When I first join, and made Peirce, I thought, "This is going to be the only character i'm making.". I thought that if I made a new character, I would just completely go crazy with them. I would make a character every five minutes. Soon I would just have so many characters that I would lose track.

When I finally decided to make Voice, I thought, "Well I'm not going crazy." Now I am. I went and made Dareh and Ignaciaqua. And now I have another character in my head... but he seems to... cliche. You would know what I mean if I made him.

I don't know what to do. Soon I'll just be a girl with too many characters. I'm becoming obsessed. I don't want that to happen. I don't want so many characters that I just eventually fail.

I'm still in a battle with myself with which I should make him or not... Either I could make the cliche character and become completely obsessed. Or have four characters.

Seriously... I don't know what to do.

Stormbringer, or storm, my deer/char, is just a young fawn. Because she does not have all the benefits of an adult stag, I do not spnd very much time with her. But what i do do is have her sleep and shift as many deer as possible. if you wanted to have your deer shifted, Im on now. Im not asleep yet, but you will find we either in a cage near the ruins, or by the twni gods statue. just a heads up. ^^

The forest is working again, thank you all SO much for your help. See you in the forest~!

~Aldana's Biography~
(A work in progress)

Pronounced Al-dan-ar)
A inquisitive fawn who loves to run and play, either by him self or with others. He has a habit of jumping over logs, stones, tree stumps, sleeping deer...
He also like is dance and do backwards walking and loves it when others join in and do synchronised backward walking.
He is fascinated by the older deer's beautiful pelts and can not wait to grow up and get a pelt set and antlers of his own.

Aldana has no memory of how he came to the forest, however he has a deep feeling he has not always been a deer...

He has yet to find a favourite spot but can often be found jumping over the logs found by the pond over and over and over again.

Hope to see you in the forest, have met a few of you already!

For my first two attempts at drawing deer, I'm kinda proud of these. I didn't even use references for these two!

I did a few sketches while looking at references last night, then for these, I closed everything and listened to relaxing music while sketching/lining, until I was colouring. Then I used a few screenshots of my fawn and Artemis' Samorn to get the markings/colours right on both.

Alright, for those who know what went wrong the other day... Just letting you know, it all _should be alright again. Please proceed with your usual blogging, biography-ing, storytelling, and picture posting. If you notice anything wonkier than normal, something not working the way it used to and you want it back, please email me and Michael and let us know - the.endless.forest at tale-of-tales.com - I'll check the comments on this post for a few days too.

I know the site is not perfect but its yours. And we do our best to keep it up and running for you.

cheers,
Auriea.

I am fiddling with the site. It may cause things to be.... odd for a little while today.

thanks for your patience
<3
Auriea.

The purple stag sat in silent contemplation, thinking. If only I were stronger, if only I could find paradise! My dear, dear love... The stag had been like this for days and weeks, silent, but a mere wave in a rising ocean of conflicting emotions. He sat, still and watchful, all that came to his hear t blocked by his increased jitteryness. He wanted out of the Paradise that would encase him. The Forest only harmed him. Let me go.. please..

OOC; Yeah, just start off, ask him stuff, I dunno. I really want to get this RP off the ground. So... POST~ <3

I could feel them watching, I could sense them all around me. A shiver coursed through my body as I crouched among the flowers, praying to the Gods that I wouldn't be seen. I could hear quiet footsteps and I held my breath, eyes shutting as I could feel them coming closer. The sounds stopped and I cracked open one eye, as unmoving as a statue, trying to see if they were still here. The footsteps faded away and I let out a sigh of relief, although my body did not relax. They were still lurking, taunting me, screaming at me and I could hear them.

I took off, running toward my second sanctuary, a place where it glimmered and a cool breeze wafted across the surface. My hopes shattered as I saw the group had migrated there and were kneeling next to the water. Skidding to a halt I stumbled, hands gripping at the dirt on the slope as I tried to get away from them, to not be noticed. I stifled a cry as I gripped a sharp rock that jutted out from the hillside, the jagged edge cutting into my flesh and I glanced back in horror. They continued their frolicking around the fire as I ran.

Finding solace within a tree, I leaned back into the small opening and watched. I could see the flicker of a fire and that gave me some hope that they would be preoccupied, that I would be safe. The dark pull of unconsciousness fought with me and I wanted to refuse, I couldn't fall asleep while vulnerable on the ground. Just a few minutes, that's all.

Do you think she's awake?

A shrill giggle echoed and I opened my eyes and looking with an unfocused gaze at a face. A face that interrupted the otherwise unbroken circle that was the opening of the trunk. I shifted in place, hands behind my back as I looked for a way out.

Do you think she wants to play?

I found what I was looking for and I scrambled to fit through the slender opening, my body nearly getting stuck and I scrambled to my feet, taking off once again.