Do you usually create new accounts for them, or do you use the same account and just change your appearance to that of the other character? I'm just a fawn right now, but I'm wondering what the best approach to multiple characters is.

Name: Lord Falamir Morvolo Longback
Origin: Named after a stuffed gazelle from player's childhood and Faramir from "LOTR"
Gender: Male
Age: 19 years of age in human years
Mood: Calm
Currently: Getting use to his antlers
Physical Health: 99% A wee stretched out
Mental Health 87% A bit confused by growth
Picto: Click it
Orientation: His door is a revolving door: it swings both ways. XD But he prefers does.

Appearance



History

It was a sunny warm day when Falamir and his sister Rhiannon came into the world. His elderly grandfather was the first thing he ever saw, followed by his mother and father. He knew how to walk within an hour of his birth (still tumbling some) and followed his parents everywhere they went. Then one day, when he was sleeping under the Big Oak, his guardians and Rhiannon decided to take a stroll out of the forest (they were not the wisest of deer), and were attacked by a famished wolf. The wolf had not eaten in a week due to a famine and was happy to see a meal on sixteen legs. It rounded up a pack of other starved wolves and killed Falamir's mum, da, and grandpa. Rhiannon ran away with scars running down her body and her whereabouts were unknown.

When Fal awoke, no one was there to say, "To be awake is to be alive." He knew his granddad wasn't there, so maybe his twin was beside him. No. Maybe his mum was there grazing outside the tree. No. His father often stood on top of the rocks on the Playground, but when he loped at full speed there, he could not find him. Choking back tears, Falamir spent a week trying to find his family, then realized he would never see them again.

I would like to apologize to various small animals, whose pictograms were too tiny to recognize, for baring my antlers at you. I understand your intentions were all in fun -- fun I was personally involved with and enjoying until my heart was pulled in an opposed direction -- and that you meant neither ill nor annoyance towards Walter... But he didn't want to be a part of the game, and was hurting, you see. I tried to tell you in every manner, through apology, gentle discouragement, and even gestures of fear, and you continued to ignore them. I understand the traces of amusement, and that I'm sure some of you may have even been, like me, only trying to watch over and guide Walter in his wounded state. But...well... You were pestering him, and as his friend, I felt I needed to try and help him not be pestered, even if it involved hollow threats and overblown displays of wrath. I apologize -- I meant no one ill will. I'm sorry.

((Me: Uhh...sweetie, I don't think anyone really cared.
I know...in my head.))

As a fawn I'm very happy to say thanks to all of you for a wonderful time in the forest and I hope to see more in the time to come! Ok to the screenshot above,*points up* i've been looking around and havent seen this pelt on any of the older deer. Is it just not popular or is it something else? I would really like this pelt as a stag, its kinda grown on me. Oh also I'm hoping that I'll see everyone today WHEN GATHERINGS OF SMALL ANIMALS ATTACK!
*waves*
See you there!

Wow, I've been gone for a LONG time! The truth is.. I sort of just drifted away. And yesterday, I was on YouTube and saw a TEF video and re-downloaded the game. Well, hi everyone! ^_^

I love the smell of fallen pine needles warmed by the sun and the sounds of birds singing happily overhead. Fills my little fawn heart with joy.

Today was a wonderful day. I ran, I danced, I changed Eli's pelt many times.

I think dancing was my favorite!

I'm still trying to learn how best to communicate with the other dear. I'm so young and new! I hope they don't find me too cheeky! I wonder if they mind us fawns practicing our forest magic on them?

Perhaps tomorrow I will run as far as I can as fast as I can! I just love to run.

[=white][i]...can be quite tiring. And a peaceful walk meant to observe one's surroundings can be interrupted by the calls of other deer. Calls not of joy or even a shouted conversation. No. Some feeling told me that these were calls of a different sort. I could not trust my "gut instinct" however. I had to see with my own eye what was going on.
And thus my peaceful walk to the pond was ended.
Rushing back to the ruined stone building, I could see a small herd had gathered closer together. But this was not a herd meant for protection. This was a herd divided. A quarrel had broken out, with three combatants, as neutral deer not choosing a side went about trying to halt it. I hesitated a moment, waiting to see if it might stop so I need not interfere.
It did not. And appeared capable of going on for some time.
I stepped in, assisting a brightly-colored doe in blocking the attacks of those fighting. Eventually it broke up, and I went on my way again. But not for long, for I seemed to catch the attention of a fawn that lacked a name. And what a rambunctious fawn they were! Causing fights with deer much bigger than it, be they stag, fawn, or doe. Even trying to convince me to lower my own antlers!
Though when I made it clear I would not partake in their play of fighting, they would simply nuzzle me instead.
What a strange young one this was.
It felt almost as if I were scolding a child of my own.
...
Such an odd thought.
I had even required the assistance of a dark-pelted doe of royal blue. Lady Kaoori if I am not mistaken.
The fawn had attempted to start a match with one of the combatants of earlier - one of pale white fur I believe I recognized - who wished to have no part of it. Even though being bothered by just a young one, they fled.

The violence ended not long after that moment, thankfully. I did not wish to have to step between more antlers.
And to think that first fight was mainly between two does.

[=crimson]Do I even want to reflect on this past week? It was no more than madness and bloodshed. Tethering of flesh and bone, and unheard cries for understanding...

I understand that in a forest so blatantly ruled by the false gods, and their cultist servants who call their selves devout and light, those who understand the truth are fated to only be shunned and scorned. Where does the misery begin, and where does it end?

Father’s day had come and gone. I spent that day primarily alone in the birch forest. I couldn't even face Lagho that day. Heavy hearted, I brooded there for hours before wandering to the lake. It's funny in a way... One can come to the lake while it's abandoned, and sure enough a few minutes later it would be crowded. Virgil and some of his herd had come and joined me. My mind was elsewhere, and I didn't much pay attention to whatever conversation we had. We say at the bank for a while, until a permanent devout pelted stag... Wudin.... appeared heading our way. Virgil stood to converse with him, and I continued to brood.

I left the area, never minding Wudin's death happening perhaps a moment after I left the scene.

I had seen Wudin before, in many parts of the forest, but we never spoke. Perhaps its better we hadn't, anyway. From what I know, we were alike, yet opposite in many ways.

Two days later, the rain was drowning out any potential upbeat spirit. I scarce desired to so much as lift my head. My awareness drifted in and out for some time. I wasn't feeling quite myself... I was healthy, but it seemed the weight of the moon was upon me. Perhaps knowing myself as the father of a dead family has left a vulnerability... Bah.

Condition: Perfect, extremely hyper
Thinking: Play with me play with me PLAY WITH ME!!!
Wishing: That other deer would PLAY WITH HER!
Feeling: Fit to burst with extreme happiness and energy
Activity: Roaring and racing around so loudly that she's probably going to wake the entire forest
Wearing: Default set (she only just grew up)
Physical Health: 100% (if you could go higher than that, she'd be 1000%!)
Mental Health: 100%- Just barely though because she's so hyper her mind is twisting

Condition: Perfect, extremely hyper
Thinking: Play with me play with me PLAY WITH ME!!!
Wishing: That other deer would PLAY WITH HER!
Feeling: Fit to burst with extreme happiness and energy
Activity: Roaring and racing around so loudly that she's probably going to wake the entire forest
Wearing: Default set (she only just grew up)
Physical Health: 100% (if you could go higher than that, she'd be 1000%!)
Mental Health: 100%- Just barely though because she's so hyper her mind is twisting