Red Moon Rising

This is an RP based on Werewolves. The rules are simple, no god-modding, no auto-hit, controlling other characters that belong to other people, etc.

The story takes place in England, 1452. In a quiet village exists a small group of lichens that try to blend into their town without getting found out or killed. Of course this is impossible to some who lose their consciousness when becoming their were-counterpart. However, for some, they have full awareness during these full moons. There has even began a quarreling amongst the lichens that the aware-state lichens will turn on them in their moment of weakness. So there is bad blood between the few aware lichens and the non.

General information that you must submit before roleplaying:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
(If a were, answer the two below)
Human Description:
Were Description:
(If human, answer just human description)
Personality:
History:
Family:
Other abilities/attributes?:
Color Text used in roleplay:

The story will begin when there are enough roleplayers

Name: Celtaine (Celt for short)

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Human Description: Hunter type leather corset, no sleaves, short(mid thigh)length forest green skirt, knee high brown suede boots. Hair is cut short like a boys, and is bright flame red. Pretty face, celtic genes, thin horizontal scar that runs across her nose, also a similar scar running across the small of her back.

Were Description: Biological, not "curse" (see RP info, a pic is worth a thousand words) the scars and metal adornments do not change when she shifts, she has them in both forms.She has a beast form and a natural form as a were'.

Personality: Tomboy, harsh but fair, doesn't pick on the weak, and despises the cruel. She knows her own mind and is stubborn but means well.

History: Hides from the public eye, by working in the back of a blacksmith's. The Blacksmith himself isnot her father but treats her like a daughter. Celtaine's mother was a were' who was seeking sanctuary from a mob, heavily pregnant, she hid in workshop where she gave birth, the child was born in human form. Her mother bundled her up and tucked the baby behind an anvil before the mob broke down the door and dragged the mother away to be executed.
The blacksmith found the baby and raised her as his own. He knows what she is as the baby's eyes were a wolf-ish icy blue from fear. But as Celtaine grew older she learned to control the wolf inside. And has only turned beast and wolf form on late night walks in the woods.

Family: Father unknown, Mother deceased. Adoptive father is Samule the Blacksmith.

Other abilities/attributes?: excelent jumping skills, efficient runner, can twist her body like a cat does. Transforming does not hurt a biological werewolf and is very quick. Biological were's do not feel the "pull" of the moon.

Color Text used in roleplay: Orange

Name: Xaias (Zai-as)
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Human Description: A young boy with a fairly lean physical body. He is albino and appears to be rather weak, but he can run fairly quick. He wears a clean white shirt and brown shorts. His hair is tied back and he wears a necklace made of gold.
Werewolf Description: In his werewolf form, he has white fur and still retains his lean physique. He is a biological were and keeps his state of mind while in his alternate form. However, on the Red Moon, he looses his control over his thoughts.
Personality: Xaias is relatively quiet and reserved. He doesn't say much and is very submissive. He'll only speak when addressed to and addresses others by always saying "Yes Sir, No Sir".
History: Xaias has no recollection or memories of his family. He wanders from town to town and works for certain people, but is released shortly after due to his timid nature and unable to do the job right.
Family: N/A
Other Abilities: Xaias in his were form is very fast and agile. He doesn't have much strength however.
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Felixk wrote:

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Last button on top line of posting "box" with colors in puts a [color= *insert colour here* ]tex here [ /color] to change colour ^_^

Ah, okay, thanks. XD So should we wait for one more member or go ahead and get started?

Go ahead, if any one else wants to join they can just put down a character sheet, and jump in whenever they find a nice opening.

All right. XD Lemme see how to start this ...


It was early morning. There was a slight chill in the air as well as the light breeze that carried across the fields. The skies were grey and the sudden scent of smoke filled the atmosphere.
A nearby town was in view and the young, traveling Xaias had found some hope in living another day. He picked up his pace as he headed towards the town and as he entered, his confidence dropped as he became his usual, unsure self.
He spotted an armory and thought that he might have a possibility at finding some work there.

Name: Laila Arden
Age: 18
Gender: female
Human Description: 5'4", thin, hourglass figure, average chest, tan exotic complexion, wavy shoulder-length black hair with sun lightened streaks, red-brown almond shaped eyes. wears long flowing dresses with full sleeves and high necks. the only jewelry she wears are two silver wrist cuffs that she cannot remove.
Were Description: thin, black fur, lighter back, scruff, and eye markings. She keeps her mind in this form but she has a foggy recolection of it afterword, though, given points to draw from her memory will return.
Personality: quiet, observer, kind, aire of mystery, motherly, curious
History: She grew up in a circus family, trained as a contortionist and acrobat from the day she took her first steps. She's a natural performer, and has no stage fright. She's used to being in big groups and going unnoticed, so standing out in a crowd makes her nervous.
Family: parents were circus performers, no siblings or other known family. Both parents are still living but are still traveling. They had all been taken for their strange abilities. Her father could swallow swords and her mother could bend herself into strange and impossible shapes.
Other abilities/attributes?: contortionist, acrobat.
Color Text used in roleplay: red

((Not sure exactly where I can jump in or even if my profile works that well. I did it in 10 minutes off the top of my head.))

There was a sudden knock on the door. 'I wonder who that could be?' Celtaine thought aloud. 'Get the door would you? I have to tidy this place up.'


*shot* so original lmao! I was stuck for creativity, sorry. ^^'