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Blackthorn Hall









"..."

September 17th
Alive and staying elsewhere indefinitely.











Title: The Englishman
             Poet. Blue Stag. Darkheart.
             Khranitel. 'Night's Embrace'.
             Grim. Barghest.

Name: Eli Aldrich Sullivan

Gender: Male

Orientation: Homosexual

Status Single*Noncommittal. Fearful and undeserving of a meaningful relationship, prefers to engage in occasional intimacies with those he trusts and strangers alike.

Age: 21; immortal

Birth: June 16, 1806
             Created in 2010

   Voice claim: ...

        Face claim:

Species: Stag with equine and some canine characteristics.

Reference:

Size:

Scent: Blood, wine, and saltwater

Diet: Omnivorous

Haunt: Tree near the blue bowl

Nightfall pelt, skull mask, real deer antlers

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"..."


September 17th
Elusive. Has all but vacated Blackthorn with the exception of rare weekly visits to handle fiscal matters. Sold the family winery for a fair sum and has left Stelmaria and the staff to care for the estate in his absence. Upon learning Accendare had left the small cottage he'd rented for her without a word, paid off the lease after informing the landlord there would be no more occupants. Too far removed emotionally to be surprised by her inevitable departure, and certainly not her silence on the matter. Traveled to several countries, aimless, until he ended up in Poland and found work as a lumberjack, felling trees with a small company of other men who don't speak the same language. Comfortable to be passed off as mute and hasn't spoken a word since his hire. Replanting where the loggers have harvested to sustain the forest, keeping the ability on the downlow so as to avoid apprehension and curiosity. Solitary as he always is within the deer's woodland, hardly mustering a word for anyone and accepting company even less often.









Title: The Monarch
             Senlin. Earth King. Stoneheart.

Name: Esll Carlyle Sullivan

Gender: Male

Orientation: Heterosexual

Status ...

Age: 30; immortal

Birth: August 3, 1797
             Created in 2007

Voice claim: ...

Face claim:

Species: Elk cross with equine characteristics.

Reference:

Size:

Scent: earth and soil, petrichor*The earthy scent produced when rain falls on dry soil.

Diet: Omnivorous

Haunt: The birch

Monarch butterfly pelt, skull mask, default antlers

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"..."


November 3rd
Some time ago bc player is rly on top of these updates followed the scent of death to Roanen's battered corpse. Stood conflicted over a course of action, averse to seeing him end up in the ground with a barricade of nettles again. Despair was cut short with the appearance of a stranger, Ingólfr, after Ross had made his way to her side, offering condolences upon seeing the body. Asked the Berserker if he'd had anything to do with this- he had, but under the directive of a client. Given chills when the wolfish beast alluded to the nature of his crime before his departure, which instantly dispelled any thoughts of helping the deceased. Slunk off with Ross in tow, fearful.


Timidly approached the Úlfhéðinn one afternoon for answers, afraid for her safety and that of the life she suspects her body has been fostering for some weeks now. Offered wine, which she declined for that very reason and after nervous inquiry her concerns were laid to rest upon learning the Cruormancer's atrocious transgression hadn't been recent at all- even had the victim's name confirmed; a weight off her shoulders to know Roanen hadn't relapsed after all. Grew flustered by an observation made toward her skittish demeanor and hurried off. Joined by Daire maaaaybe a couple days later and quaveringly confessed that she was certain she's carrying his child. Dreaded a harsh reaction, but instead received comfort and assurance that she won't have to go it alone. Massively relieved and moved to the point of tears by his tender pledge and the note of optimism in his voice when he spoke of raising their child, regardless of the direction their relationship would take- if they could even claim to be in one at all. A day later, confirmed the pregnancy for herself at home. Terrified for several reasons, one being her own inexperience, but her nerves are a little more quieted after the positive talk with the Scarabaeus.











Title: The Black Star
             Fireheart.

Name: Stelmaria Elizabeth Sullivan

Gender: Female

Orientation: Hetero-demisexual

Status Single

Age: 18; immortal

Birth: February 27, 1809
             Created in 2007

Voice claim: ...

Face claim:

Species: Whitetail deer cross

Reference:

Size:

Scent: perfume, faint woodsmoke

Diet: Omnivorous

Haunt: ...

Beluga pelt, real deer mask, noh antlers

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I am actually legitimately

I am actually legitimately sad that the baby died omfg ):
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keep running into your guys

keep running into your guys lol

Sticking a track <3

Quote:come back and fight me

Quote:
come back and fight me gdi zorn where's my armor i'mma take this bitch down finally

made me laugh, sigh. these two

late track! e>e
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pffffhah there'll be no end

pffffhah there'll be no end to their feud

tysm to you and to everyone i consistently forget to thank. :j ♥

I sense a great deal of

I sense a great deal of awkward here.
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sorry! m'afraid amary had the

sorry! m'afraid amary had the unfortunate privilege of meeting my antsy hermit, esll. lively fellow, ain't he? ;;

lol it's fine, Amary may have

lol it's fine, Amary may have been confused, but I thought it was kinda funny X3
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Happy 8th year anniversary,

Happy 8th year anniversary, Fincayra.
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mm. has it really been that

mm. has it really been that long? ♥
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Yes.

