Aiyanna

Huzzah! It is beginning! Yay! I'm really excited, but I'll be gone the rest of today and till one my time tomorrow. Don't do anything much without me!!!!!!!!

ooo! I love it! Thank you so much! Hey, can I ask another favor of you? Can I get another one for when I decide to switch again? If I could, I would be sooooooooooo happy and...HAPPY! If you could make another one, could it be with this image, [url]http://img132.exs.cx/img132/2353/earthfaerie2cx.png[/url] If you could take the fairy from that image and make a banner out of it, I'd almost be in love with you! lol. I'd really really appreciate it! Thank you agian for the first banner!

Hey there, I was just wondering if anybody could make me a nifty banner. I really don't care what it is, as long as it's anime related. I can say that I'd prefer darker colors, like navy, violets, and blacks, but whatever pops into mind, I'll take. I am just kinda sick of my current banner, and I'm yearning for a change!

[COLOR=Indigo]::curtsy's:: Thank you, Sir, for clearing that up for me. Here's the mock schedual! 1.Homeroom 2. English 3.Archery/Fighting Arts 4. Meditation/Control Training 5.History 6.Algebra II (Math...but Math just sounds so boring!) 7. Track If it pleases the light, Sir, that's what I would like! I hope you don't mind I embellished on words...and double-classed a few things, cause just one study would be a boring thing all year. It seems to fit well, with semesters and all that junk... :)[/COLOR]

[FONT=Palatino Linotype] [COLOR=Navy]Hmm hmm...this sounds fun![/COLOR] [COLOR=Navy]Name:[/COLOR] [COLOR=Indigo]Alatariel Aran[/COLOR] [COLOR=Navy]Age:[/COLOR] [COLOR=Indigo]17[/COLOR] [COLOR=Navy]Gender:[/COLOR] [COLOR=Indigo]Female[/COLOR] [COLOR=Navy]Appearance:[/COLOR] [COLOR=Indigo]Standing at 5'3", Alatariel, or Ala as she has been called, usually isn't noticed. The word best describing her is dark. Her hair, raven in color, falls just past the small of her back, and is usually set in a calamity of braids or hanging in a pony tail. Her eyes are unique, one black with a solid ring of lavender around the pupil, the other a hunter green bordering on black. She is curvy in figure, busty, thin waist, round hips. Her hands and feet are both small, but strong. Her skin is tan in colour, as if she had just rested for a ripe amount of time in the sun and not burned an inch. Just a golden brown. She garbs herself in whatever she finds comfortable, though the color is usually black, lavender, or green. She tends to lean towards the darker colours. More often than not, she'll wear a regular tank top, or a crop top, and jeans. A skirt sometimes adorns her hips, but she finds jeans are the easiest to move in. Her shoes go just up past the ankle, almost boots, but softer and more supple. Her ears have a slight point to them, something she'd been teased for her entire life around humans, and the right had 5 peircings, the left 7. All the earrings she wore were black, and all but the bottom most one was a ring, the last being a small black gemmed stud. She usually wore a watch on her left wrist, small, but convienient, and a small black chain formed a choker around throat. More times than not, a shadow will be seen creeping around her feet, or following her.[/COLOR] [COLOR=Navy]Personality:[/COLOR] [COLOR=Indigo]Alatariel is shy. She tends to stand on the sidelines and watch as people have fun, too nervous to make any move towards meeting new people herself. She doesn't smile often, and her eyes seem permanently to have a glint of sorrow in them. She will talk if spoken to, but won't go out of her way to speak to people unless she has to. She doesn't share anything about herself, but will listen to others as long as they talk. [/COLOR] [COLOR=Navy]Bio: [/COLOR] [COLOR=Navy]Much of Alatariels past is lost to her, and the earliest remembered years clouded in pain, darkness, hate, and distrust. She doesn't remember who her parents were, or even ever having a family or someone who she cared about like one. She remembers being independent, living on her own in the city slums, scrounging for whatever food she could, finding warmth only from herself, huddled up against the elements. She recalls being dispised for what she could do, for what she was associated with, many thinking her lost to the devil or a demon from hell. Strangers threw rocks at her, kids laughed at her for her grimy looks and homelessness. A few times she barely escaped from a tight corner, where anything could have happened. And a few times, she didn't escape. Lonliness and only natural instinct brought her to make it to her 16th year, where a passerby noticed her in an ally and kindly brought her to a place where they told her about a school she could go to, take refuge at, and learn in. Alatariel has forced herself to forget as much as she could of her old life, and decided on the day she learned of Serenity View, to change as much as she could, to become accepted, and start to trust and accept others. She decided she would not let her past be her present and future too.[/COLOR] [COLOR=Indigo]Power:[/COLOR] [COLOR=Indigo]Alatariel can manipulate shadows, including creating them, and becoming them if she really desires too. Travel through the shadows is a small secret she learned she can do, and so far has told nobody.[/COLOR] [COLOR=Navy]Yay! PM me if I need to change anything...and...I don't really get this schedual thing, so If you could PM me with how I need to create that? Is it just whatever classes, or do you assign the schedual? I know her elective would be Kendo or some sort of fighting class, and her sport would be Archery, if that counts, or Track.[/COLOR] [/FONT]

