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Post by seirei on Sept 9, 2007 18:26:25 GMT -5
I am the wind, the steady breeze -
with eyes so cold that they could freeze
the heart and soul you offer forth,
making you feel you have no worth.
But I am gentle,
I do not disgruntle,
and nor do I detest
this fire in my breast.
For I am the noble
and the destroyer of trouble;
to end the rebellion
to bring abolition.
And here I will shine
For I am benign.
To your dreams I will give flight
and then I shall be your knight -
as the meaning within my name.
I shall spirit you aflame -
and we shall celebrate the Pentecost,
for I am a noble ghost.
“The Noble Ghost” by Myself
Full Name:
Seirei Serkan {SAY-ray; SEHR-kahn}
Name meanings:
Seirei, which is the Japanese word for, “Spirit”
Serkan, from Turkish meaning, “Of Noble Blood”
When Seirei was born his pelt was unmarred by any red markings that he wears today. His fur was a ghostly silver-gray, a very spectral color that his parents decided to name him after what one calls the haunted - “Spirit” or Seirei. As for Serkan, well this was the pack he was born into. He carried the noble blood of a pure Tundra Wolf, as all the others in his blood pack. Which is adequately translated to “of noble blood.” Thus Seirei Serkan is the “Spirit of Noble Blood.”
Nicknames:
Seirei, Sei, Rei, Sei-sei, Rei-rei, Ghost, Noble Ghost
Seirei always introduces himself by full name, Seirei Serkan. He’s very friendly, and accepts most nicknames and he’s yet to find one that he truly detests. Of course Sei-sei and Rei-rei come pretty darn close and can agitate him if used too much. His very favorite of all the nicknames he’s ever come across is Noble Ghost, or even just Ghost, for an old friend gave it to him while they were traveling together as Kerls.
Age:
Four years
Birthday:
December 13 - Early Winter
Blood:
Seirei is the son of two Tundra wolves, Kashi, his father who is also a pure blood Tundra wolf, and Zimra, his mother. This being the case, Seirei’s blood is pure due to the fact that both his parents share the bloodline of their subspecies of gray wolf.
Kingdom - Animalia
Phylum - Chordata
Subphylum - Vertebrata
Class - Mammalia
Order - Carnivora
Family - Canidae
Genus - Canis
Species - Lupus
Subspecies - Albus (Tundra Wolf)
Occurs throughout the Eurasian tundra and forest-tundra from Finland eastward to the Kamchaika Peninsula. It is a large, long-furred, light-colored animal much like its North American counterpart: Canis lupus tundarum. The Tundra Wolf is a subspecies of Grey Wolf that can be found throughout northern Europe and Asia, primarily in the northern arctic and boreal regions of Russia. Although they were eliminated from some of the Arctic islands north of Siberia, they have been recently seen on Wrangle Island.
Tundra wolves are among the largest of gray wolf subspecies. They can attain a body length of 2 meters (7 feet) and usually an average weight of 45-57 kilograms (100-125 pounds), though there are some unconfirmed reports of animals reaching weights of 100 kilograms (220 pounds). Most tundra wolves have a gray color, with mixes of black, rust and silver gray. But white is not uncommon. Due to the high latitude of their environment (71 degrees), they breed much later in the year than most other wolves, usually in late March through April. They are especially vulnerable to the fur trade, seeing as their pelages are more luxuriant than forest dwelling wolves, sometimes selling for twice as much.
Current Pack Status:
Noble Kerl
As any Kerl, Seirei is a loner. He does not travel with a pack, nor does he travel with others like him. However his nobility comes from the fact that he is pure of bloodline, and has a proper and princely persona. The Noble Kerl is friendly and often very chivalrous.
Former Pack Status:
Elite Guard
The protector of the boarders, a Guard will not let anyone who is not supposed to be in the pack pass over the threshold without some sort of proper identification or permit. They watch so that no dangerous predators might cross the boarder and endanger pups, and the also guard the den when others are sleeping. The Elite half of the Guards are only the more accomplished and higher ranked ones.
Family Pack Status:
Subordinate
Above the pups and the Sikla, this is most definitely not one of the higher ranks in a pack. In fact it is reserved for those who really don’t mesh with their family and they tend to do odd jobs acting as an almost Sikla-type character and vent for the pack to take out certain frustrations on when things go wrong.
