Post by nostariel on Nov 6, 2006 20:18:03 GMT -5
Like an arrow, soaring through the air, profession takes time and achievement. Working hard all your life to achieve complete master ness. Archery for example, One cannot simply take up the bow, and expect to hit every target…No, it takes time…Practice, and devotion. The write dynamics to pull back with strength and accuracy, lifting up the target of eye to know the arc of the arrow in which it must go to hit a mark down. Feel the gentle feathers just below your chin, then to release those three fingers and breathe out, to have the flame of achievement rise in your heart as the target hits dead.
Profession, it takes time, and hard work…and you never complete it completely, yet go on, to learn more. Rarely, is truly ever achieved.
The sleek form of a giant cat pushed through the ancient wood. Ivory fangs pulled low over a furred lip, while a black nose was raised to the air, sniffing in the scents. A low growl suffaced in it’s chest and it raised it’s amber eyes to it’s rider on it’s back. Boots came down with a gentle crunch as the night elf came around, rubbing the bridge of the nose of the cat, her purple blue delicate fingers running over the cats head. “Esteë” she whispered gently, her voice coming off like the rushing brook of the coming twilight. The large cat gave a lowly whine then slowly turned away, darting into the blackness.
The elf turned around, her vibrant blue eyes ,which seemed to hold an unearthly light in them, searching the stillness.
Teldrassil Silverwing that’s what she was called, what a strange last name, yet her’s none the less.
Teldrassil, she was night elf, with a wild heart and longing for adventure. Her skin was a light purpleish-blue. A dark purple tattoo curved about her eyes, starting at the corner and ending past her chin ((like the second pictures)) Long straight hair,which heald an envious shine fell to her hips, yet unlike most her kind, it was a forest green color. Long pointed ears peeked from her green hair, while I high arced brow sat over her almond shaped eyes. She wore a quite extravagant attire. Dark purple armor with silver addings was placed upon her chest, large armor plates with the same design was placed upon her seemingly delicate shoulders. Dark, raven blue feathers peeked under from the shoulders and out from under the sides of her chest piece. Armor plates on her arms, with the same deep violet color with silver weaved into the design pulled from her wrists to her elbows, with a green emerald on each. A necklace with a silver crescent moon sat gently against she collar bone, while a dark purple cloth like skirt was heald onto her hips with a silver belt, with two emeralds. ((look to first pic for attire)) A long elegant black bow with silver esnscriptions was heald tightly in her hand, while a dark purple quiver with silver designs rested on her back.
Teldrassil finally came through the trees to a large plaetue. Her keen eyes spotted to strangers a bit away, yet most curiously she saw a young child night elf, and beside her a fallen knight. Every muscle in her body tensed and she looked to the two strangers, then sprinted ahead, with startling speed that could rival any horse. She came to a halting stop, her boots sliding slightly in the dirt. Setting down her bow where she could reach, she looked over the young girl, noting her greenness. Empathy welled slightly in her chest.She could imagine what teasing she had gone through, she too had gone through some slightly her self. Usually hair was black, or dark blue or purple, yet hers was an embarrassing green. Looking over the child she wiped a piece of hair from her face, then moved to the man, her eyes darted over his frame looking for the wound. Her eyes darted around for some herbs she could use, yet her fingers became more shakey as she fealt once again the tingle of suspicion rise on the back of her neck…The two strangers from before .
ooc| rushed...sorry....Again, I hold out two characters you can be...The young night elf, who is ALL green, THe knight she kneels beside...OR the two strangers away..I'm pretty much carving out the places you can be in here XD
Profession, it takes time, and hard work…and you never complete it completely, yet go on, to learn more. Rarely, is truly ever achieved.
The sleek form of a giant cat pushed through the ancient wood. Ivory fangs pulled low over a furred lip, while a black nose was raised to the air, sniffing in the scents. A low growl suffaced in it’s chest and it raised it’s amber eyes to it’s rider on it’s back. Boots came down with a gentle crunch as the night elf came around, rubbing the bridge of the nose of the cat, her purple blue delicate fingers running over the cats head. “Esteë” she whispered gently, her voice coming off like the rushing brook of the coming twilight. The large cat gave a lowly whine then slowly turned away, darting into the blackness.
The elf turned around, her vibrant blue eyes ,which seemed to hold an unearthly light in them, searching the stillness.
Teldrassil Silverwing that’s what she was called, what a strange last name, yet her’s none the less.
Teldrassil, she was night elf, with a wild heart and longing for adventure. Her skin was a light purpleish-blue. A dark purple tattoo curved about her eyes, starting at the corner and ending past her chin ((like the second pictures)) Long straight hair,which heald an envious shine fell to her hips, yet unlike most her kind, it was a forest green color. Long pointed ears peeked from her green hair, while I high arced brow sat over her almond shaped eyes. She wore a quite extravagant attire. Dark purple armor with silver addings was placed upon her chest, large armor plates with the same design was placed upon her seemingly delicate shoulders. Dark, raven blue feathers peeked under from the shoulders and out from under the sides of her chest piece. Armor plates on her arms, with the same deep violet color with silver weaved into the design pulled from her wrists to her elbows, with a green emerald on each. A necklace with a silver crescent moon sat gently against she collar bone, while a dark purple cloth like skirt was heald onto her hips with a silver belt, with two emeralds. ((look to first pic for attire)) A long elegant black bow with silver esnscriptions was heald tightly in her hand, while a dark purple quiver with silver designs rested on her back.
Teldrassil finally came through the trees to a large plaetue. Her keen eyes spotted to strangers a bit away, yet most curiously she saw a young child night elf, and beside her a fallen knight. Every muscle in her body tensed and she looked to the two strangers, then sprinted ahead, with startling speed that could rival any horse. She came to a halting stop, her boots sliding slightly in the dirt. Setting down her bow where she could reach, she looked over the young girl, noting her greenness. Empathy welled slightly in her chest.She could imagine what teasing she had gone through, she too had gone through some slightly her self. Usually hair was black, or dark blue or purple, yet hers was an embarrassing green. Looking over the child she wiped a piece of hair from her face, then moved to the man, her eyes darted over his frame looking for the wound. Her eyes darted around for some herbs she could use, yet her fingers became more shakey as she fealt once again the tingle of suspicion rise on the back of her neck…The two strangers from before .
ooc| rushed...sorry....Again, I hold out two characters you can be...The young night elf, who is ALL green, THe knight she kneels beside...OR the two strangers away..I'm pretty much carving out the places you can be in here XD