::Runs away, bawling:: YOU UNFAITHFUL NON-LOYAL RP WANNABE'S! WAAAAAAAAHHHHH

[i][color=indigo][/i] [i][font=Palatino Linotype][/i] [i][b]Okay. I really need some help here. There is a little over a week until Star Wars III: Revenge of the Sith comes out. YAY! I'm jumping in my seat even as I think of it! But anyways, I really would very much appreciate it if anybody could make me a starwars banner. Nothing cheesy with all darth vader stuff on it, but something with Yoda and the other charries. Or, something with Anakin up front and a lightsaber, and a faded Darth Vader in the background That would be awesome![/b][/i] [i][b]Oo...and if you could, I would like a matching Avi! Thank you so much to whoever does this! [/b][/i] [i][b]::goes off, humming star wars songs::[/b][/i] [i][b]God, I can't wait![/b][/i] [i][b]13 days![/b][/font][/i] [/color][color=#008080]I added in the subject of the banner in the thread title for you, since I'm sure that if people saw Star Wards in the title, they'd come right in, haha. ^_^ -Syk3[/color]

[FONT=Palatino Linotype][COLOR=Indigo]OOC: START POSTING AGAIN, OR I'LL HAVE TO HUNT YOU DOWN AND HURT YOU! ::takes out large dagger and machine gun:: Sighing, Lyaeve let herself be freed from two drums between which she had let herself get stuck. Her mind must've been elsewhere for her to be that stupid. It took only moments, and she gave a thankful wag of her tail. And wondered what to do next. She couldn't change back here, not with them around and no clothes... "Um...here. You can use...err...these..." Cairn reluctantly held out a linin shirt, a pair of pants, and, suprisingly, the cloak that he always seemed to have with him. Lyaeve looked up at him, and bared her teeth in a wolfish grin. Taking them lightly in her teeth, she turned away from them and trotted off a little ways into the trees, out of their sight. After making sure none had followed, she closed her eyes and started to transform back. Rather than it feeling like ice was being poured over her, it felt like luke warm water, and didn't hurt at all. She opened her eyes to find herself back in her normal body, with the same effects as before. The world was yet again spinning, but not so violently. It wouldn't until she stood up again...She sighed and looked at the clothes in her hands. That was very nice of Cairn. SHe would have to do something to thank him. She took her time putting on the pants, and the shirt. She had to re-balance herself a few times as the world lurched under her feet and she almost fell forward. And she walked back towards the boys, slipping on the cloak. It rested very comfortably on her shoulders, and she smiled at Cairn as she re-entered the clearing where the drums were. "Thanks alot. It is really nice of you to let me use these." She said, her eyes twinkling. "Yeah...you're welcome." Cairn said grudgingly, shoving his hands in his pockets. "But I didn't give you the necklace. Where'd you get that from?" Frowning in confusion, Lyaeve looked down in bewilderment and saw that she was indeed wearing a neacklace. It appeared to be a chain, and dangling from the end of it was...the stone that she had found. "What the...?" She held it out in front of her to look at. " I...I didn't put that there. I was wondering where it went." She let it fall back against her chest as another wave of dizziness overtook her. "But don't you always loose everything when you transform?" Asked Kojiroh, leaning in closer to look at it. "And who ever saw a stone like that? It looks more like a crystal than a stone, except it's jet black. Where'd you get it?" "yeah...I do usually loose things, to answer your first question, and I wasn't going to bring this stone up, but I guess I have to tell you know. I found it after going into the headmistresses office and finding her dead. I think it's what knocked me out...But I really don't remember. It's kinda like a foggy memory that's not really there, but is...if you know what I mean?" She shrugged and tucked it into her shirt. "I don't think it really matters much..." Her emerald gaze was averted to the ground, and she scuffed her foot against the dirt. She had her boots back on, and the gloves. "Doesn't matter?! How can you think it doesn't matter? This might be the reason for all of this! And you didn't tell anybody? I thought you were intelligent!" The whispered bellow (yeah, odd description...) came from Cairn, who threw up his hands. At least he knew not to yell and give them away. Lyaeve flinched anyways. "Sorry...I just...I wasn't even sure what had happened to it..." She looked up at the trees as she spoke, avoiding their gaze. It really wasn't part of anything that was happening...It was just coincedence. That had to be right. I mean, it was there before, and nothing had happened. She shrugged her shoulders uncomfortable and walked over to one of the drums, avoiding their gaze still and pretending to study it. OOC: yeah, yeah, sorry to stop there. Maybe if you guys posted I would have more to type...but eh. [/COLOR] [/FONT]

Hnnn...I think I'd like to give this a try. And it would be entertaining to find out what someone analyzed me as... Okay then. [B]Katana[/B] Based on the fact that your oboe is the main topic of your avatar and siggy... You are an intense person who will stick up for their rights and their beliefs, a person who enjoys the sounds of music and appreciates their backgrounds, and a person who has strong beliefs and views. I would assume, also, that you are kind of a hyper-maniac at times when you are defending your instrument.