Gender:
Male
Described by masculine articles. He, him, his, male, Dragga, brute, mann, man, mascu, and masculine. |
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Post by seirei on Sept 9, 2007 18:30:52 GMT -5
Appearance:
Height (at shoulders) - 3.2 feet (.98 meters)
Length (nose to tail) - 6.8 feet (2.08 meters)
Weight - 125 pounds (56.7 kilograms)
Pelt Length - 3.5 inches (8.9 centimeters) during winter;
1.3 inches (3.3 centimeters) summer
Paw Print - 4.3 inch (11 centimeters) wide;
5.1 inch (13 centimeters) long
Teeth Count - Standard 42
6 + 2 + 6 + 4 + 2 = 20
6 + 2 + 8 + 4 + 2 = 22
Canines - 1.5 inches (3.8 centimeters)
Nail Size - 1.1 inches (2.8 centimeters)
Seirei’s pelt was pure silver when he was first born, as it is mostly now this same ghostly pigment of gray-white. His pelt is mostly thick, though more so during the winter than in the warmer seasons when it is a little over one inch thick in most places. Of course as any wolf’s fur does, his varies in lengths all across his body.
As for markings, Seirei’s pelt slowly began to turn a deep red color as he got older, his audits became fully red, as did his thick and bushy plume. A band across the bridge of his nose became red, and two lines, one on either side of his face, just below his eyes that are shaped as the ends of two arrow tips. Each tip points towards the other, creating a shame not unlike this one: > <, of course the angles of the actual points are different.
The last band of red is set on his back, just after his shoulders. It ends a good distance before his underbelly is reached, and in fact seems to travel with his ribcage. The line is thicker at the middle, which is directly where is spine is located, and slowly thins as it spans down with his ribcage, stopping at a rounded end on either his left or right sides.
Seirei’s eyes are mid-sized. Not too narrow, but not vastly large. They are surrounded by the same inky black that any wolf’s eyes are, and are shaped the same as well. The black often seems like black eye liner, thicker around the tear ducts and toward the farthest from that, while the top and base of the eye is much thinner. His pupils are relatively mall, not growing too large when absorbing light during the evening hours, and almost vanishing completely in the bright daylight. The iris of his eyes, which holds the color pigmentation, is a gray-purple, often described as lavender and is similar to the color of his mother’s eyes.
The emotion’s within are often warm, as the eye is called the mirror to one’s soul, however if one was only to gaze directly upon the Noble Ghost they would see that the coloration of his ocular sensors makes him look rather cold hearted, cruel in a way. The could divert one into thinking that he is less noble than his surname suggests.
He is a handsome wolf with a muscle build that is fairly average and an even blend of muscle and grace. He is large by his breed’s standard, but is not so well toned that he looks bearish, no quite the opposite, his size is more complimented by the thickness of his pelt rather then the lean muscles hidden beneath. His legs are not stocky, they are in perfect proportion to the rest of his figure, but are lean and often called stilts due to the fact that he is more agile than most with and on some occasions without his size. His figure is sleek, in that he is graceful and can be called sender, though he’s also bulky due to the muscles that he carries.
His height is just above three feet, only a few inches, and this is calculated as most animal’s heights are, at his shoulders. His body length is roughly double his height and from nose to tail tip nearly seven feet long. His paws are average sized, being a little over four inches in width and a bit over five in length. His teeth count is normal, forty-two with his twelve total incisors, four one-inch canines, fourteen premolars, eight carnassials, and finally his four molars. To compliment the weapons of his teeth, his claws - colored black - were roughly the same size as his canines, albeit a few centimeters shorter.
On the heavier side, with all the sleek muscle hidden beneath the abundance of fur, his weight totals out to be precisely one hundred and twenty-five pounds, right in the range of average male Tundra wolf weight. This, of course, does not affect his agility or at which the speed he performs at. If anything it adds to these factors for it exercises the muscles in his legs making them stronger and better equipped for such acts.
The pads of his paws are weathered and worn, cracked and colored black. They are rough and callused as any wolf’s mitts would be. His nose is the very standard black, and usually wet to show that he’s a good and healthy brute, his lips and whiskers are also colored black, and a trapezoid shape bit of his pelt, just beneath his nose and leading down to his upper lip, is colored a very deep gray - almost black but still not quite; and distinguishably not.
His vocal tones are not the deepest. He would be described as a tenor at best, with a mildly low voice, but not so low that it would rumble in his chest. No, on the contrary. His voice is light and often floats through the air, though still plenty resonant.