Yes.
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t!

t!
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how do we know you didn't

how do we know you didn't mean he's a wanker
i smell a cover up
its ok eli its nothing to be ashamed of
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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that's it you get no more

that's it you get no more updates eVER. >U
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b-but but FIN WE GOTTA GO

b-but
but FIN
WE GOTTA GO KNOW WHAT GOES ON IN HIS LIFE
I NEED TO SEE THE SEASON FINALE OK
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SEASON'S BEEN CANCELLED ON A

SEASON'S BEEN CANCELLED ON A CLIFFHANGER SORRY
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*GASP* HOW COULD YOU IT WAS

*GASP*
HOW COULD YOU
IT WAS SO GOOD TOO
THE RATINGS WERE AMAZING
YOU CANT DO THIS
I SOB
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UM NO the critics disagree

UM NO the critics disagree
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WELL. CRITICS SUCK. >:[

WELL.
CRITICS SUCK.
>:[
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I just assumed after all this

I just assumed after all this time you were dead, Monarch.

The red and gold of the Wolf's pelt seemed to boil under the hot sun as the beast's sides heaved. The air was thick. Summer always had a way of making everything into a sweltering blur each year, and this year was no different.

Vasla's usual deadpan facade had faded to reveal that he was actually a loaded gun.

...How unfortunate to find out you're not.
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He is ragged from the tines

He is ragged from the tines and teeth that flayed him, vibrant markings interrupted by gore and the lustrous presence of a cold sweat. The day may be hot, but the Monarch trembles with the lunacy that ravaged his mind long ago. These are not the same eyes that pin the monstrous creature with their flaming glare. They burn as intensely with trepidation as they do with hatred.

He hasn't spoken in ages, his voice caught in the dust of his throat, but he will drag it to the surface for his oldest adversary. A single, guttural word rumbles out his throat like ominous thunder. He has lost his eloquence.

Vasla.
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Not really sure what that was

Not really sure what that was about and neither does Vasla Im sure, but Eli was fun to toy with in his current state regardless.
I have a short attention span right now otherwise we wouldve stayed longer.
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it's hard to say just what he

it's hard to say just what he was thinking, ahahha. he's grown too complex even for me :/
i certainly enjoyed vasla's visit even if eli was a little... flustered by it. hopefully we'll see him again soon.
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t!

t!
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:j

:j

track ;^)

track ;^)
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Still forever in love with

Still forever in love with Stella's design. She's so beautiful.
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^ agreed

^ agreed
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hnnn i'm flattered you guys

hnnn i'm flattered you guys ;-; ♥
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ROFLMAO THE RUBBER CHICKEN I

ROFLMAO THE RUBBER CHICKEN I can visualize it in my head clearly
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Track!

Track!
-by Sokoora by Kamaya
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I think my Steini was

I think my Steini was stalking ran into Stelmaria today :' D
Tracking c:
~Poppy~
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Pixel Wis by squeegie~
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yes! that'd be stella, my

yes! that'd be stella, my socially anxious fraidy-cat of a doe..
steini's actually pretty stealthy >w>

Am rather intrigued!

Am rather intrigued! Tracking.
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It had been such a long time.

It had been such a long time. Years, perhaps. But even so, he knew the scent was hers.
Vasla snaked between the pillars quietly, grinning wide, as he made his way upon the playground's hill.
His shadow bled over her ebony coat, his crown of thorns like eager, sinewy fingers, making their way up,
up,
just below the jawline--

Stelmaria.

Her name rolled off the tongue so fine and smooth.
He was hoping he'd catch her off-guard, but she was already on her feet.
Ready to run.

His body hugged the pillars she shied against, circling in, taking his time.
A canary in his cage.

Remember me?

--

Hey so I havent rp'd in a long time, especially with Vasla.
I know Stel's had some changes so if you want to start fresh with their ties, continue with how things were, have him leave her alone entirely, lmk.
Can you link me the other character's bio?
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She knew from the very moment

She knew from the very moment he set hoof in the Forest. The rosy scars on her flank tickled and burned, then seared her skin as unbearably as they had the day he'd left them there. She couldn't remember the last time they had bothered her.
And she didn't believe the warning. Not at first, anyway.

But as a feeling of terror bred in her gut and he came upon her with low breath that tasted of her name as she sheltered behind the pillars, there was no mistaking him. His voice, so deceptively silky, touched her ears and although she could feel the panic choking her body, some foolish part of her wished for that gentleness to be real.

She couldn't speak, only quake and cower and shake her head as her breath escaped between chattering teeth. It would always be too easy for The Wolf to debilitate her, inspire terror the likes of which none could ever match- not even the beast who rushed in to save her, whose claws not long ago glistened with her own blood, could turn her meek and rob her of her fight, her flame. Though he came to her rescue, he was no different in her eyes than the one he battled, the one who whispered sweet lies. There would not be a savior among any one of them, as much as she wanted it.

So she ran.

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shhh your writing is exceptional
can't tell you how exciting that was just now- been so long since we've seen vasla!
pfff oh no, i could never discard their history like that ;n; he's played such a momentous role in her life, i couldn't erase all of it even if i wanted to. and do you mean daire? s'right here!
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I mentioned Stel, let me know

I mentioned Stel, let me know if this is ok?
http://endlessforest.org/community/node/106675#comment-1262670
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oooo that drama perfectly

oooo that drama
perfectly fine! i've taken her injury into account.
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I READ IT ALL

I READ IT ALL

can't wait for the day you

can't wait for the day you write your books ♥
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COOKIES 4 U OOKY geez pan,

COOKIES 4 U OOKY

geez pan, makin' me blush here..
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all of them are so sad

all of them are so sad
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Hnng. This was all so well

Hnng. This was all so well written
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that's what years of player

that's what years of player torture will do to a char ):

wb to the land of the living, poss!

>u>

>u>