[FONT=Palatino Linotype][COLOR=Indigo]Lyaeve walked beside the other three, glancing both ways, her hands in her pockets. Her thoughts really were all over the place, and she was barely paying attention to the area around her. Well, not consciously anyways. She did register the broken limbs and the footprints in an occasional patch of mud, but she didn't try to follow them or anything. It wasn't until someone poked her really hard in her side that she snapped out of her trance. Looking around for the poker, she raised an eyebrow. "Yes?" she asked. "Well, I couldn't find anything, so I would think that maybe it could be your turn to try? I mean, you've just been staring off into nowhere. It's not a thinking party, its a recon group." said Cairn. "I'm starting to doubt that you can even do this transformation thing you're talking about." Lyaeve stiffened slightly, and then shrugged. "I can do it, but I just remembered. I forgot to bring some spare clothes. Mine disappears when I transform and then return to my normal shape. And at the moment, I don't much feel like being naked around 3 men, and a bunch of skeletons. Not that the skeletons bother me. They don't have brains." Jode cracked a smile, and Kirijoh just shook his head. "Well then, what use are you?" Cairn grumbled. "Just transform. I won't look." Lyaeve smiled. "Fine...but you better keep to your word." Stopping, Lyaeve sighed regretfully and looked at the clothes she had aquired. The least she could do was keep the gloves and the boots. "Here. Can you err...hang onto these or something? I'd rather not loose them." She slipped off the gloves and the boots. "Well...here goes. Lets see if I can do it twice in one day." Closing her eyes, she could feel the others gaze on her. She cracked a nervous grin, then blocked out the rest of her thoughts, concentrating soley on her magic and the spell she needed. Reaching through herself to her very center, she suddenly felt filled with the warmth that was her magic. She knew that her lavender Aura had flared up about her, and could feel it starting to wrap around her. She started going over the spell in her mind, and weaving her magic into the words. This time, she wasn't in such a rush, so she could actually feel herself changing. And the pain from before seemed intensified. Ice and fire spilled through her bones but she kept her mouth shut tight. Pain was nothing...A feeling like icey water being poured over her head overcame her and she opened her eyes. A sigh escaped her and mouth and she looked around...and up a bit. Cairn, Kirijoh and Jode were watching her with their eyes wide open. "Yeap. That should work. A wolf." Kirijoh commented, rubbing his hand through his hair. "That looked...painful. And it was so horrible to watch I couldn't look away. I mean, all your limbs changing and watching your face become different. Ouch." The next speaker was Cairn. "Great. Now go look for some sort of clue or something" said Jode. A single wag of her tail was her reply, seeing as in the shape she was, she really couldn't speak. Boy, they looked alot bigger from this angle. She blinked her eyes and then turned and padded silently into the trees, her tail up, her nose down for any scent at all. [B]OOC: Errr, well, that's about all I could think of. I kinda feel like crap, so I am not doing well with my typing. Whatever comes next, you decide. I hope one of ya'll have her find something, cause I sure don't have no ideas. Or she could not find anything. I mean, skeletons don't really have a scent...do they?[/B][/COLOR][/FONT]

