt which has a hanging pocket to the side and holsters at least two butterfly knives.

Biography:

Personality:

Colma:
Name: Lahtay
Gender: Female

Appearance: Lahtay has rather light dusty grey fur, her markings a deep regal-looking purple. Her forehead boasts a tabby-esque M shaped marking and a variety of shapes around her eyes.

Other:

Whatever do you mean I'm in two other RPs?

Reserving, thanks.

Question: What happens to someone if their Colma dies?

Oh, oh, I just had a convo with Kusa about this...here i'll pull up my quote about it:

There would be a feeling of strong loss for a long time, and if they'd been together for a long time, physical pain, for a few weeks or months after the loss, depending on how sensitive the survivor is

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Also they cannot bond with another Colma, and would most likely be sent to work fields and stuff instead of hunting. Physical pain happens if a bond of ten or more years is terminated.

As for everyone else, you're reserved and such.

Is it possible to play a character who's Colma is dead then?

You could, but you'd have to walk or something since it takes a lot of coaxing to let you ride anyone else's Colma, since there may be travelling :9

Name: Zafonn Grue
Age: 20
Gender: Male

Appearance: Zafonn maintains a gruff appearance. He has raven black hair that curls slightly at the tips, and a matching short black beard. His eyes are a dull brown, and they always look quite squinted. His skin is tanned from spending so much time outside. He has a muscular build and reins taller than many people his age. He wears stuffy black robes everywhere he goes along with a pair of very worn leather boots. On his back he carries his trusted longsword that shares his name.

Biography: Zafonn never knew his parents, as he was dropped off at the village of Arabi by a group of nomads who swore "He was an omen of death if there ever was." The nomads claimed this as the exact minute he was born two ill colts died from a horrible sickness. He was given to a stout warrior of Arabi, Redaf Grue. Redaf named his adopted son Zafonn after his sword which he gave to Zafonn when he turned seventeen. Redaf worked Zafonn hard through his entire childhood, but treated him fairly and well.

Personality: Zafonn may look a bit foreboding but he is actually quite easy-going on the inside. He has a great sense of humour, and loves a good joke. On the subject of compliments and the like he gives them when they are just, and is not afraid to criticize people when they deserve it. He is pessimistic at times, optimistic at others, though this does not seem to have anything to do with his present mood. He believes it is caused by something that he learned from Redaf, but he can't seem to remember what it is. He also hardly ever carries food or water with him for either himself or his Colma, as he believes that nature will provide those with a good heart with all of the resources they need. He refers to Redaf as "Uncle Red."

Colma:
Name: Wyn (pronounced like the beverage)
Gender: Male

Appearance: Like his rider, Wyn is quite tall, towering over many other Colma. He has very dark grey fur, with lime green stripes. The reason Zafonn bonded with Wyn was that his stripe colours reminded him of nature. His ears are short and stumpy, making them hardly floppy at all. Zafonn rides him bareback usually.

Other: Nothing to note

Form:

Name: Conner Smithson
Age: 17 1/2
Gender: Male

Appearance: Conner is rather unkempt-looking, his blond-brown hair looking like a bird's nest more than anything else. He has large, almond-shaped brown eyes, and his irises are rather large compared to the rest of his eyes. Conner's face is covered in scraggly and unshaven facial hair, mainly on his upper lip and lower chin. His chin, by the way, is strong and angular, as are his cheekbones and his nose. The young man's ears are somewhat pointed and attach completely to his head.

Conner could be described as tall, and perhaps even just as 'large'. He's not too outstandingly muscular, but he unconsciously puts out an aura similar to that of a brick wall, or perhaps that of a tame bear. His feet and hands are quite large as well, even in proportion, and he has trouble with walking quietly.

Conner is in possession of a large, diamondishly-shaped burn scar on the far left side of his belly, darker than his mediumly-tanned skin. He doesn't like to talk about it, although he's quite open about the smaller scars on his hands and forearms.

Conner generally wears a simple tool-belt, and almost always has a hammer on is person.

Biography: Conner comes from a long line of blacksmiths, and has been working with metal since the first time he was able to lift a hammer. He trained for a long while under his father, gaining the myriad of scars and burns that tattoo his hands and body. At the age of fourteen however something a tad strange happened...

His father had gone off to speak with an old friend, leaving Conner alone to tend the coals that were their livelihood. Conner went to wipe a bit of soot out of his eyes when, well, it happened. Conner swears that the coals leaped alive, twisting and coalescing into a draconian shape that flipped, flapped its fiery wings, and swooped forward, splashing into Conner's side and bowling him over.

Conner's father heard the boys yells of pain and rushed in, treating the burn out of years of experience. When the boy calmed down, he asked his father about the dragon. With a confused look, Conner's father explained that Conner had fallen into the flames, and what did he mean by a dragon?

Over the years, Conner has glossed over the incident in his mind, but remains convinced deep down that something happened that day.

Personality: Conner is an unassuming fellow, standing in the background most of the time. His speech is to the point, and he almost never uses figurative language of any kind. He's nice enough, and hides anger well except for the large vein in his neck that pulses when he's enraged.

Conner knows more than he looks like he does; he's no big blond oaf in any sense. His father taught him basic reading and writing so that he could keep business records for the blacksmith; Conner's vocabulary isn't humongous, but his willingness to learn is nothing to sneeze at.

Colma:
Name: Peyta
Gender: Female

Appearance: Peyta is very light grey, almost white in places; her stripes are thing, angular, and reddish-grey. Her eyes are bright and happy-looking, and her ears are very long and stick straight up in the air at constant attention. Her fur is kitten-soft and shaggy, making Peyta look larger than she really is, although she actuallly is taller than an average Colma. Her voice is light and birdlike.


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Are there dryads in this place? Griffins? Gremlins?

Finished my form now!

So, when can we start?

Reserve?