.... ooc name: vami
.... current characters: ra
.... how you found us: been here!
.... your character's initial fight stats: GLASS CANON
....a role play sample (200+ words):
Drizzt had known others were coming to the island. The majority of them washing up on shore just like Drizzt himself had. Just like the one he had found, @Omen. Before Drizzt, it was the two siren and one other male he had yet to meet. Now there was more men he had not along with a number of scents of females. All the sudden, the pack went from very little to quite a number. Enough to now be called pack. Drizzt hadn't much interest in getting to know any of them. Just keeping tabs on them, more or less. The most one might get from Drizzt on a day to day basis was a snort or a silent flash of his fangs in a sneer.
Having never really been with a 'pack' before, his people skills were lacking. Not that it mattered. It was a drifter by nature and did not expect to stay here long. He did realize (though may never admit) he did quite like the place and it's obvious location. A large island, half of which was there own. The black island he had liked and visited was not far. The mainland still had much to adventure along the coast line, too. He figured he wouldn't get bored too quickly, at least. Even now as his leg had sealed up and was healed, he remained for now.
Yet, the sight of a dog making piles along the beach was something Drizzt simply could not ignore. There would be no silent gawking before slinking off. Instead, he gives the other a puzzled and quite judgemental look. What was that even doing here? He smelt of their group and sea salt. His fur as tussled as the rest of the seafarers and wore a patch of some sort over an eye. A elegant little collie surely wasn't a match for any wolf but apparently he was good enough to live among them as wolf. Well, he was collecting alot from the sea, that was for sure.
Still, when did Drizzt ever pass up an opportunity to be an asshole? At a distance from the dog (and likely wouldn't bother coming closer) he yells out quite obnoxiously. “@WAKE! You never told me we had a dog!” She'd bring any stray in, it so seemed.
and finally a bit about your character... daughter of Modesto & Kyrios, sister to Annie
.... current characters: ra
.... how you found us: been here!
.... your character's initial fight stats: GLASS CANON
....a role play sample (200+ words):
Drizzt had known others were coming to the island. The majority of them washing up on shore just like Drizzt himself had. Just like the one he had found, @Omen. Before Drizzt, it was the two siren and one other male he had yet to meet. Now there was more men he had not along with a number of scents of females. All the sudden, the pack went from very little to quite a number. Enough to now be called pack. Drizzt hadn't much interest in getting to know any of them. Just keeping tabs on them, more or less. The most one might get from Drizzt on a day to day basis was a snort or a silent flash of his fangs in a sneer.
Having never really been with a 'pack' before, his people skills were lacking. Not that it mattered. It was a drifter by nature and did not expect to stay here long. He did realize (though may never admit) he did quite like the place and it's obvious location. A large island, half of which was there own. The black island he had liked and visited was not far. The mainland still had much to adventure along the coast line, too. He figured he wouldn't get bored too quickly, at least. Even now as his leg had sealed up and was healed, he remained for now.
Yet, the sight of a dog making piles along the beach was something Drizzt simply could not ignore. There would be no silent gawking before slinking off. Instead, he gives the other a puzzled and quite judgemental look. What was that even doing here? He smelt of their group and sea salt. His fur as tussled as the rest of the seafarers and wore a patch of some sort over an eye. A elegant little collie surely wasn't a match for any wolf but apparently he was good enough to live among them as wolf. Well, he was collecting alot from the sea, that was for sure.
Still, when did Drizzt ever pass up an opportunity to be an asshole? At a distance from the dog (and likely wouldn't bother coming closer) he yells out quite obnoxiously. “@WAKE! You never told me we had a dog!” She'd bring any stray in, it so seemed.
and finally a bit about your character... daughter of Modesto & Kyrios, sister to Annie