[COLOR=Indigo][FONT=Palatino Linotype]Lyaeve paused for a moment, staring back up at the form of Jode on the wall. He had just given a speech, well, sort of, and on person had truly volunteered to go with him in his search of the forest. She shook her head and wondered if she should go. It would be handy to have a magic-user with them, and she could try Transformation again...although she didn't really like the consequences. But what did loosing your clothes mean when loosing the lives of fellow students was a possibility? She hesitated still. Something else bothered her. It was more of a subconcious thought that slowly rose to the surface, but rise it did. "What about what you found?" The voice inside her said. "It's probably a key to this." And then suddenly, she remembered what she had felt in the Headmistresses office, and what she had been reaching out for. Her eyes widening, she checked her pockets, wondering where it had gone. She hadn't remembered finding it when she woke up. "Crap!" she muttered, glancing around herself, although she knew it wouldn't be there. "What's the matter with you?" Cade asked, cocking an eyebrow. She was resheathing her sword and giving Lyaeve a strange look. Not mean, but strange. Lyaeve flushed. "It's nothing," she muttered, and let her hands drop to her sides. Maybe searching the forest would take her mind off of it, or give her time to think about it. If she remembered correctly, the object had been a stone, about the size of...she couldn't remember that much. She had blacked out too much. Oh well. Stepping forward, she raised her voice. "I will come, and I will take on a different form that will be more useful in this search. It would be only logical that I should do so to track any scents I find, or see with better eyes that my own." She made her way to the wall, murmurs and applause following her. "Doesn't that require a Transformation spell to do?" one person said loudly, and she heard others reply that it did. "Can she do that?" she heard from many mouths, and blushed slightly at the looks of admiration that some gave her. "I doubt it." Standing next to Cairn, she wondered how many more people doubted what she could do. And she also wondered how many more would suffer, and if they would find anything. A thousand thoughts like these swirled in her mind as she repeated the process of the spell that she would have to use, and in the depths of her mind, a shadow grew wondering constantly about the stone that she had found.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo]OOC:: Wheee! I guess I'll stop ripping from D&D now. Lyaeve kinda slumped down, pulling her sheer garment futher over herself and letting her anger slip away. "Sorry. I'm not in the mood for arguing." she said briefly to Cade and rubbed her temples. What the heck had happened? She remembered reaching out to grab something...and then blackness. And something poking her, and then waking up. What had she been grabbing at? She looked around the room, still half-sitting, half-laying. Her eyes landed on the headmistress and she flinched. Why would someone do something like that? "So...err...what the heck is the brick for? Were you going to throw it at someone? The dead headmistress?" Cade asked casually, hefting the brick. "No. I was pulling it out to get something. But I can't remember what, or why." "Huh. I see. Halucinating I suppose. It was listed as a side effect of Transformation, which, by the way, isn't allowed to be done by students." Cade said and shifted the brick to her other hand. "Yeah, well, I wanted to get a message to the now-deceased headmistress. I think that's good reason to try Transformation, and I wasn't halucinating. I just...can't remember." Lyaeve flushed slightly at how stupid that sounded, but was saved from some insult that was sure to come as someone walked through the door. "Headmistress, we--!" Lyaeve and Cade saw his face change in amazement for a moment, concentration in another one, and then shift to surprise and wonder as his gaze landed on the two of them. "Cade, Lyaeve! What are you doing here?!" Lyaeve's brain clicked and she recognized him as Kojiroh. He seemed to add as an afterthought "Are you two okay?" Cade snorted and dropped the brick, which landed with a hard [I] thud[/I] on the ground. "Of course I'm okay. What else would I be? Now Lyaeve on the other hand...I don't think she's ever been okay. Kinda wacked in the head, I think." Lyaeve glared at her and pushed herself to her feet with some effort. She felt drained...but not so bad as she had felt. The sickening feeling was gone, and she felt like she was returning to normal. She could try a healing spell...no. Better save her magic. She could still hear the drums outside, and by the way they sounded louder, there was going to be need of her abilities later. "I'm fine." was her response. "I came here to alert the headmistress to what was happening, and found her like that...and then I really can't remember much else of what happened. Cade I think was hiding." She grinned with satisfaction at the look of outrage on Cade's face. She could play the insult game if she needed to. "Girls! Really, can't you just drop your arguing? It's kinda a bad time for it." Kojiroh said. Lyaeve shot one last contemptful glare at Cade, got one in return, and then nodded. "yeah, your right."[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo]OOC: heh...heheheh...::is slightly insane:: I'm going to rip more from D&D...::cackles::oh, and a tad from Tamora Peirce or however her name is spelled. Nothing battle sceeny, just part of the transformation magic. Or rather, the after effects. Jogging down one of the hallways near the headmistresses office, Lyaeve glanced right and left. Well, as left and right as she could. She felt sick to her stomach, and the world was spinning so violently that the ground fell like it was rolling under her feet. Bare feet, as it was. She really didn't recognize the coldness on her feet, but she could feel the slight chill of air on the rest of her. Which also happened to be bare. That was something she had read about in her spellbooks, and had totally forgotten in her haste to get the message to the Headmistress. [I]"Transforming can have some odd consequensces. Examples are: Sickness, halutionation, clothes not returning when transforming back to original shape, sudden change in mood..."