Full Picture: 
Personality:
Seirei could be described as a Healer Idealist. He is abstract in thought and speech, cooperative in striving to meet his ends, and investigative and attentive in his personal relations. He’s seemingly tranquil and a noticeably pleasant face to the world, though to all appearances he seems reserves, even shy, but on the inside he is anything but that. Having the capacity for caring, not always found in other personality types, he cares deeply - indeed passionately - about the few special persons or a favorite cause, and his fervent aim is to bring peace and integrity to his loved one and to the world.
He has a profound sense of idealism, derived from his strong personal morality. He conceives the world as an ethical and honorable place. Indeed, to understand the inner workings of his mind you must also understand his idealism as practically boundless and even selfless, which inspires him to make extraordinary sacrifices for someone or something he believes in. Though often times his idealistic ways make him feel isolated from the rest of his kind. He dreams of creating harmonious, even caring personal relations, and has a unique talent for helping others get along with each other and work together for the good of all. Such interpersonal harmony might be a romantic ideal, but then he is an incurable romantic who prefers to focus on what might be, rather than what is. The real, practical world is only a starting place for him; he believes that life is filled with possibilities waiting to be realized, rich with meanings calling out to be understood. This idea of a mystical or spiritual dimension to life, the "not visible" or the "not yet" that can only be known through intuition or by a leap of faith, is far more important to him than the world of material things.
While all these idealistic tendencies are swirling in his head, Seirei’s heart is one of pure gold. He is a kindhearted soul, and because of this may sometimes come off as perhaps weak emotionally, though he guards this by putting up his very prim and proper façade. He will usually come off as a tad bit stuck up to those who are first meeting him, indeed he may even seem quite rude, but his intentions are pure to those who know him well and who he’s even warmed up to enough to show his more playful and fun side. More often, however, he is the very soul of kindness. Particularly in his personal relationships. He is, without question, filled with love and good intentions. He believes in giving of himself to help others; and he cherishes a few warm, sensitive friendships.
This all holds to his strict standard of personal integrity. He must be true to himself and others, for otherwise he will become stressed out and quite hard on himself when dishonest, false, or indiscreet.
Conflict and confrontation upset him because he seems to put up angry barriers between people. He’s by no means easily upset though, it will take much more than a blow to him to set him off the loop and turn the mild mannered Varg into a violent brute. Indeed if one does wish to see his more beastly side, they ought to put one of his closest friends, even pack mates, in danger. He will protect friends righteously and almost in a Prince Charming sort of way, as indeed Healer Idealists can easily be described as the fairytale Prince type.
Healers can come to develop a certain fascination with the problem of good and evil, sacred and profane. Seirei is drawn toward purity, but he can become engrossed with the profane, continuously on the lookout for the wickedness that lurks within him. Then, when he believes he has yielded to an impure temptation, he often searches for acts of self-sacrifice in atonement. Others seldom detect his inner turmoil, however, for the struggle between good and evil is within the him, and he does not feel compelled to make the issue public. This leads him to prefer to not speak of his past. He lived a very fantasy-filled childhood, which, unfortunately, was discouraged and punished by his parents. His family rather practical-minded, required his parents to be sociable and industrious in more concrete ways than his abstract mind gives. Because of this he saw himself as an ugly duckling type, unable to shrug off his parent’s expectation he would seek to please parents and even other pack mates. He didn’t know quite how to go about this and thus hid his differences - and still hides them to an extent.
If he does open up to a close friend about his past, it is because he is empathetic and can relate to their own troubles. He will gladly take the sorrow of a friend onto his own shoulders and bear their burden for them, however he will lock his own problems away, preferring not to discuss or bring them up with anyone, afraid to share the burden upon himself. This sometimes causes trouble between friends that may truly care for him, as they might be bothered by the fact that he refuses to talk about his own feelings, which ties back up with his sometimes stuck-up seeming ways.
Seirei sometimes wonders if he is okay, if his mind is not - like his brother Enid’s - lost somewhere and unable to be saved. This thought was again, brought up by his family and their punishment of his fantasies and wish for the world to be full of purity.
Sexuality:
Straight as an arrow, though he can sometimes come off as being effeminate, to the point that some might question his sexual orientation. Do not be swayed by his act, he is very much interested in females and has even fallen in love once before.
Seirei is highly romantic, with his ideals he might come off as a Prince Charming to certain others. The fact that he wishes to find a "soul mate," someone with whom he can bond emotionally and spiritually, sharing his deepest feelings and his complex inner worlds might even come off as a truly dashing feature.
