So you know this is me tanyak on another account. So don't get me wrong just want to see how it's like in another account my other account still works. Just want to get this one active for now.

-Tanyak

This account is a multiple account of the player Terabetha.
If you wish to contact me, do so via the Terabetha account, as I never check this one.

This pictogram belongs to my character Hook, who is always In Character. I'm looking to produce a biography for him soon. >_>'

I am unable to access TEFc while playing the game, as such I am ignorant of most gatherings, advertised events, or characters while playing. Please do not expect me to know information about your character or OOC that can not be expressed In Game (for example, if your deer is a wolf, if your deer is poisonous, ect). I do not participate in fighting In Game and as such take and deal no 'damage'.

Feel free to contact me through my Terabetha account if you have any concerns.

This account is a multiple account of the player Terabetha. I am often drawing or otherwise preoccupied when playing this account so don't be offended if I don't respond to you.
If you wish to contact me, do so via the Terabetha account, as I never check this one. Thanks for stopping by!

Ha ha, I've been playing 'The Endless Forest' for over a year now, and I've never bothered to do a bio for Oak XD. I never really knew what to write about him, or how to present it. But I was bored today so I thought I'd just go ahead and do one =P.
He is a rather quiet character - he's just as happy to sit and watch the forest as he is to go and play in it.
If you do see Oak just sat down looking out into the forest, it doesn't always mean he wants to be left alone.
"As I said, I enjoy the company of other deers... but I like the solitary life as well."

I'm not even going to attempt to drag this out.

What with the forest map now back in commission, I'd like to encourage everyone with multiple deer to log onto those accounts and fill out their information. The map is very handy, yes, but not so much when it only leads you to an untouched page.

Unsure of what I mean?
Here is an example of how I set up Tatata's page. Very simple- His name, my main account's name, and a link to his bio.

Alright, now, I can practically hear the groans from those with herds of deer, but I do think many of us would benefit this. I mean, I'm not asking you to spend hours upon hours filling these things out- just a few moments here and there, starting with the deer you play most often.

The Life Death of a soldier

Ruscion's biography

Tough x Childish x Boastful x Loyal x High self-esteem x Brave x Positive x Playful x Curious
Innocent x Caring x Kind x Bold x Humorous x Stubborn x Affectionate x Eager x Scoundrel

Name: Ruscion
Nickname: Rus, Cion
Gender: Male
Age: Young fawn
Species: He really doesn't know..

Pictogram: Click

Ruscion is a funny fawn. Tough, but childish. He likes to show himself from the best side, and has a
tedency to be a little bit too boastful. Ruscion enjoy running crazy in the forest, as long as he is with
someone else. Acting crazy on his own is just not funny. Ruscion is everything but shy. He can walk
straight towards a strange deer, even if it's an adult. If there is anything Ruscion is afraid of, it is
being alone. He hates to be left alone in the big, endless forest. So if you are a random deer or fawn
who passes him, you have to expect a stalker for a long, long time. Ruscion isn't that enthusiastic
about water either. He holds a sort of distance to water, because every time he jumps in the pound,
he turns into a green, nasty frog..

Friends: Echria

The life Death of a soldier

Fawn!Twenty One facenuzzled Rhye and it was the most adorable thing ever. You are a darling. <3
Rhye's the stag with the gazelle pelt and fan antlers 8D

"The old man, the old man, he dies, he dies tonight~ Why not sooner, why not sooner? Oh! Oh! He'll die toooooniiiiight~"

A massive stag staggers along on a path to the ruins, each movement seeming to contort and twist his grotesque image further and further. His face is covered by a white skull, not marked with blue paint, but with blood filled veins which loop threw his eyeholes and the mask's mouth. On the left side of his face, three red eyes could be seen, and on the right side, one empty eye socket exists to spew blue flame. Massive antlers stretch out for the night sky, like many dead and skeletal hands, each with five grotesque fingers. Behind him, a long serpent of a tail writhes like a beast all its own, leading to a massive hand, which snaps its fingers behind its body.

"Kill, kill, kill the old, the old the old. I'll be the reaper, the reaper is me~" he sings, twisting between trees and nearly dancing as he staggers along to his own song. He begins to fall into a wild fit of laughter, effectively leaving him to collapse onto his side in mania. "The blood I'll SPILL, his blood I'll SPILL." he roars, giggling like some kind of child afterwards.


At the ruins, the six eyed grave keeper tiredly works at digging a new grave. His shackles clatter and clank with every digging movement, thick metal cutting into his forelocks with every movement, letting blood drip steadily out of his fetlocks. He turns his head away from the grave after a moment, and glances around. His long ears twitch uncomfortably, picking up odd sounds on the wind. "Hnn... That should be enough." he grunts to himself, and walks away from the upturned soil. With only a few paces, he reaches the gravesite of his beloved, and sits protectively beside it. "There is... evil in the air... Lagho." he rasps, looking wearily at the grave beside himself.