[/I] Well, the first one and the third one seemed to have been the ones that fit with her. She felt sick, and her clothes were gone. That had been her favorite belt too... Shaking her head, she scolded herself. What a thing to be thinking when there were war drums pounding outside and you held an enemy arrow in your fist. Luckily, she came across nobody before she got to the headmistresses office. She did come across a window with a curtain, and though it was kind of sheer, she wrapped it around herself, holding it against her with one hand while she knocked on the Headmistresses chamber door with the other. "Cmon, cmon, answer!" She said through clenched teeth after about two minutes. Still no anwer. "Damnit. I'm going in anyways." Grabbing hold of the handle of the door, she dragged it open and took a step through. Only to step back again as the feeling of a strong wave of magic swept over her. The room nearly radiated with magic, and she could feel it vibrating to her bones. Actually, it made the world seem to spin more. With her advanced knowledge of magic, she was able to feel that radiating power, where the other students wouldn't. She had cast the ability spell overherself, and had found it handy at times to be able to feel when someone was casting magic, or where there was a magical item or aura present. Even the mage didn't know she could do it, but she knew he couldn't. Squinting and raising her hand to sheild her eyes, even though there wasn't really a harsh light, she looked for the source of the power. Where was the headmistress? A quick scan of the room told her exactly where the headmistress was, and that brought a strangled cry from her throat. She almost dropped the arrow. The headmistress was sprawled across a chair, her eyes wide open, a black dagger at an angle stabbing through her throat. Her blood was pooling around the chair and was drying on her dress. The sight made her want to puke. It wasn't the blood, no she could handle blood. It was the fact that the Headmistresses face was contorted and puffy, with black veins creeping up it from the wound. "Oh...oh my." Lyaeve sat down hard and stared, not sure of what to do next. The feeling of magic was overwhelming her and she couldn't think straight. A haze seemed to be starting to form across her eyes. Wait. There...In the corner. Pushing her palms against the floor, Lyaeve heaved herself up once more and stumbled to the corner. The vibration of magic turned into a pounding to meet and match the sound of the drums outside, reverberating through her, making her feel like nothing more than the drum beat itself. Everthing seemed to be going all distorted, except for one spot on a brick in the right hand corner. She stopped in front of it and sagged against the wall, panting. The magic was almost too much. Reaching out a trembling hand, she pulled at the brick, and felt it come loose in her hands so quickly she stumbled backwards, loosing her balance. She fell down hard with the brick and then dropped it and once more surged to her feet lethargically. There was an empty space behind where the brick had been. Well, almost empty. Inside it was a small, black, smooth stone, the source of the magic. It seemed to be casting out magic in pulsating waves. Her stomach roiled as she reached out to grab the stone, and just as she closed her hand around it, the world went black, her other hand lost it's grip on the curtain around her and she was falling...falling.... OOC: If anyone finds her before she comes to, which I hope someone will, they won't see the stone. She does have it, but not anywhere visible. Just so you know. Yeah, I know, I'm kinda dictating, but I'm trying to set a kind of pattern/storyline thing. ::cackles::[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo]ooo...sounds fun! Name: Selenia Lyaive Age:17 Race:(humanoid...meaning human like right?) Elven (?) Personality: Always out there to help people, she is kind and outgoing. She is usually optimistic, and though she sometimes goes into small periods where she doesn't talk, she'll speak when spoken to. She is cautious around strangers, but will help them even if she doesn't know them. Crest: Faith Gifts: Healing, Shapeshifting, Scrying, Magical knowledge/spells/...magic (It all kinda goes together I think. If not, then just Magic) Magic Color: White Mount: She prefers to walk, though she does have a frosty white stallion. He goes by the name Cuendir (Kwehn-Deer) Bio: Selenia has resided in Denali for the majority of her life, and has been training in her magic skills and the like. She never had the chance to meet her parents, as she was orphaned at a young age and taken in by people in the city. She has always felt a connection to the forests and the night, when the stars are out, and she finds peace in the shadows and light cast by the moon. Selenia is a young woman of 5 feet 5 inches, and holds herself with pride. She is slim and curvy in the right places, with a light-tan coloured skin, defying most tales about the fair-skinned elven people that she had hertige links with. She has small hands and feet, and shoulder length dark black hair, and her eyes are a sparkling silver-violet color. A white ring surrounds her left pupil, and a bright lavender one is around her right. All in all, her eyes can be a bit unnerving when she sets a stern gaze upon you. A silver tatoo can be seen on her left shoulder-blade, in a complicated winding of lines forming an intricate and oddly beautiful and mysterious design. She had no idea where that tatoo came from, it's been there ever since she could remember. A thin scar in the shape of an X lightly cross above her thumb on her left hand. Hope that's good for ya! I'm excited to start this![/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo][FONT=Palatino Linotype] [I]OOC: I hope you all will get more into posting. I think Katana and I are going to come up with some sort of situation...actually, I think I'm gonna make one now, just for the heck of it. It might speed things up, or it might kill things. I know we said this was going to be school like..but the school like thing is going slow, so I'm gonna add a...fight...scene of sorts. ::grins wickedly:: And remember, no god-playing! oh, and by the way, posting long posts isn't a bad thing! Longer is better! We LIKE long posts! So don't apologize after long posts. If anything, apologize after 7 sentence posts.