Post by eryn on Nov 18, 2008 15:06:56 GMT -5
Eryn Hyracliff
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Name/Alias: Camron
Age: …
RP Experience: 2 years
How Did You Found Us: Already a member
How Much Time Do You Plan To Spend Here Per Week: Muffins
Other Characters: Remmy
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Character's Full Name: Given Name - Soliqyuae Tariet
Human Name - Eryn Hyracliff
Nicknames: Eryn
Age: Eight Hundred and Thirty Seven
Year: Seventh
Canon or Original: Original
House: Gryffindor
Birthday: 13th May
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Blood Status: Pureblood Mngwa
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^^all made by the wonderful Cissa.
Play By: Hayden Panattiere
Appearance:Human
Hair Ah, starting at the top. Eryn’s hair is long, seeing as she does rarely cut it. Reasons for this are unknown, she doesn’t cut it short anyway. She has it trimmed, but she never really likes to get it cut as in…cut. Short doesn’t suit her. So its long, but not ridiculously so, around to the centre of her back, and when its trimmed, just below her shoulder blades. As hair goes red it’s a pale redish-aubern colour. Nothing special its just a…redish-aubern. Highlights. Some of them, actually most of them, are fake. Some of them are natural, but not really natural in the sense of they’re now never grown out properly. They may look natural, but that is what money can do for you, if you chose to spend your cash on that. She doesn’t have a fringe as such, she never liked having one. She does, if you can count it as a fringe, a fringe, but its about the same length as the rest of her hair, so therefore doesn’t particularly count, or not in my book anyway. She had a fringe once when she was younger, but let it grow out. Usually she lets her hair down and leaves it down, but on occasions it can be up in a plait, pony-tail or bun. It depends how she feels in the mornings and if she’s going to go for a run or not. If she’s not really bothered when its left down. A very complex and complicated thing, hair.
Eyes Eyes are easy to do, since they take the least telling, even if they are said to be ‘the doorway to the soul’. Seeing as Eryn doesn’t actually believe she has a soul, the point in immaterial. In any case, Eryn’s eyes are brown. Bright brown, not the rather dull and boring browns that most people think of when they say brown. They’re bright and expressive if very mischievous and something most sane people steer well clear of. To be truthful they’re almost hazelnut, hazelnut nearer the centre towards the pupil, but the iris is a rather off changing of colour. I know, scary. Nearer the edge, like a fading firework, it’s a darker ring of brown. Edging further and further towards that dull brown of old bark. But never actually reaching it. It just sort of fades out and then stops otherwise the whole of her eye would be brown and that would really be rather disturbing. So it just changes from brown to white, as most do.
Pupils are obviously black, no colour, unless of course you count black as a colour. I’ve always counted black as absence of colour, or is that white. Black could be every colour mixed up, but it doesn’t particularly matter, they are black. Then again, the more detail you get into, you start sounding as if you’re trying to sell a catalogue kitchen rather than describe an eye.
Mngwa
Fur As all Mngwa's her fur is grey and striped like a tiger. The grey is a dusty, light grey that looks almost metallic in the shine of the moonlight. The colour is almost silver. The black stripes are not actually black, but darker shades of the same dusky grey silver. Her fur is long because her human hair is also long, but it keeps her warm. The nearest big cat which looks like a Mngwa is a tiger. A cross between a tiger and a leopard would be most accurate, but most don't see the leopard. The paws aren't as big as a tiger's, they are more slender and agile like a leopard's.
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Likes:
xCross Country
xHorse Riding
xSurfing
xAdrenaline
xBeing taken seriously
xOriginality, people
xRain
xCold
Dislike:
-Paperwork (that's why he never does any)
-B!itching
-Plebs (The word really, its a silly word)
-Capricorn (The constilation)
-Not being her
-Pesimism
Strengths:
xShe’s good at making quick decisions
xDedication (she won’t stop unless she’s told to, and even then she may not)
xcombat [he’s not scared to make a fist]
Weaknesses:
-optimism
-naive
-opinionated
-history
-thinking before speaking
Boggart:
Oliver dead
Patronus:
Cliché, isn’t it. Well it’s a leapoard.
Personality: Eryn can be quite shy when you first meet her. She won't open up that much, she'll be perfectly polite and talk to you, as long as you start the conversation. She's not exactly withdrawn, just shy. When you get to know her, she's very lively, if logical. Logical being she won't correct you, but she will find the best way out of a tough situation, as long as logic is involved. Logic is good. She's friendly and likes to be doing something. She's very...smiley. You won't see her a lot of the time without a sort of half smile or just a twinkle in her blue eyes. She likes to be in company of small groups. She doesn't like huge groups, but small and medium is fine. She likes to talk (like me). She won't go off on rants (like I would) but she will answer you and talk to you in high spirits. You'll hardly ever see in on a low. She never seems to be depressed, she's very good at hiding her feelings from everyone.
She's had a best friend or a close group of friends all her life. She's only just moved here from Scotland where she's lived all her life. She's very loyal, she does get very protective of her close friends and family. In other words, you hit her friend, she'll hit you. It's a big evil circle (grr, arrrhg). Then I suppose she is violently loyal, perhaps. She finds it easy to find friends. Usually, she loves to do anything with people and is up for anything. She can be quite daring, and a bit of a risk-taker. But as they say, do something that scares you every day.
