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I | II | III | IVAn unlikely being.
My name is but a breath on the icy winds. But you may call me "Wendy". Like most that live in this endless plane of existence, I too, have a dark secret and troubled past. I came here on my own terms, finding a gateway from a spire of bodies all woven together like a bird's nest. Upon setting foot here, I knew that the beast inside wanted out. To taint and bloody and place the responsibility and blame on me so that I would, once again, be forced to leave a place I could have called "home".
If you are seeking answers to questions of my past and of this "beast" inside, I will beg of you to steer away from finding out those answers and just know me as you would anyone; a stranger. It's only fair we remain in this shroud of uncertainty and mystery to protect both myself and you from an accident that I could not avoid, even if I wanted to.
You may see me behaving most like a predator would, stalking and scouting out others. Do not take me for a predator, for I am not one. I simply observe and decide upon what I see; body language, moving of lips and if family are present, either it be your own or not. Do not feel ignored, for I am not ignoring you. I avoid myself to groups and I prefer to be alone. But I am no stranger to accepting company and sharing stories.
Who comes from a likely place.
I come from the winter lands of Minnesota and Wisconsin, near the boarder of Canada. I lurk mostly on the Minnesota side, around Ely and Gunflint. The woods there I call my own. I hunt and protect the wildlife there, making sure that over hunting and pouching is kept to a minimum. Even I cannot protect everything.
There are more than just animals and poachers or hunters that live alongside me in the woods. There are monsters, monsters that you'd never dream of existing. But, sadly, they do. I hunt these monsters to protect humankind, to keep them from falling to a similar fate as them or I. And yes, I am a monster, one you shouldn't get too close to.
Despite being a hunter, my time in the wilds has taught me many things. Some good, most bad, but I have gained a knowledge over nature's natural remedies. I know painkillers to aphrodisiacs to hallucinogenics. If you need any of my assistance, do not be afraid to ask me. I usually carry with me an assortment of herbs and gauze to treat the most basic of wounds. I also have vast knowledge of anatomy, such as making splints for broken bones and much more.
As I gather more and study this plane's variety of herbs, mushrooms and flowers, I will get a further understanding of how they benefit or harm myself and others.
At times I will be heavily sedated, to take control over my condition. If I wasn't, then there'd be one less soul in the forest.
Doomed to starve for eternity.
Met ~
*Sethunya { x} - Quiet company,
although very skittish and alert, I don't seem to mind.
*Rasui { x} - A small bird, unique and something new.
*Windiga { x} - Monster. Familiar with what he may be and heightens my concern of how they're still running around...
*Bzou, The { x} - ...
*Jude { x} - Twin. A two faced fawn I am fairly surprised it is still alive and healthy.
Noted ~
Ichor... Yet hunts his own.
Basic ~
picto / picto
*Name is Unknown.
*Alias is "Wendy".
*Of the male gender.
*Age is unknown.
*Asexual and demiromantic interest.
*Nationality is Native American.
*Species is ???.
*Is TEF deer w/ human hands for the front "legs".
*Face claim is D.
*Voice claim is ???.
Features ~
*Pale white doll-like skin with delicate fingers.
*Slender body with long legs, agile and flexible.
*Long, flowing faux wheat colored hair down to the hips or longer.
*Narrow eyes, lilac or lavender to pink or red eyes.
*Sharp, yet doll-like facial features, delicate.
*Skin is always cold to the touch, yet smooth, clean.
Possessions ~
*A bastard sword with attachments to the hilt; half of a cat skull, bones of wild game and feathers of wild game. (hidden away)
*A headdress of half of a deer skull with a white wolf pelt that drapes easily over the shoulders and down to the rear. (hidden away)
*An assortment of natural drugs; tranquilizers and hallucinogenics among other things to help control his condition. (hidden away)
Inspiration ~
MUSIC
* SIAMÉS - "The Wolf"
* Rone - "Bye Bye Macadam"
* Lorn - "Until There Is No End"
* Diary of Dreams - "She and Her Darkness"
GAMES
* Inside
* Yearwalk
* OFF
* Echo of the Wilds |
jus' gonna sit here bc ooo
please do, make yourself
hope to cross paths with you one day, your characters sound lovely.
Hmm.. track (:
mmhello ♥
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hello curious one ♥
A brooding beast near Wendy
Although the beast seemed to
His own fingers seemed to be picking at a piece of bark, a fidget of sorts that his hands found mindlessly while he seemed to gaze off into the distance. The sound of the nails upon wood made the pale one turn his head slightly to give the beast an acknowledging glance and a small smile parted on his lips in quiet greeting. Despite his gruesome appearance, he was a quiet and gentle creature.
The Bzou seemed to be
An all too familiar habit
Despite the beast's curious glance and raised brow, the pale one wasn't hiding anything. He had nothing to hide. He simply just had his cloak and it rested comfortably on his head and over his shoulders. Down his backside and lay mingled with his long hair. He tilted his head ever so slightly, an indication of asking what they wanted.
The Bzou didn't seem to be
"Don't really like nicotine," The Bzou says, their voice blunt, yet clashes with a feminine delicacy. "I'd prefer marijuana. But poison is poison, yeah?"
As the silence droned on, the
"I suppose it's hard to come by in a place as small as this." He comments as he gives the beast his full attention, taking a moment to look over their features and to let it sink into his memory. Despite his appearance and unhealthy look many would assume he have memory problems. But that was quite the opposite with him. He had excellent memory, sharp and focused.