[/I] IC: Lyaeve sighed as she the boy Joel scurried...well...he almost scurried...out of the hallway. He appeared to be heading towards the forest. She made to follow him, but decided against it. Instead, she turned towards the North wall that surrounded the whole school. It was quite a high wall, and there were guard towers posted along it, though those were never occupied anymore. They had only been needed long ago during the war times. Now most magic users and other creatures were at peace. The walls spanned all the way around the schools, including the courtyards and part of the forest. The other half of the forest that they weren't supposed to enter was on the other side of the wall. She, of course, had ventured through those trees just to find some peace, and had found nothing to indicate why they were off limits. She linked her arms behind her back and strolled along the wall, gazing up at the gray stone mass that towered above her. Her thoughts were kind of random, things like complicated spells and runes that meant weird things, herbs and remedies...All floated across her brain and then disappeared. For one moment, her thoughts hovered on the other students. She hadn't made any friends yet...the thought bothered her, and made her sad. Was it something about her that people didn't like? Maybe she was too brown-nosey or something...but she couldn't help liking to learn, could she? Sighing, Lyaeve stopped and leaned against the wall, closing her eyes. Maybe if she stopped being so rude to Cade...she couldn't be that bad of a person. She just appeared sarcastic and spitefull at times...and lazy too. But there had to be a good person under that. I mean, under all people there was something good, even if it was just a shred... A sudden swooshing noise and a thuunnkkk! jerked her eyes open and she looked around quickly for the source. Classes were out for the moment, she had heard the bell about 10 minutes ago, so it could be a student playing a trick. Whatever thoughts had come across her mind, what she saw was not something that had been included in those thoughts. A single arrow quivered right next to her left foot. Just one more centimeter to the right and it would have gone straight through her foot. She bent down to pluck the arrow from the ground, but immediatly stood up agian as about 5 more plunged in a row around her feet. She looked up and saw another one, falling straight towards her from over the wall. Her emerald eyes widened and she let out a yelp and jumped over the row of arrows in front of her. That last arrow plunged sraight into the ground where she had been with enough force that it would've gone right through her if it had hit her. It was buried in the ground half-way up the shaft. And the ground was anything but soft. It hadn't rained for awhile. Over 3 weeks. Amazement filled her as she stared at that arrow and the half-circle in front of it that she had leapt over. "What the heck?!" She practically gasped. Another swish and a rain of arrows started to pour over the rest of the wall. she started to stumble backwards, watching as dozens of arrows flew over the north wall and plunged into the ground, searching for targets that weren't there. Except her of course. Horror filled her as she realized what might be happening. The school was under attack! Grabbing one of the arrows, she began to run towards the school as fast as she could go. She had to tell the headmistress! Squeezing her eyes shut, she reached out to the well of lavender inside herself, her magic. Her aura blazed around her again. Her heart beat fast as she ran and fear streaked through her. She had to get to the headmistress fast! But running wasn't the fastest way to get there. Catching her breath, she started to weave a spell. It was the transformation spell she was thinking about earlier. She had never done it before, but she had read alot about them. Supressing her doubts, she finished her weave and felt a searing hot wave fall across her, and then a icy cold one. The next thing that happened she could not explain. Her bones felt like they were on fire, and her skin felt like it was immersed in ice. SHe opened her mouth to scream out in pain, desperately trying to reverse the spell, thinking something had gone wrong. A screech emmitted from her throat, and she opened her eyes to find that the view had changed. Her lavender fire winked out from around her, and she looked at the arrow shaft in front of her. It was bigger. "Oh...oh by the gods...I DID IT!" she thought to herself, and looked at what she had done. SHe wasn't herself anymore, or rather, she didn't look like a human. She looked like a hawk...no. She was a golden eagle. She matched the pictures she had seen exactly. "wow..." She thought, and then snapped back to reality. She had to get to the headmistress. Her transformation should have only taken a couple of minutes, but those could be fatal. awkwardly she started to beat her wings, and grabbing the arrow between her new talons, she leapt into the air and soared towards the school. She traveled twice as fast, no, three times as fast as she would have in her human form. It was amazing! But terrifying, because from her height, she could still see arrows raining over the north wall. The knot in her stomach tightened as she sped towards the headmistresses office, the new sound of drums pushing at her with a new sense of urgency . Not far to go! [B]OOC: Yeah, I know...kinda lame. But hey, I made something happen. Hehe...I kinda ripped this from a D&D game I have been playing, well...except for the transformation part. I've been wanting to do that. I guess I cut off the humor possibilities, but this is a school of magic and fight training...:)[/B] [/FONT][/COLOR]