She's very determined, usually. She'll do what she wants and she'll do it when she wants. She can hold up her end of an argument and can throw insults like a professional because she is. She can be quite devious, she can escpae from most places if she wants to. She doesn't like to be kept in the dark or kept in captivity, she'll always strive to find a way out, somewhere to leave her currant predicament, it may not be a safe, easy or sane escape route, just as long as it works. She's always been good at fighting for her cause. She does, however, know her own mind. She doesn't battle with herself and ethical dilemas never seem to bother her, she'll do what she thinks is right. And that would usually be for the good of everyone, usually. Sometime she just doesn't care.
Otherwise, Eryn can be a bit of a mystery, she hides her feelings well you could say.
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Father: Hyracliff Tariet
Mother: Amarlyan Tariet
Siblings: None
Other Family: Once engaged to Haedryn
Husband: Oliver Caricoin
Son: Alexander Ezileot
History:
Birth It has been over eight hundred years since Soliqyuae Tariet was born to the Mngwa parents of Hyracliff Tariet and Amarlyan Tariet. The pack was based in Europe in the early 1100s. It was a pack of seventeen. In the year that Soliqyuae was born two other Mngwa's were born, Ilyarkin and Marticbys. All three were pure white, as all newborns are. Hyracliff was the leader of their pack and started to lead the pack on the migration across Europe, what would be France, Italy and Germany and up towards what would one day be called Russia. The winter came on and where all Mngwa packs met in the winter was the peaks of Russia.
Year Fourty Maturity is reached at around the year Fourty, and that is when the colour fades into the certain shade of grey and all the stripes are visible. It was a myth that the more stripes you had, the longer you would live. Soliqyuae had eighty seven stripes along her back, twenty along her four legs and seven across her head. This was said to be a large number. In these four decades, Soliqyuae learn how to hunt and how to survive in the world of the humans. Humans were becoming more and more plentiful across Europe and Asia, where most of the Mngwa packs were. Humans looked upon the large magical cats as a food source, hunting them down. The numbers quickly dwindled. Leaving only six in Soliqyuae's pack.
Year Eighty Around this mark, the Mngwa begins to be able to change into their human form. They don't chose when and it can be a good twenty years before they can revert back at will. Not many Mngwa have the power to do so for almost two hundred years. This was the case with Eryn. She changed when she was Ninety six and was given her full human name of Eryn Hyracliff. All Mngwa's are banished from the pack when they change and not allowed to return until they can change back at will. Eryn had to leave and travel down towards the human towns. She looked around twelve at the time. She was taken in by a family believing she was a orphen.
Year One Hundred and Sixty Looking around seventeen by now, Eryn had met and become engaged to the son of the Lord of the area. His name was Haedryn. A tall, handsome young man of nineteen. They were to married in the spring of the following year. However, in November, on a cold night when Eryn was in the large mansion with Haedryn, an assassin, corrupt on assassinating Haedryn's father burst in. Survival instincts beneath Eryn's usually calm and shy exterior burst forth, as did her Mngwa. In her fury she killed the assassin who had just killed Haedryn's father and wasn't thinking straight. Of course, Haedryn was terrified of her, not knowing what had happened to his beloved wife. She was driven from the village and the town by a mob, thinking she was some kind of monster.
Year Two Hundred She didn't know how to change back, and had to stay as she was, wandering the moors of Cornwall and Devon. This was where the myth of the beats haunting the moors came from. She was a beast that mourned over the moors, not being able to change. Farmers who saw her immediately tried to chase her off their land. She had to delve into killing livestock for food and deer. Myths grew into legends of a monster that haunted the forests.
Year Four Hundred It had taken her longer than others to learn how to change between one form and the other. She migrated back up to Russia during winter to find her old pack. To her suprise, they had a few newcomers, nomads who had been stranded when the rest of their packs had been killed. One was a handsome young Mngwa of five hundred years. He had dark grey fur with white stripes instead of the other way around. His given name was Eziloet, and his human name was Oliver. They were the only ones around the age of under six hundred and spent most of their times together. When Eryn was four hundred and seventy eight, Oliver and herself had a young baby who they named Xylacin.
Year Five Hundred and Ninety Xylacin had come of age and was given his name of Alexander Ezileot. He was banished from the pack and went off with his own life. Oliver and Eryn spent their time travelling between the different human towns. Oliver, in this year, began to believe that a lot of the customs of the Mngwa were backwards. He would rant about it for hours, and by then Alexander had returned. He took up his fathers side.
Year Seven Hundred and Thirty What happened here, Alexander and Oliver vanished. It took Eryn a long time to get over this, they just vanished, never to come back. Her mother urged her to get on with her life. And so she attempted to attend Hogwarts. She had meetings with Dumbledore, finding out if she could. She was given a place in her sixth year and now is in her seventh
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RP Sample:
MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, CHOCOLATE, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, PEACH, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, MUFFIN, LOVELY.
Okay, I’m done
Just check Remmy’s
