I don't really know how it happened. Nor do I know what sort of sorcery is keeping me alive to this day. I can recount everything after that fateful night. Well, where are my manners? I am Revenaught a son of the night. My loyalties are to the moon and her soft light. I wasn't always like this, a stag with fur ass black as the night sky. My eyes hadn't always been white like moonlight. No, I was human. Yes I know, you may think I'm crazy but ti's the truth. My father was an Celt, as was my mother. We as a people lived in the Highlands of Scotland. My name then was Liam McNaughton. I can still on special occasions revert back to my human form. But it can only be done on nights of the blood moon when her highness is the color of spilt blood an bathes us in the crimson light of her shining face. Its when i appear the most human like. I can change other times but my ears remain like a stags, and my antlers are still perched upon my head.
Lads and Lasses, I want to tell you my story. It is one of war, dark magic and betrayal. Living in Scotland was hard. Under the rule of the British king the clans were separated and in poverty. It was every clan for themselves, and this often lead to inner conflict. As a young lad I would often find myself spending hours in the fields and woods. I can't express how much I loved the woods or the mountains. My clan had been tucked away in a valley surrounded by the large stone structures and woodlands. The village was composed entirely of my family, twenty of us total. The nearest village was a day and a half away-our cousins of the Mcdoughft clan from which my mother hailed. At the age of sixteen, two of my daughter fell ill during the winter. This is where my troubles began. I had already lost my wife two months before, I couldn't bear to lose both of my younger sisters. When the priest and the doctor could do nothing, I turned my back on everything i had been taught. I went in search of the spirits of old.

Hi everyone!

Last time I wrote here about my guinea pigs, a half year ago. What a shame! Have to fix that.

On last Saturday (24th March) my blog had unbelievable two years. I chosen the best articles, that Im pride on and posted it on blog. And I remembered this TEF blog, so I decided to let you, TEF guys, know.

THE BEST OF NASE-ZAZITKY.BLOG.CZ IS HERE (CZ; ENG version is not available yet ) - http://nase-zazitky.blog.cz/1203/to-nejlepsi-z-nase-zazitky-blog-cz

I know that my English is horrible, so dont be annoyed and have a nice day!

you are not allow to sign in because you said that I'm not registered but I still se came in the mail where I activate?? (

Toukan:

Herla:


Projekt by:Midnightrose:
http://endlessforest.org/community/100-comments
I hope you don't mind if these drawings later on but I wrote a blog called the 100 and I have spoken to coment write up

(This will be the updated version of this blog when it is finished. Until then I will continue to add to it. Please feel free to add comments as I update this, give helpful suggestions, etc. etc. I am reminding you that this is in no way complete.)

YAY A ROLEPLAY =D (for a character I probably will not hold on to). Please feel free to join! I you do not know:

Mitsuko is a Japanese Sika deer that was forced to live in The Endless Forest- the other option was painful death. She is an Albino Fawn, yet she holds much more power than she thinks. She also speaks Japanese and cannot speak English, but can tell what you are trying to say through body language.

I'll write a starting point here, but if you want to start just ignore the text below and tell me you are starting the roleplay.

i M NOT LIKING THE GAME SO MUCH WHEN I CLOSE OUT OF IT IT GOES BLACK WHEN I TURN OFF AND ON MY COMUTER IT TURNS TO SMALL SCREEN THI GAME SUCKS IT HAS VIRUS!