OKAY! I NEED A BANNER! Someone save me... Anyways, if you look down a few threads, to the thread 'Fantasy Banner' there are two pictures there that I would like to be made into a banner for me. I really really like the first, cause it's dark colours, and I really really like the second, cause it's a fairy. So I can't pick. If anyone can make me this, I'll be happy happy forever! or well...for awhile at least.

[COLOR=Indigo]::cackles insanely:: Tonights the final game. Down to them and NC. GO Illini! and to answer your question...whoever it was... The colleges up here are good, and U of I particularly. They have a wide field of study and such stuff like that. I don't go to the college...but yeah. I've heard many good things about it. Maybe that's just from my sister.... Oh well. GO ILLINI! :: puts on Illini T-shirt::[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo] Lyaeve set a cool gaze on the boy in front of her with his hand half towards his sword. Fighting...useless. She thought she recognized him with the name Cairn, but she wasn't positive. That was something she was never good at. Names. Then she shrugged and turning back to her assigned task, she waved her hand in a quick almost complicated movement. There was a seconds pause as the wind seemed to pick up, and then her lavender aura suddenly flared around her. Another half-second pause before a violet bow formed out of it, looking like purple fire formed into the rough shape of a bow. She quickly took hold of it while three lavender arrows of magic formed themselves, and in a quick procession she took hold of the arrows and shot each of the, one right after the other. They all bunched around the middle target, right on the bullseye. And it had been done in less than a minute. She smiled slightly to herself as she let the bow disappear and ignored some of the astonished looks that a few other students gave her. And the mage. To her, it wasn't really a complicated sorcery, it just took alot of will power and alot of quick thinking. She wasn't supposed to have even known of a spell like that for another two years, and even some of the best mages couldn't do it that fast. Oh well...There was not even the slightest hint of gloating or bragging in her smile, just satisfaction at having completed her task. She would never be so arrogant as to gloat about her magic. It was just something she was really good at. The mage blinked, and then coughed. "Err...Well done Lyaeve. You may leave now." he twitched his hand at her and she turned, though out of the corner of her eye she saw him move over to her targed and start to inspect the three arrows there. They had turned solid, but still flared with a slight purple aura, and the shafts were engraved with tiny symbols. Those were an add on that she had put into the spell. Her name in the Old Tongue. She smiled again and made to leave the room, though they were still levitated up...she looked at the ground, and then sighed and sat. She could wait. OOC: Sorry, it's short. I'm getting yelled at.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo]So How about them Illini?! They won by 14 tonight! Wheet woo! Onto the final two right? Right? Yay yay yay! Hey...anyone here go to U of I? Does anyone around here even live in the Prarie State?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo]Lyaeve smoothed her glare away and turned in the direction of class. By the small spark of green flames hovering above the trees in the distance, it was to take place in the forest. Somewhere. That brightened her. The forest always made her happy, what with all the nature and the plain beauty of what the world had created. "Time to go." she stated simply and started walking. "I think I could tell that." Cade retorted behind her, and then fell silent. A few other students were now filing out behind them, heading in the same direction for the same class. "I wonder what we are going to study today. Maybe something I haven't read yet?" Lyaeve stated absently. Cade snorted. "You've read about a year ahead. I think it isn't going to be anything new. Probably something easy..." Lyaeve looked back to see Cade walking with her hands behind her head. Cade gazed back at her and for a moment, it seemed their 'rivalry' had been put on hold. Lyaeve smiled a little, then turned back ahead, running her hand across the bark of a tree to one side as she entered the forest. The great trees towered ahead of her, and she always felt an amount of security and peace while walking among these gentle giants.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo]Lyaeve sighed as she sat down, and glanced over the dining hall at all the students assembled there. She didn't know over half the faces, and only a few stood out as vaguely familiar. She had seen it all too many times to take much interest in the doings of the students. After all, she had been here longer than any of them, and had seen dozens come and go. Her eyes did stop and rest for a few moments on Cade, and she scowled. Cade was not one of the people that she would normally hang out with, and was one of the few that could stir great annoyance in Lyaeve. Then of course, Lyaeve moved her eyes to the headmistress who was attempting to catch the attention of the students. She had to resort to fire...again. It always happened like that. And then she began to speak, a speech Lyaeve had heard many many times. The headmistress never altered her speeches. They were always the same. And as always, there were the select students placed about the hall who found themselves too important to listen. Cade was apparently one of these today, along with another guy who she didn't know. That guy had a...smug look on his face, but it quickly faded away into an expression of glumness as Cade said something that he apparently didn't like. And then, during about the middle of the speech, another young man entered, apparently late. He looked about and met the Headmistress's eyes with a slight flush, and of all things, he waved. That caused giggles. Lyaeve just watched in slight interest as he made is way to a table and seemingly fell into his seat. "Poor fellow," Lyaeve murmurred. She thought she remembered his name being Joel. And she remembered he was shy. "What a way to start a day..." She shook her head and then turned her attention from him. She noticed another girl talking to two older boys, who looked quite similar to her. Siblings, she guessed. "...enjoy your breakfast, you have a long day ahead!" The headmistress finished, and sat down. It took only a few moments for the students to turn to each other and start chattering again. Lyaeve sat alone at her table, so she had nobody to chat with. Actually, so far, she hadn't made any real friends in this years class. It was kinda lonely, but ah well...she could deal with it. She sent one last glare over at Cade, who stuck out her tongue and pulled down the skin under one eye. Then she stood up and made to leave the hall, without even touching any of the food that had been available to her. She never at breakfast anyways. ********* Making her way through the broad stone hallways, Lyaeve let random thoughts waft over her as she meandered towards the outside courtyards. Her first class didn't begin for another half hour at least...so she had a little while to wander. She contemplated practicing her magic. There had been a particular Transformation spell that she had been wanting to try, but she dismissed the thought. She had never really had any accidents with her magic, but trying to turn herself into something else was probably not the time to start. So she just fiddled with a stray strand of lavender magic as she walked into the bright sunlight of the outside. She squinted her eyes against the light and made her way over to a stone bench that was set infront of a small fountain. It was really quite outside, and apparently, she was the only one there. It was almost sad, with no one else to talk to, and she suddenly felt an overwhelming surge of loneliness.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo]::Runs around, all excited-like:: YAY! Thank you all who have signed up so far, and thank you if anymore sign up. Brownie points for all! And cookies too! ::tosses out handfulls of brownie points and cookies:: ::goes around and hugs everyone...twice::[/COLOR]