Though he is currently single he will always remember his first love, a fae named Noa who died tragically before he could pronounce the feelings that he had for her.
Habits:
-Hiding emotions
-Being stiffly proper
Favorites:
-Helping others
-Creativity
-Stories of the Gods
Fears:
-Being different
-Becoming insane
-Witnessing the death of a loved one
Goals:
-To make the world a better place
-To have a family
-To find a romantic’s true love
-To become a strong Dragga
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Post by seirei on Sept 9, 2007 18:33:43 GMT -5
History:
Born into a line of pureblood Tundra wolves, Kashi was raised to be just as proper as his surname would suggest. Translated from Finnish, Serkan - meaning of Noble Blood - was a pack of just that, pure and noble blood Varg who were reluctant to let anyone of impure blood within the pack. Kashi and his brother grew and matured, until the fourth year of their lives when Táhmas, Kashi’s twin brother, was murdered by a hungry bear.
Táhmas’ death was tragic and affected the whole pack, particularly Kashi, who had made him his unofficial beta, and promised that if he did indeed make a pack he would be the only beta he’d ever choose. Of course Kashi was true to his word, and never chose a beta for the continuation of the Serkan pack.
Zimra was born into a neighboring Tundra wolf pack. Hers was the Niilo or the Victory pack. The wolves in this pack were mostly a rusty-reddish brown coloration - which could explain the markings that developed onto Enid and Seirei’s bodies - and most of them were rather large for their species and quite burly. The pack was mainly a conquering one. Seeking to make their territory larger. However unlike her soon to be mate Kashi, Zimra was an only child. Her siblings had all been still born.
Zimra was two when she met Kashi, who was four - being two years her elder. The smell of a fae in heat attracted him, and they courted beneath a silver moon, becoming mates and later moving into the Serkan territory as Kashi was now the alpha male of the pack. This all came a mere two months after the death of Táhmas, and the mostly dead pack was happy to see that Kashi was feeling so sprightly again. Noa, Rórdán, and Maelgwn all celebrated his return from the evening and welcomed the gentle Zimra quite warmly.
Sixty-three days later, Zimra’s belly was swelled with puppies, and though they were later still born, this didn’t seem to have much of a blow on the pack as the death of Kashi’s brother. The pups were buried and another year came and went.
It was a blustery winter day, when Enid and Seirei were brought into the world. By the early afternoon the two young twins were squeaking and shrieking, trying to find the best teats to suck on. Ones that would give the blind and deaf infants the most milk for their greedy little mouths. And in the coming weeks, and their eyes would open to reveal blue shifting to purple, their pelts too would change from the ghostly silver to being marked with blood red.
As the time for the cubs to leave the den and venture out into the world beyond, it was easily clear that the two were different. Where Seirei was gentle and no doubt the more creative of the two, Enid was a more frightful cub who reveled in torturing his brother and anyone else who came too close. One such day, just before they would be allowed to frolic outside in the glowing sunshine, Zimra heard the two cubs conversing, and it wasn’t Enid’s words that scared her. She feared for the odd ideals that Seirei was preaching to his brother, how he was speaking of peace in the ages to come and harmony between all. Their mother was so oddly frightened by this, that she snapped at him and ordered him to never speak of such silly things again.
By the time of the twin’s first hunts their pelts had fully developed the strange red that marked their silver-white pelts. Their eyes had turned purple, just shades lighter than their mothers, and their bodies had grown more lanky as they neared their adolescent age.
The cubs were even showing a fancy toward their designated baby sitter, Noa. Particularly Enid, who would often pick fights with the other males over the right to simply be in her presence. Of course he also bullied her the most. In any case, he ended up partnered with his mother and father - so to allow close watch on their more unruly son - while Seirei was paired with the lovely Noa. Of course he didn’t complain, nor would he let others know that he too fancied her greatly. During the spring that now blossomed he would often bring her poppies of assorted colors and ask for her to tell him stories - unafraid of his creativity and idealism around her, she seemed to nurture that side of him in fact.
The hunt went off without a hitch, and soon the whole pack had bellies full of delicious Elk. Of course Enid wasn’t nearly as content as the rest of the pack. He followed his twin, malice in his eyes, and the two soon stopped in a small wooded clearing. It was here that Enid brought up that Seirei should stay clear of Noa, whom he dubbed to be “his fae.” Seirei argued that the two were just friends and that nothing would come from any relationship that either of the cubs would have with her. He also pointed out that Enid was - out of the whole pack - her last choice of a mate.
Enraged, Enid full on attacked his twin. Jealousy bubbling into his heart, and the two cubs were soon found and separated by their parents, miraculously neither had sustained any wounds at all in their scrabble.
The spring of their second year came, and they could smell the hormones changing in the faes. Naturally the alphas mated, but this year there were two other hormonal pumped males in the pack. Enid and Seirei joined in to attempt to court the lovely Noa. Enid was the first to quite bluntly wander up to her and confess that he was deeply in love with her. He also pronounced that he was insanely jealous of the other males and would kill all of them just be stand beside her as her one and only. Not at all flattered by this Noa slipped away from the dangerous subordinate in favor of the secret hiding place that she and Seirei would often philosophize in.
Of course she was not at all surprised to find Seirei already there, and in fact was quite glad to see him. Together they spoke of romantic ideals and what they hoped to gain from any sort of true love. And it was then, with his heart fluttering in his chest that Seirei almost told Noa of his love for her. But she laughed and commented on how he was such a good friend, and with a hurt smile he nodded and left her to find another place where he might rid himself of brimming creativity and thoughts of love.
A week later a large black wolf appeared. He spoke of many ideas that Noa and Seirei had caught on, and Seirei decided that the Kerl was a good person. He ended up spending a little time with the large brute, and they would talk of matters such as the well-being of their races, the coming of Man’s rise to total domination, and the possibilities of a peaceful world.
But one day the two twins - who were on their way to visit Noa - found a horrid sight for two love stuck males to spy. Noa and the Kerl were in the midst of mating. Embarrassed Noa shook the Kerl away and gave an airy laugh, Seirei was too dumbstruck to move, but Enid, however was not.
In blind fury and betrayal of his emotions he launched himself directly at the pair, catching the rather shaken Kerl by surprise and tearing his throat out then and there. Noa, was less lucky to have such a quick death. All Seirei could do, as Enid tortured his former love to her demise, was watch in horror. When the deed was done, Enid left to clean the blood from his body, his purple eyes seeming to glow - almost as if he enjoyed killing her and the brute who had taken her from them.
The pack grieved Noa’s death, it was reminiscent to when Táhmas had died. Enid played it off as though the brutish male had killed her, and he had taken revenge by tearing the males throat. Seirei said nothing, too shattered to care what his violent brother would say. He felt just as though he had aided in the murder of the one fae he had loved.
Several months later, Seirei told his parents the truth, and he also informed them that he would be leaving the pack. Kashi and Zimra exiled Enid, and Seirei is unsure where his brother left to. Sometimes he muses that Wolfbane stole his twin’s body and now uses him as a tool for murdering the lives of other innocents like the Kerl and Noa. But Seirei has now started his journey. He is bent on traveling to new places, and has now - being almost three (since it is yet to be December) he has made it to Transylvania. A place that the Kerl had warned him about.
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Post by seirei on Sept 9, 2007 18:36:57 GMT -5
Family:
Father: Kashi Serkan, 9 {Dragga}
With Seirei being the near identical replica of his father, Kashi too bears the same ghostly appearance of the Serkan blood line. However Kashi does not have any red markings to mar the purity of his pelt. His personality is not lacking, unlike his son Enid, he is a very bold and knightly figure. Kind and willing to sacrifice anything for the fae that he loves and the family that he has made. He often would protect Noa from the anger of his own parents by biting at them and forbidding them from using her as their venting device. “Shining of Noble Blood”
Uncle: Táhmas Serkan, 9 {Beta - deceased}
As twins run in the family, Táhmas looks dually like his brother Kashi. With matching eyes of gold he is an identical personality as well and works with his brother to create a harmonious pack. He was killed by a bear when he turned four. “Twin of Noble Blood”
Mother: Zimra Niilo-Serkan, 7 {Drappa}
The voice of an angle and a pelt of rusty- brown it is no doubt how she got her name of Zimra. “Song of Victory.” Her eyes a beautiful lavender, a trait of those from the Niilo pack.
Brother: Enid Serkan, 3 {Subordinate}
Enid (meaning Soul) is the identical twin of his brother Seirei. Their appearance is exactly the same as they both bear the same red markings, the same purple eyes, and the same silver-gray pelage. However when personality come in, they are the exact opposite. Where Seirei is chivalrous and kind, Enid is boorish and cruel. His manners are lacking and he’s quite the bitter personality. Where Seirei is the Noble Ghost, Enid would be the Murderous one. Both of the brother’s names, however, do mean the same. Enid Serkan thusly means “Soul of Noble Blood” with very slight difference to his brother.