OOOO! YAY! THANK YOU! Hey...could you make me one with stars? like...on a dark green background, with light tans and stuff to bring out the avi thing? If you can, you'd be my savior! Oh, and if that is possible, could you put the words 'The wheel weaves...' or 'By my hope for salvation and rebirth' or 'May you always find shade' ? I would only like one of em though...of course, that is only if you can do it. You don't have to if you ton't want to...now all I have to do is figure out how to put that banner onto my siggie...I am bad at the setup stuff...

[COLOR=Indigo]::slips in:: um...::unfolds parchment:: Ahem...::clears throat nervously and looks around...:: Uhm...would it be possible for any of ya'll to make me up a fantasy banner?...Kinda something that'll match my Avatar nicely. With a fairy or something in it...or maybe just a nice banner of coolio colors or...or Stars would be nice...I dunno...Something fantasy is what I really want...Fantasy and stars? ::is indecisive...just wants a new banner:: ::slips away:: ::calls from nowhere:: Thanks, to whoever can take that small amount of information and make me something![/COLOR]

[COLOR=Indigo] ::trumpet blare:: One of the creators has come! ::storms in to post the Bio:: muahahaha...this is going to be fun! ::is slightly crazy:: Name: Lyaeve (Pronounced Lie-eve) Age: 17 Gender: Female Appearance: Lyaeve stands at five feet five inches, but her strong personality and will can make her seem taller. Of course, any woman could do that if she tried. Her hair is a lusterous chestnut red colour (yeah...that's probably hard to picture...umm, it's like a dark brown that is more red than brown, but not totally red...kinda like[COLOR=Sienna]that[/COLOR], but darker and with a bit more red...) with remarkable light brown higlights winding their way through it, and it tumbled in slight waves down to about her mid back. She mostly wears her hair up in a pony-tail or a bun, but she will sometimes be seen wearing it down. Her figure is that of a woman her age, with curves and all. It is true that she can be said to have maybe a little more curves than most women, those of which she had often noticed men admiring, and usually she had left those men with possibly a few less brain cells and a few more bruises and broken bones than they had had when they had looked. With eyes of a stunning green colour that looked to have been stolen from the brightest emeralds themselves, she can often be a bit intimidating at first. Her eyes are probably her best feature, because they can show each bit of emotion she is feeling, or they can hide everything. She has small hands and feet, and is usually garbed in a casual outfit of a sleeve-less, high-collared top that split down the front in a slim V and a loose skirt that fell past her ankles in either a lavender or violet color or a shade of green. A silver belt can usually be found around her waist, and her preferred shoe is a brown soft knee-high lace up boot. Personality: Lyaeve is a calm person with a bright, outgoing personality. She can be shy around guys, but she is talkitive and usually laughing around her friends. She usually tries to keep an optimistic outlook on things and tries to see the good in even her enemies. She is in very strong favor of kindness to animals and to the environment, and loves to gaze out at the stars. She is almost always smiling and she is kind and caring to everyone. Of course, Lyaeve can have a dark side to her that, though rarely ever seen, still resides inside her, and she can have a nasty temper when someone does something bad enough to anger her. She often will go out by herself just to be alone and think, and some days she will just be weirdly sad. Now don't go worrying yourselves! She's not depressed, she always gets better! :) Area of Strenght: Lyaeve's best area is that of Magic. She is one of the Top of her class, and finds magic the easiest thing to deal with in her life. She is also a good hand with the Bow, but her real place to shine is when magic comes into play. Aura Color: Lavender with slight undertones of a darker violet Height: (Didn't I put this in her appearance...?) 5 feet, 5 inches Weight: 114 Preferred weapon: A staff, or a magical amplifing device. Oh, or A bow How she came to be at the Guild: Lyaeve was cast away from her family at an early age, for her village and her parents feared the magic that was blossoming inside her. It was evident that she was different, and they couldn't accept that, so they basically kicked her out. She was brought to the Guild many years later by a man whose name she doesn't know, but she has lived her ever since. WOOT! Ya'll sign up now and have lots and lots of fun! I can't wait! [/COLOR]