Pack: Rórdán Oneida-Serkan, 6 {pack status - include if they are dead if not don’t put anything}
A large, burly male with a pelt of dusty brown. His name means: “Small Poet of the Stone,” which would make sense if he was more lyrical, and smaller. Rórdán isn’t the smartest there is, but he’s at least smarter than Maelgwn, his brother. This brute is slightly larger than his brother, however he carries less muscle and a little more fat. He enjoys eating and gorges himself regularly and has a rather boorish personality. Seirei figures that Enid got his from Rórdán.
Pack: Maelgwn Oneida-Serkan, 6 {Guard}
Rórdán’s brother, though not twin, Maelgwn has fur of silver dotted with brown. He is built large, like Rórdán, with plenty of muscle weight. His eyes are a bright yellow. Maelgwn is rather dense. He’s got brains when he really wants them, but he usually lets Rórdán do all the thinking for him. Maelgwn’s name means: “Defender of the Stone”
Pack: Noa Mai-Serkan, 5 {Sikla - deceased}
Noa’s name, when one removes the pack that she joined from the end, means “Love’s Grace.” She’s a beautiful fae who was the first to capture the hearts of both Seirei and Enid. Her pelt is a deep brown, almost to the point of being black, and her eyes are an amazing orange coloring. She’s a slim she-wolf, her body being built for speed rather than the power behind the other Tundra Wolves, for she is not one of them. Noa, being a Common Gray Wolf, was the Sikla of the pack, and treated very poorly due to her impurity to the Noble Blood pack. She was a very kindly individual, who was tragically killed by Enid, who grew jealous of her relationship with a traveling Kerl.
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Post by seirei on Sept 9, 2007 18:47:10 GMT -5
Oh, yes! Er- Who are you again?
(Acquaintances)
Seirei vaguely remembers your face, but he’s sure that he’s met you somewhere before. He’s the very chivalrous type, and thus won’t skimp out on a meeting just because he’s in a hurry.
It’s good to see you again.
(Friends)
Seirei, being the kind and loyal male he is, would never turn away a friend in need. He’s always willing to put aside whatever he might be doing at the time to help a good friend of his. He’s the sort of “you scratch my fleas and I’ll scratch yours” kind of guy.
You have my loyalty.
(Comrades & Best Friends)
Seirei sees that he can trust you completely and offers his soul to the few that make it here. He will protect you to the ends of time if you are in trouble, and he’s not afraid to start a fight on your behalf if you might be threatened by some other creature or force. {Pack mates and people I’ve role-played with more than three times please.}
Oh, um… you like me? Well… er- that is to say…
(Crushes & Flings)
Seirei is a humble and a rather shy individual when it comes to the opposite sex. He has a difficult time sputtering what he needs to say when in the presence of someone he might like. He’s also delightfully oblivious to anyone making any sort of moves on him, so all the faes will have to state their cases before he even thinks about making a crush into more. {Faes who have role-played with me more than once only.}
Love is more than what we feel…
(Mates)
Seirei is a “one girl at a time” male. He doesn’t want to sully his name by cheating on his mate - or crush depending on the relationships with her - and will be steadfastly loyal to her in her time of need. If she so happens to pass away he will most likely not mate again, but again depending on their relationship he just might. {Faes who have role-played with me more than seven times and who has spoken with me adamantly on this topic.}
Please remove yourself from the premises.
(Annoyances)
Seirei doesn’t hate you, but he doesn’t like you either. He’s civil to you, but you can easily sense that he most certainly does not like to be around you, and depending on your personality you will respect that or just bother him more. He won’t outright ask you to leave, but he will give you plenty of hints.
May Wolfbane have mercy on your soul…
(Enemies)
Seirei hates you. Pure and simple. He doesn’t like that he hates you, but you’ve obviously done something to bring his displeasure at your company. Perhaps you were once a friend and betrayed him, or maybe you were insulting on of his friends and he didn’t take too kindly to it. He will certainly ask you to leave if you are causing trouble, and he will not hesitate to attack if you continue to cause more. {People who have role-played and/or fought me several times.}
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Post by seirei on Sept 11, 2007 20:06:49 GMT -5
Thread Database
001. Ghostly Apparition
Players: Zukozu, Alkiera
Location: the Forest
Started: September 9, 2007
Ended: n/a
002. Muddy Waters
Players: Cinder
Location: the Waterfall and Lake
Started: September 11, 2007
Ended: n/a
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